the walls, and he loved every single note of her voice. He
felt her pulse around him, and he stopped to bask in the feel of her cunt
tightening around his length.
He left her hips to cup her
face. Her eyes were closed, and she opened them to look at him. “This is how it
should have been in the beginning,” he said.
Stroking a thumb across her
bottom lip, he slammed his lips down on hers. She opened to him, and he pushed
his tongue into her mouth.
Her legs wrapped around his
waist as he ravished her mouth, taking everything she had to offer and wanting
more. He felt her tits pressed against his chest. The hard buds of her nipples
poked him as well.
“So fucking sweet,” he said,
muttering the words against her lips. “We’re not leaving this office today.
You’re mine.”
“We’re leaving this office,
but we can take it back to your home. This is just a taster of what’s to come.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck, taking his lips this time. Neither had
moved. His cock was seated deep into her pussy, but he wasn’t in a rush to fuck
and finish. He would be taking his time, and only when both of them were
begging for release would he take them over the edge.
“I can live with that.” He
moved down to stroke her neck then down farther still to take each of her
breasts into his palm. Tiny fingered the hard buds feeling the answering ripple
in her cunt. Leaning down he took one between his lips and sucked hard, biting
down into her flesh. He wasn’t hard enough to draw blood, but he was hard
enough to make her squirm on his desk.
Every time he sat at this
desk he would remember everything about her. He would remember the way she
smelled, her taste, and how she looked when he fucked her.
“Lean back,” he said,
pulling away until they were only connected by his dick inside her.
She leaned back on his desk,
pushing more of his crap onto the floor. It was the best place for all of his
shit. He’d pick them up later or get one of his men to put the desk to rights.
Staring down he saw the base
of his cock, and her pussy lips were opened around his shaft. Her clit was
peeking out, begging him to touch it.
Licking his thumb, he
pressed it to her clit. He didn’t move but watched her response.
Her arousal flooded his
shaft.
“You’re mine, Eva. You’ll
always be mine, and you were mine from the first moment you walked into my
house and my fucking life.” He gently stroked her clit. His actions showed he
wasn’t in a rush to end their moment together.
“Stop torturing me,” she
said, breathlessly.
He wasn’t done with what he
had planned. “This is my show, baby. You’ll get what I’m going to fucking give
you.”
Slowly, he caressed her
clit, feeling every ripple and pulse around his dick. Her cunt was wet and
snug. He wasn’t ready to leave her or for this to end. No one needed him
outside this room.
For a few minutes he could
have what he’d wanted for a long time, Eva underneath him, submitting to him.
Being buried inside her
helped him to forget everything he’d done to her in the years they’d known each
other. Yes, he’d hurt her and been horrid to her. Everything fell away as he
stroked her clit, feeling her tighten around him.
****
Tiny was going to torture
her until nothing remained of her. Eva was sure of it as he slowly, ever so
slowly, caressed her clit. This was nothing like their time in Vegas. This was
no rushed fucking or quick release. Tiny was taking his time making her feel
everything he wanted her to feel.
Growing in frustration, she
glared at him. “You’re not being fair.”
One of his hands slapped her
thigh. The tap burned, but it wasn’t painful.
“Does my baby need to come?”
he asked, teasing her.
“You know I do. Stop teasing
me.”
“I’ve had Vegas hanging over
my head, baby. You told all the boys how bad I was. It was the first time I saw
the real fire burning within you. This is my chance to prove to you Vegas was a fucking fluke. I