Chapter 6 #2
I dropped my hands and he tugged lazily on his cock, the barbells of his piercing stretching the skin. I could feel his gaze on me.
“Look at me.”
The sheer command in his voice had me glancing up in an instant. When my eyes connected with his, heat pooled between my legs at the hooded, desperate desire I found there.
My submission was driving him wild. And the thought alone was enough to get me wet.
“Open your mouth,” he demanded.
My mouth dropped open and his quiet, pained “fuck” made me shiver with anticipation.
His fingers tangled in my hair, gripping my scalp and guiding me towards his hard length.
“Suck,” he demanded this time, feeding his cock into my mouth inch by delicious inch, his piercing gliding over my tongue.
When he hit the back of my throat he groaned so loudly, his fingers stroking my scalp. “That’s it, Princess, choke me down.”
I slid him out, only to make my way straight back down his shaft, hollowing my cheeks and swallowing past my gag reflex to take him deeper than I’d ever taken anyone before.
“Fucking hell, Dempsey.”
His grip on my hair tightened and I knew with only a few pumps, he was going to be spurting down my throat.
He used the hand tangled in my hair to move my head up and down on his cock. On the next thrust, I took him so deep the tip of my nose pressed against his pubic bone and his groan was guttural.
His cock pulsed wildly and liquid salty heat shot down my throat. I moaned over him, sucking him until he was spent.
When I pulled off, his hand left my hair and he slumped back in the chair.
“That was the best head I’ve ever fucking had, Princess.”
I dropped my gaze, my hands laid in my lap and allowed myself a small smile. I was so wet between my legs at the sounds he’d made, the way he’d come undone, and the feel of him shooting down my throat.
“Fuck, Dempsey, don’t keep doing this to me.”
But I knew he wanted me to. My submission was driving him to the edge, so I wasn’t about to stop.
He tucked himself back into his pants, but didn’t bother zipping up. “Fine, then. Stand up, and get naked. Leave the heels on.”
His voice was low and commanding and I loved it.
Keeping my eyes cast downward, I got to my feet, sliding my white lace underwear down my legs and stepping out of it.
“Lose the bra too. I want to see your incredible tits bounce as you come on my tongue.”
I did as he demanded, my fingers trembling with anticipation as I dropped my bra to the floor.
“Sit on my desk, Princess.”
Keeping my eyes low, I perched on the desk in front of him.
“I said sit on it. Not teeter on the edge.”
He slid his hands along the sides of my thighs, sliding them under my ass and shifting me back until it was fully planted on his desk.
Right on top of the urgent papers Byron had sent me here to get signed.
They were going to have to wait because it was clear that Sinclair wasn’t going to let me leave here until I’d had at least one orgasm.
“Look at me, Princess.”
My gaze met his and his eyes were fired with lust.
“Put one foot on each arm of my chair.”
I perched a heel on the arms of the chair he was still seated on, so I was spread out before him.
“I’m going to eat you out so good you’re going to want to scream my name, but unless you want everyone in this office to know we’re fucking, be a good little princess and stay quiet.”
I nodded once, my pulse pounding hard between my legs with the anticipation of having his mouth on me.
He didn’t make me wait, his head dipping between my legs and his expert tongue gliding over my center.
“Oh my god,” I let out on a breathy exhale. “Oh my god, Sinclair.”
His tongue moved over me in wet, practiced strokes that drove me wild and pushed me closer to the edge I’d already been teetering on when he’d been in my mouth.
When he slid a finger inside me, I had to bite down on my lip to stifle my moans.
When he added another finger, I had to tilt my head back to the ceiling and squeeze my eyes shut to stop from whimpering.
And when he sucked my clit into his mouth, I had to press an arm over my mouth to stop myself from screaming his name.
Sensation built all around me until all I could see and feel and hear was his head between my legs and his tongue on my clit. My orgasm was an explosion of light behind my eyes, going so deep my head was spinning and I collapsed back on his desk.
He didn’t let up though, not until I was a squirming mess beneath him, begging him to stop.
Only he didn’t.
He sucked and nipped and licked at me until I was raw and desperate, another orgasm bursting through me.
“Please, Sinclair…” I half sobbed, not sure if I was pleading with him to stop or begging for him to give me another one.
“Had enough, Princess?”
I nodded, biting my lip, and he sat up, taking my hands and lifting me with him.
My limbs were jelly and I was at risk of toppling off the desk, but I leaned against Sin to steady myself.
He took my face in his hands, tilting me to look up at him.
“Your submission was the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed. And you were rewarded for it.”
A grin spread across my face. “Twice.”
He smirked. “I’d give you a third, but I don’t think you can handle it right now.”
I shook my head, desperate to say yes but knowing my body would self-destruct if he pleasured me any more.
“I should get jealous of your assistant more often,” I joked, sliding from the desk and accepting the bra and underwear he’d collected off the floor for me.
His arms came around my waist before I had a chance to put them on, holding me against him.
“You’re the only one I’m ever going to want, you know that, right?”
The intensity and sincerity in his expression made me want to melt.
“I know it. And I want you just as much.”
Satisfied that he’d put my insecurities to rest, his hand cupped my face, his mouth closing over mine in a sensual kiss that made me think of forever.