“This looks promising,” she said with a grin as she started reading. “We surveyed over one hundred omegas in the writing of this book, and one thing became clear: while the powers of the cock and knot are regularly extolled, we should not forget the mighty power of the tongue.”
“Now would be a really convenient time for an anvil to fall from the sky and crush me,” I muttered. Josie ignored me, continuing to read out loud.
“When mastered to the fullest, the art of cunnilingus can be a transcendent experience for all involved. As my grandfather used to tell me, ‘When in doubt, lick don’t dick.’” She snorted. “His grandfather used to say? Gross.”
“Came in handy,” I muttered, grabbing the book and throwing it across the room.
Josie giggled and turned her gaze back to mine. She was smiling, and her eyes were glazed with arousal. She licked her lips, pressing her ass more firmly against my cock.
I ran my thumb along her bottom lip, which was begging to be kissed.
“I’m not sure how accurate this book is,” she said breathily. “I might need a demonstration to be sure.”
ChapterTwenty
Theo
Igripped Josie around the thighs and lifted her so she straddled me.
If talking about my feelings led to this, maybe it wasn’t so bad.
“You’re not sure about my skills?” I teased, reaching underneath her sweatshirt to tweak her nipples.
She shrugged, trying to look unaffected even as she perfumed for me. “I don’t know. It’s been so long.”
“Have I been neglecting you, angel?”
“Yes,” she said, jutting her lip out in a pout. “Sooo neglected.” She pressed her pussy against my crotch, and I groaned as my cock jumped to attention.
“Well then, sounds like I need to prove myself.”
I gripped her hair firmly and licked a long line up her neck. Fuck, she tasted so good. Her scent flooded my senses and I wanted to be drenched in her.
“I have to taste you,” I said, trailing kisses down the side of her face.
Josie whimpered, pulling me in for a kiss. I deepened it, thrusting my tongue in her mouth as I gripped her ass and stood. I walked over to the desk and was fucking trembling as I prepared to live out one of my greatest fantasies. I set her down on the edge of the desk and pulled off her sweatshirt. She was bare underneath, her pink nipples hard and tempting.
“You want that, love? You want my face between your thighs, eating you out on my desk?”
“Please,” she gasped.
I shoved my office things aside, for once not giving a fuck about organization, and laid her down on the wood surface, rolling up the sweatshirt underneath her head so she’d be more comfortable. I placed hot, open-mouthed kisses down her stomach and up her thighs, breathing her fragrance but refusing to place my mouth where she really wanted it. I wanted her to be a begging, writhing mess.
Josie moaned and threaded her fingers in my hair. I moved my hands down her waist, pleased when she didn’t shrink away or try to hide herself.
“Can’t believe how beautiful you are, how fucking lucky I am to touch you. Your soft skin, your pretty little nipples. Are you wet for me?”
“Yes,” she whimpered, her hips moving as if trying to find friction.
“Don’t worry, love, I’m going to take care of you. I’m going to make you come on my tongue until you think you can’t anymore.”
I quickly pulled her sweatpants and underwear off, placing her soaked panties in the pocket of my dress pants.
“Please, Theo. Please,” she cried, her voice bordering on a sob. “Stop being so mean.”
I chuckled at her dramatics. “My omega, so impatient,” I said, breathing on her mound. My mouth was fucking watering and my resolve almost broke, but I wanted to tease her a bit longer, wanted her to be desperate forme.
“Theo,” she whined, thrusting her hips to get my mouth on her sweetness. “If you don’t do something soon, no blow jobs for you,” she bit out.
