Page 96 of Wild Thing
He kissed me as his fingers worked me into a frenzy. I felt my coreburning, burning, burning,that beautiful feeling of climax building.
I pulled away from our kiss.
“Get on your knees.” I demanded.
He did what I asked and dropped to his knees before me.
The sight of my six foot three tattooed viking kneeling between my legs had me quivering. He was a servant, with me his queen.
He lowered his mouth to me, joining his fingers in making my pussy feel like the most sacred place on earth.
He licked me with long, firm strokes, while he finger fucked me at the same time. I whimpered in response.
Brax knew exactly what to do and where to focus. Most men find the wrong place, or no place at all, but not Brax. He knewmy body so well. His cheeks grazed my thighs as he feasted on me.
I ran my hands through his hair, then gripped his head tightly, pushing it into me. I was teetering on the edge of an orgasm, my body almost thrashing underneath his touch.
My breath shortened as I cried out, completely and utterly submitting, melting onto his face as I rode the powerful wave of climax.
Higher, higher, higher I went until I was falling, falling, falling through a thousand different worlds as I came.
Removing his mouth and fingers from between my legs, I could see my slickness all over his lips. He sucked on his fingers, licking them clean.
I had a feeling we were just getting started.
“Do you want me to fuck you?”
I did. I wanted to be fucked into tomorrow.
But I could barely breathe or form a thought, let alone speak.
“I said,” he repeated, his voice low and rough. He grabbed both my legs, and pulled me towards him. The table rumbled underneath the force. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
I answered him by unfastening the button on his shorts, his hard cock clearly outlined beneath the fabric. I was ready to take all of him right there and then in the construction zone. Fuck health and safety.
“Say it, or I’m not going to be gentle. I’ll be hard, rough and rain down hell on your pussy,” he said darkly.
I wanted an unleashed Brax, not holding back. “Promise?” I whimpered.
Just as he pushed his cock inside me, we heard the double doors downstairs open.
Our eyes snapped to each other. Frozen, we looked at each other for a few moments.
"No one else is supposed to be here." I whispered.
The panic set in as we realized whoever it was, was walking towards the stairs that lead up to the mezzanine.
Towards us.
Brax swore under his breath, sliding out of me. “You’ve got to befuckingkidding me.”
We moved at the speed of light to re-dress me, pulling up my thong, re-clasping my bra and buttoning up my blouse.
The footsteps got closer and closer as whoever it was walked up the stairs.
I thought maybe it was Greg coming back to check on me. We were so screwed if that was the case.
Brax’s erection was bulging against his pants, so I chucked him my handbag so he could cover himself.
