drive her out of her mind.
“Zane…”
Her voice caught on a sob of need. She’d never wanted a man so much in her life. She needed more, needed everything he could give her. Needed him to free his cock, part her legs further and drive deep within.
“Soon,” he promised, giving her nipple a last, long lick before kissing along her belly. She sucked a breath in, moaning as his big hands shoved her skirt up around her waist to reveal the fact she didn’t wear hose, just a pair of itty, bitty satin bikinis.
“Sexy.”
His voice was a rumble as he slid to his knees between her thighs. Hard fingers hooked under the sides and pulled them down. Wordlessly she lifted her hips to help him, shivering as he drew them off and tossed them aside. Try as she might to open her legs, she couldn’t, her knees clamped together as he ran his hands up the outsides.
“Open for me, sweet stuff. Let me see that pretty little cunt.”
She obeyed without thought, her body his to command. He rumbled in approval, sweeping his hands up the insides of her legs as she parted them, urging them wider until she was totally exposed to his view. Cooler air washed over her pussy lips, a tingle and mini-caress all its own as he looked at her.
She bit her lip as he lifted her legs. Zane looped them over his shoulders to lean in and part her folds with his thumbs. Her hips rocked of their own accord, urging him on as a warm breath washed over her. Her clit ached, tightening in need, and her breathing caught. Anticipation held her in its grasp. Time slowed. The tension grew so tight that she whimpered, impatient for him to do something, anything to ease the torment running through her body.
The first touch of his tongue was swift. A hot, sharp lash as he flicked it over her exposed clit. She keened as pleasure crashed through her, the familiar heaviness already building. Surprise stilled her for a second. He’d barely touched her. Surely she couldn’t be on the verge of coming? Not yet. Even on her own, knowing her body as she did, she was never able to bring herself off that quickly. Certainly no boyfriend had. Normally it took months of pointing out what she liked before they could manage it in a reasonable amount of time.
But she was. The pressure and tension in her core built with each passing second as he growled with appreciation. Large hands holding her hips still, he nibbled, licked and sucked on her clit like it was his favourite candy. She whimpered, rocking her hips, riding his lips and tongue to get that little bit more sensation.
Just a little more. She only needed a little more.
He thrust two fingers deep inside her in a hot, slick ride of pure sensation and she screamed. Her body clamped down on the invading digits as she came hard and fast, coating him in her juices. He rumbled again and held on, sucking on her clit as she kept coming. His fingers worked inside her, elongating and drawing out her pleasure. He found her g-spot, stroking and pressing with those long fingers until she saw stars behind her eyelids.
She was awash in pleasure when he pulled away gently. Her mind was blown and her body hummed in the aftermath. Then he was there, pushing her legs further apart as he pulled her to the edge of the desk. She watching him through half lidded eyes as he yanked his belt open and zipper down, freeing the thick hard cock she’d dreamt about for the last three nights.
It sprang free, slapping against his stomach and leaving a wet patch on his dark red shirt. She pouted, missing seeing all that ripped flesh naked for her pleasure. But then he had his cock in his hand, rubbing it over her clit, and her eyes rolled back.
“That’s it sweet, you’re gonna give it to me again. Can you feel that?” he demanded, sliding the broad head of his cock up and down her lips. It slipped against her slick flesh, and made them both shudder. “See how hot you are for me. How much you’ve come already.”
He moved, bracing himself with