“Are you going to untie my hands,” I stutter as his lips trace down the side of my neck.
“No.” He grins as his fingers hook in the strings of my thong and he pulls them down. “Because I want you to concentrate on only me and how I’m going to make you feel.”
“But I want to touch you.” My words come out more like a beg as I scoot back on his desk.
“Maybe this is to also protect me because you were pretty feisty last night. I have the scratch marks on my back to prove it.”
“Whoops.” I did get a little carried away last night, but he felt so good.
He pushes the fabric of my panties to his nose and inhales as he smiles wickedly at me. “Mmmm, amazing. No wonder I’m addicted.”
“You have me tied up and you’re being sweet?”
“You don’t like sweet?” He undoes his belt and pulls it through the loops, while his eyes never leave mine. The leather belt falls to the carpet with a light thud, his eyes darken with every passing second. “So?”
“I do, but.” I bite my lip, words lost as he undoes the button on his slacks, revealing his gray boxers and the sexy ‘v’ I want nothing more than to run my tongue over.
“But what?”
"Hmmm," I mutter, watching as Liam slips his pants down his legs along with his boxers, his heavy erection springing free. My mouth waters, admiring his perfect cock, and my pussy throbs remembering how good he made me feel last night.
“Look at you, salivating for my cock.”
Yes, there’s his dirty mouth. That’s what I need right now.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I playfully deny and wet my lips hungrily as he removes his button down.
He grabs my legs and yanks me to the edge of the desk, spreading my legs further apart. “Just admit you want my cock.”
“If I don’t?”
He grips his hand around my neck, at the same time taking his cock in his hand and running it along my slit, teasing me. I moan and thrust forward, wanting all of him. “See you want it. You don’t even know how to be patient. Now watch me as I fill your tight little pussy.” He tilts my head down so I can see. “Fuck, your juices are coating my dick and I’m not even inside you yet,” he groans as he slowly sinks into me and there’s something erotic, watching as his dick disappears inside of me, stretching me, and making me feel so full. “Look how perfect we fit together.” He slowly moves in and out of me.
Shit, we are perfect.
But I want to see him, watch his face as he enjoys me.
My eyes dart up to his face, wanting to watch him as he fucks me, watch his face as he enjoys me. I want nothing more than to run my hands through his hair or run my nails down his back as I absorb him filling me, but instead I lean in to kiss the outline of his scruffy, slacked jaw while sucking his cock into me further.
“You’re not watching like I told you,” he grumbles, his dark lustful eyes meeting mine and he thrusts into me hard. Causing me to scoot back across the desk with a squeak.
“I was watching you,” I cry out as he slams into me again and I fall back onto my tied hands.
“I want to take this really slow with you.” He leans in and kisses me ever so lightly. His dick slides in and out of me ever so slowly from the tip to the base, making my toes tingle every time he fills me. “I want you to absorb everything, so you know just how I feel about you.” He lifts my chin, his brown eyes blazing, and I swear I got wetter. I’m not sure how he does this to me, but he does. “So, you know that I only want you and more of you.”
“Fuck.” I swear I could come on his words alone. I wrap my legs around him, needing to pull him in tighter, and my pussy clenches around his dick.
“Your pussy has a death grip on my cock baby,” he groans. “Fuck. You're so close, Red. I want to see you come around me.”
His thumb circles my swollen clit and he demands for me to watch him as he touches me. “I can't.”
“Yes, you can. Watch me,” he growls as he makes slow, long thrusts into me that I think might be the death of me.
I shake my head. I can't. I'm digging my heels into his back. My breathing has grown heavy, my vision fuzzy.
“Ahhh, Liam,” I moan and throw my head back, as my whole body shudders from the intensity of my orgasm.
“That's right, Red, come all over my cock,” he mutters, as he grabs the back of my neck, pulling me to him. Our lips mesh together and he kisses me eagerly, passionately, trying to steal my last breath as I try to come back to reality.
“I need…” I pant, breaking away from his intense kiss, my body still trembling from the long strokes he's making.
“What do you need, Red?” Liam presses his lips to my forehead.
“You.” More.
“You have me.” He tangles his hand in my hair, tilting my head up, and sucks hard on my neck. I moan happily as he finds the sensitive spot by
