But I don’t give us what we both want.
Not until she spreads her legs an inch further and then asks, “Will you lick my pussy until I come, handsome?”
“Hmm.” Another slow trail of my finger.
But I’m already leaning in.
And I’m tasting her—the soft, floral musk of her, the slick, slick evidence of her desire. I slide my tongue inside, feel the walls of her cunt already spasming, and reach my hand forward, rolling my thumb over her clit, pressing firmly enough for her to cry out and jerk against me. I don’t stop, just help her ride the edge of the pleasure, driving her higher, knowing it’s not going to be long before I get to hear her fall apart, get to be inside her, get to?—
“Jace!”
She grinds her pussy back against my face, rides my fingers and my tongue.
Her moan is long and drawn out, her gorgeous body slumping as she lays flat on my desk, that plump ass in the air.
I slowly leave her, trailing my hands over her body, just watching her.
So fucking beautiful.
And mine.
Something I know with absolute certainty when she slowly lifts her head, glancing at me over her shoulder. “Is it time for me to give an order now?” she asks lazily.
I grin, even though my dick is so hard it could pound nails. “Depends on what that order is, cookie.”
Her eyes fill with mischief.
And heat.
“Fuck me, Jace. Hard and fast and?—”
I’m moving before I realize, shoving my pants down, stepping between her legs, thrusting home and?—
I groan.
She hisses out a breath.
“Too much?”
“No, handsome,” she says softly. “Just right.” She arches against me, taking me deeper, and…
It’s over then.
My attempts at control, at going slow, at making this last even longer.
I fuck her, the aforementioned hard and fast, adding in deep and rough and not stopping as my orgasm flies toward me. Because she’s there too, hot and slick, moaning my name, thrusting back against me, as mindless in seeking pleasure as I am.
Then it’s on me, and thankfully, she’s right there with me, coming apart moments after me, drawing out my pleasure until I’m barely standing.
And then I’m not on my feet any longer.
I’m slowly collapsing to the floor, thankfully with enough presence of mind to gather her against me and cradle her close as we make our descent.
It’s not until our breaths slow and my head stops spinning before she speaks again.
“Next time I get to give the orders.”
And even though I had an orgasm that all but split me in half, I find that I’m laughing.
