Chapter 41 #2
“I love you so much it hurts. It physically hurts to be without you, to not see you. To not speak to you. To think of you gone. You’ve managed to burn yourself into my mind, my soul. Branded yourself in my heart. So, now you own it.”
Drea smiled, but it was still steeped in anger. “Good. Because I love you too.” Relief filled me at her declaration. “But that doesn’t change that I’m pissed at you.”
I arched an eyebrow. “For what?”
“For thinking you can just send me away without even bothering to say goodbye.”
I was about to say that it wouldn’t have been goodbye. That I would have tracked her down and brought her back if she didn’t come back on her own, but the words died in my throat when she snapped the button of her jeans open and pulled them down, kicking them away.
My heart pounded in my chest, my mouth going dry. She was so goddamn beautiful. I ran my eyes over her curvy hips, those strong, tattooed legs, staring at her in worship. I wanted to lick every inch of her, to trace all those tattoos with my tongue.
She was still standing on my desk, glaring down at me like she wanted to punish me. She hooked her fingers into her underwear and tugged them down. My cock throbbed in my pants as she lowered herself to sit on the edge of the desk, spreading her legs wide, her feet resting on the arms of my chair.
Fire burned in my veins. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. That pretty pink pussy, glistening wet. Her little pierced clit, just begging to be sucked into my mouth. I had a front row seat to the best goddamn show on Earth.
God, I needed her, and I needed her now.
“You’re going to make it up to me,” she breathed, leaning forward and wrapping a hand around my tie.
She tugged me towards her and I went willingly, completely enraptured by her.
I’d do whatever the fuck she wanted. “You’re going to lick my pussy until I come all over your face.
And then you’re going to do it again, and again. ”
“Is this supposed to be a punishment?” I rumbled, running my tongue up the inside of her thigh. “Because I have to be honest with you malyshka , it sounds more like a fucking dream.”
Drea chuckled, her hand squeezing my tie as she pulled me closer and closer to where I was dying to be.
“Oh, but it is a punishment baby. Because afterwards there’ll be no fucking.
I’m gonna make you walk around with my taste on your tongue all day, your cock so hard it hurts, and you’ll be given no relief.
Not until I’ve decided you’ve earned my forgiveness.
” She gave one sharp tug on my tie, and I was there, my mouth latching onto her clit.
I groaned in both pleasure and pain. I was painfully hard already, and she was going to keep me like this all day? Evil little vixen.
Her mouth-watering taste flooded my mouth and I drank it all in, my tongue moving in slow, languid circles over her pussy. A shudder ran through her and she breathed out a sigh of pleasure, her head tipping back.
My hands gripped the back of her thighs, and I pushed her legs back, opening her up even more as I devoured her.
Licking. Sucking. Nibbling. Fuck, I loved the feel of her on my tongue.
The way her clit pulsed inside my mouth, the slickness between her folds.
Everything about her turned me on. It made me so fucking hard I just wanted to pound into that tight, little pussy until my come was dripping out of her.
I flattened my tongue and ran it from her ass to her clit in one, long stroke.
Drea cried out in pleasure, so I did it again and again, groaning when her pussy got even wetter, moisture coating my lips. She really fucking liked that.
She panted, her hips gyrating, moving in fast, wide circles. “ Dios , you’re gonna make me come already. You and that fucking tongue,” she groaned, her chest heaving.
I kept the same rhythm, moving my tongue up and down, up and down. Drea grabbed a fistful of my hair and held my face right against her clit, grinding against me. I curled my fingers around her hips and held her tight, urging her on. Helping her to move faster. Harder.
“Fuck Aleksandr, yes. Yes, baby.”
I’d always hated when women called me ‘baby’.
It was an endearment I shut down instantly.
But when it came from Drea, falling from her lips coated in that alluring Spanish accent she had, it didn’t bother me in the slightest. She could call me whatever she wanted, and I would still fall to my knees at her feet in worship.
I sealed my lips around her and moaned low in my throat, the vibrations causing her undoing.
Drea came hard, her body shaking as she screamed out my name.
Her grip on my hair turned painful, but it just made me harder, pleasure zinging down my spine.
I felt like I could come just from the taste of her, from the way she rolled her hips.
The sexy, little sounds she made as her clit pulsed on my tongue.
Drea let me go and slumped back, panting breathlessly. She propped herself up on her elbows and smirked, eyes flicking down to her pussy and back up. “Again.”
I dipped two fingers inside her, scooping up some of that delicious wetness literally pouring out of her and brought it to my lips, sucking them clean.
I wanted so desperately to stick my cock inside that tight, little hole and lose myself in her.
Fuck her until I’d drained every ounce of come from inside my body.
But I could tell from the look on her face that wasn’t going to happen any time soon.
So I went right back to it, latching my tongue onto her pussy again.
This was both the best and the worst goddamn punishment of my life. But fuck, I enjoyed the hell out of it, because there was nothing better than making Drea come over and over again. And it was even better that I got to taste it all.