“Damn, Alena,” he growls over our lips, gently nipping my bottom one. “I had to kiss you, and I can’t stop. I’ve been watching your lips all night and fucking dying to have them.”
Haveme?
He wantsme?
I don’t know the sound that mewls from my mouth, fused to his when he demands our next kiss, but it’s full of desire. I’m so used to being shy, but now I’m shameless, grabbing his waist, making his perfect body rub against mine.
I’m a tall woman. Most men can’t match me. But Loch dominates. Everything about him is bigger, harder, more powerful, and in control. I feel small and seduced, parting my thighs for him.
“Fuck, Alena.” He wedges his massive body between them, his panting lips finding my ear. He grabs my hips and lifts me, aligning our bodies so he can grind his erection in teasing circles against my wetting pussy. And…Oh my god…Loch has a can of spray paint in his jeans.His dick is huge and rock hard as he steams over my ear. “You have no idea. No fucking idea how bad I want you, Babygirl.”
Babygirl.
The word does something to me. Like a hedonistic hypnosis, a dark trigger, conjuring my deepest desires. My secret Saturday nights. For years, I’ve had a weekly online date with a kinky dream.
But now it’s real.
Loch is real.And I’m moaning, floating in subspace for him.
He kisses my neck, gently biting it. “Fuck, what I can do to you. How I can make you come so hard, so many times,” he vows over my skin. “For hours, days, for so fucking long, Alena, I’ve been dying to fuck you.”
Wait? What? How long?
What does he mean…
Oh shit…
I moan as his lips suck the exact spot on my neck, his tongue tasting my skin, his thumb teasing the tender flesh under my pearled nipple. His strong hips grind with the perfect pressure, his hard dick dry humping my aching pussy with erotic gyrations. Teasing. Circling.
How does he do it? Like a master of my body, Loch controls me, cresting a tsunami between my thighs, his warm lips coaxing my ear. “Such a dirty girl for me, Alena.”
Thrusting his erection against my excited clit, he pinches my nipples over my shirt, tugging with the painful pleasure, and a wave crashes through me. “Oh god,” I cry out, a slick flood suddenly soaking my panties.
My thighs ignite. My nipples scream. My clit pulses, my cunt throbbing. My legs are wide open for him. I need him, but…
But my heart.
Loch makes it beat for the first time for a man, and I feel its bruise. Its loss. I don’t know if it’ll ever stop hurting.
“Wait,” I stammer over his lips, panic ripping the moment away. “Wait, Loch.” Gently, I wedge him away.
“Sorry.” He pants, stepping back. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have kissed you and?—”
“No, I wanted you to, it’s just…” I search his eyes. Are they as tortured as mine? “We work together and?—”
“I know.” He steps back farther, grabbing his hair. “I know we do, and I shouldn’t kiss you, shouldn’t touch you. I’m not supposed to want you, Alena. Never. Fuck, I can get into so much trouble.”
He looks like he’s broken the laws of God, not the rules of men. It’s breaking my heart. He didn’t hurt me.
“It’s okay.” I comfort him. “It’s not like I’m reporting you to HR.”
“Yeah, but…” His voice drops ominously. “You don’t really know me. You need to be careful with men, and?—”
“I can protect myself.” My emotions flip again. Am I hurt? Rejected? Flattered? Attracted? There’s no ground with this man. I’m just falling into every feeling. “I’m fine, so let’s just catch our breath. Okay?”
He nods as I fight the pull of my eyes not to dart down, but they do, and my pussy throbs.Good god, his erection is huge.
That means he wants me, right? He thinks I’m pretty? I’m not a pity fuck; he’s torn like me, so I follow my heart. “Let’s see how our second date goes. Okay? Let me ask the questions next time. Let me get to know you, too, and?—”
