Her throat bobbed as she swallowed. Eva considered my words before turning to me, her brown eyes shining. “I’ll remember that,” she whispered.
I hoped, for the world’s sake, she would.
I took her hand again, leading her away from the bar and into a long hallway that led to my office. The music dulled behind us, replaced by low lighting and shadowed walls. I didn’t notice before, but the air was heavier here, charged with something. Like my growing want for her was permeating the atmosphere.
My office door appeared at the end of the hallway, door slightly ajar, inviting us in. To be honest, I wasn’t sure why I invited her back here. Maybe I was tired of watching her spirit dim the longer our friends fought.
Or maybe I just needed her alone again before I fucked her in front of everyone, because God, she grew more beautiful with each passing moment.
Eva turned toward me. “I like your jacket, Alek.”
“I like it on you,” I said, voice low. “But I’d like it much better off.”
That was all it took.
We crashed against each other, a frantic mess of lips and tongues and teeth. I barely had enough time to place my hand against the back of Eva’s head before I slammed her into the wall, lifting her body so our cores were aligned. Her hands roamed all over my body while she melted into me, lips parting for mine to claim them.
It was hot. Messy. Hungry.
Eva made a soft sound that went straight to my cock, her fingers fisting in my jacket like she was about to combust. I kissed her harder, slower, letting her feel exactly how much I wanted her—how little restraint I had left.
“Alek,” she breathed.
I pulled back enough to look at her, pupils blown wide, lips swollen and pink. I wanted to memorize the picture of her coming undone, commit it to memory so hard that when I died, the image would still be burning the backs of my eyelids.
My hips fought not to buck into her as I carried her down the hall straight to my office door. I couldn’t keep my hands off of her—her hair, her ass, even her tits, which I managed to squeeze with one hand as I nudged the door open with my body.
“I want to taste you,” Eva moaned, leaning into me further.
“You are tasting me.”
“No, I—” She made a whimpering noise in the back of her throat before wriggling out of my arms. Before I could ask her what she was doing, why she was no longer kissing me, Eva dropped to her knees, hands fumbling at my trousers, before she unzipped my cock and freed it.
She stared at my throbbing cock, mouth agape as she studied the veins snaking down the shaft. A bead of precum was already at the tip, a side effect of our earlier kisses.
“Eva, you really don’t have to—Fuck!” A deep moan vibrated my chest as Eva slowly took me into her warm, wet mouth.She coughed around the length, face turning red, before I said, “Breathe, Eva. In and out through your nose. You can take it, beautiful.”
She did as I commanded, and her submission had me hardening even more. The sight of her on her knees, my cock in between her pink lips, her eyes dark with desire and wide with fear, made me want to come all over her.
A part of me wanted to fuck her, use her mouth like it was my toy, and fill her with my seed until she was choking on it. She would like it, too, my Eva, always giving, always knowing when to take.
“Use your hand to grip the other end. Squeeze as you suck. That’s it. Such a good fucking girl.”
I wrapped her hair around my fingers, doing my best not to pull it and make her cry. That would come later. For now, I would take it slow. I would teach her what to do and break her into my kind of lovemaking.
Slowly, I began to thrust into her mouth while she sucked around me, her tongue running all along my shaft. She gagged when I hit the back of her throat, and a whimper slipped out in between thrusts when I did it again. “Relax, Eva. You’re going to let me fuck this hole of yours, and when you’re ready, I’ll fuck your pretty pussy.”
“Mm,” she moaned, squeezing her thighs together. Eva loved to be praised, which worked well since I loved to praise her.
My thrusts picked up speed thanks to my grip on her hair. Eva was no longer trying to keep up with my movements. She let me fuck her face, her arousal practically soaking the air. She looked at me with unrestrained desire, and I wanted to capture that look and keep it forever, a reminder to the world that only I could make her like this.
Eva’s hand traveled down her body before pulling up her skirt, her hands finding her pussy. She was probably fuckingdrenched. I wasn’t sure where to look—at my cock going in and out of her mouth, at her eyes flooding with delicious tears as she choked on it, or at her finger beginning to slip in and out of her cunt.
“Are you horny, baby? Does your body like the feeling of choking on my cock? It knows it belongs to me. You’re fucking mine, Eva. Every inch of you, every one of your tight little holes.Mine.”
Eva tried to respond, but the only thing that came out was drool and more tears. She looked so fucking erotic like that, her good girl image coming completely undone as my darkness crashed against it, shattering her innocence. I couldn’t wait to see how she looked when my cock was fully inside her, thrusting in and out of that tight cunt I felt earlier.
Her moans got even louder, her fingers turning more erratic, pumping in and out and in and out. I tried to match the rhythm, but my control was shredded at that point. Both of us were on the edge of an orgasm, but I would be damned if my pleasure came before hers.
