He’s insane.
“H-how long do I have?”
His hands return to either side of my waist to hook his fingers inside my waistband and roughly jerk my pants down. I gasp and instinctively lift my ass, allowing him to slide them down my legs, taking my underwear with them.
“Until you come,” he answers, his tone wicked. “But it better be complete by the time you do.”
This is a huge mistake.
An absolute massive one.
Yet, I can’t find my voice, even as he lowers to his haunches, pulls my boots and socks off my feet, and slides my jeans the rest of the way off my legs.
You’re being stupid.
My heart pounds, and the butterflies are flying rampant in my stomach as he backs up while simultaneously rolling me toward him. The desk is tall with no drawers, providing him just enough space to fold himself beneath it and bring me right up to it.
I’m trembling and on edge, so when I feel his hands part my thighs, I jump. My cheeks burn and my chest heaves. Only a single thought replays over and over in my head.
Why the fuck are you letting him do this?
I startle again when he grabs my hips and jerks me forward, sliding my ass to the edge of the chair. Hot breath fans across my center, andholy fuck, I don’t know why the hell I’m so nervous, but I am.
“I hope you’ve started, darling,” he purrs a moment before his wet tongue runs along the seam of my pussy and up to my clit.
For the third time, I jump then whimper, scrambling for the pen.A groan vibrates against me as he licks me thoroughly, and already, I’m struggling to keep my vision straight.
This is only the second time I’ve ever had a man’s mouth on me like this, and I had already completely forgotten how fucking good it feels.
Clenching my teeth, I blink rapidly to refocus and then force myself to concentrate hard on the words.
Name. I need to write my name.
First name, then last name.
Easy.
I get R-E-V-E out before he sucks my clit into his mouth, wrenching a sharp gasp out of my throat. Then, I feel his thumbs spread me before his pointed tongue flicks up and down my clit. My brow furrows, my jaw drops, and my eyes drift shut for a moment as intense pleasure overtakes my core.
Holyfuck.
My left hand curls into a fist while the other squeezes the plastic pen until it digs into my fingers uncomfortably. However, it’s hard to feel anything outside of his mouth.
A strangled moan leaks out, and I pinch my eyes shut even tighter, my head drooping as waves of ecstasy roll through me with each lick. My thighs tremble violently, and all I want to do is grab his hair, tug him harder against me, and fuck his face.
Fuckingconcentrate.
Forcing my eyes open, I quickly finish writing out my first and last name. Then, I move on to my date of birth, penning that in, and start writing my address next.
Except the words blur when Dread suckles on my clit again with a pleased whimper, as if he’s drinking down water after weeks of dehydration. Wet, squelching noises emit from my pussy, only adding to the eroticism.
“Oh,” I breathe, my eyes threatening to roll.
He releases it with a pop, only to immediately dive back in with an eager grunt. His tongue is both sloppy yet precise, rolling and lapping at all the right places to make me see stars.
He’s stupidly fucking good at this, and I’m going to lose if I don’t get it together.
I fill out two more spaces when I feel his blunt fingers probing at my entrance.
