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wear clothes, I wasn't fussy about them.
    But this was the first time he'd worried about something he'd do staining my clothes. I took off the jacket and placed it in his extended hand. Then my hands went to the collar of my black, silk shirt.
    "Come here." He patted his lap.
    Licking my lips, my stomach getting a little fluttery, I climbed up into his lap.
    "Relax." He positioned me so I was on my side, facing him, my legs over one arm of the chair, my head rested on the other. "This will only hurt for a second."
    Before I could ask why, his lips drifted over my throat. He laid soft kisses over my pulse, opened his mouth, increased the pressure. A slight piercing pain and then . . .
    then . . . .
    I couldn't describe the sensation. The only thing that came to mind was having him sucking on my clit as he had days before. As the suctions increased, I became a liquid thing, oil under a spark, flaring, rippling spreading. I writhed and gasped and clung to him, my hand delving into his hair as his tongue prodded my flesh. I tightened my grip when he tried to draw away, whispering wordless protests. Moisture spilled slick between my thighs, and I suddenly, desperately needed him there, deep inside me.
    "No, Nicole." Vince pushed my hands down to my sides and pulled me up, cradling me, ignoring my struggles. "You'll resent me if I take advantage of you now.
    Just give yourself a—"
    Shaking my head, I wiggled away from him and dropped to my knees. Fumbled with his zipper. He was already hard. If I could convince him to forget being all noble maybe he would—his dick filled my hands, and I slipped my lips over the hot, swollen head.
    "Sweetie . . . oh yes." His hands gripped the arms of the chair as I circled his dick with my tongue. "Yes. Do that a little longer, and I will forget."
    Working his dick with my hands and mouth, I sucked and bobbed my head, slowing to use my tongue and gauge his responses. As I lapped up the smooth underside of him I tasted precum.
    "I'm close." He let out a little growl and touched my cheek. "This one time, I will give you the choice. Stop and let me fuck you, or continue and I will come in your mouth and return the favor."
    No choice necessary. I continued, needing to see him come apart, needing the power he was giving me. As he tensed up, I took him deep in my throat, swallowing, increasing the pressure to savor his twitching. He tugged my hair when I grazed him with my teeth, and I released him.
    "My turn." He stood and swooped me up, then carried me across the room and dropped me on Cyrus' desk. Throwing my legs over his shoulders, he bowed between my thighs and bit me right through my panties. Bit me .
    My hips rocked up and down as pleasure erupted. I'd just reached the first climax when he tore my panties and then dipped his fingers inside me. I screamed as he brought me up and over, again and again, using his tongue and teeth on my clit, plunging his fingers into me, deeper and deeper until I could feel all his knuckles straining against me.
    Another fierce blast of heat and I collapsed onto the desk, utterly drained. He withdrew his fingers, licked them clean, and then delicately cleaned me with his tongue until I whimpered, so sensitive even the gentle touch was painful.
    "Vince." I giggled when he set his teeth into one of my outer lips and gently tugged. "Ah! Please, I can't take anymore!"
    Giving me a lazy smile, he propped himself up on his elbows and rested his chin on my bunched-up skirt, just above my stomach. "We'll have to work on your endurance then."
    "I don't think I'll ever get used to what you can do with your mouth." I worried my bottom lip with my teeth. My mind was trying to make sense of what he'd done.
    "You bit me."
    A cold laugh came from the doorway. "Twice."
    Cyrus. I clamped my legs shut as Vince straightened and stood in front of me.
    Standing, I hooked my fingers to the back of Vince's belt to let him know I really wanted him to stay where he was. He didn't