down, letting her
fingernails scrape over his sac.
Viv had him right where she wanted him—in the palm of her
hand.
“Christ almighty,” he growled through clenched teeth.
“I want to taste you.” She shoved his slacks down until they
dropped around his ankles. Viv stooped in front of him and rested her back
against the table. “All of you.”
“Goddamn, baby.”
Her tongue darted out, touched the tip of his penis. So good .
She needed more.
Squeezing his buttocks in her hands, she encompassed the wet
tip with her lips and sucked hard. Pulling back, she blew warm air across the
head and watched a drop of cum slip from the tiny slit peeping at her. That’s what she wanted, a taste of Alek, his essence. Lord, he was sweet.
Using her hand, Viv pushed his cock up into his belly, ran
her tongue down the tender underside and nibbled on his balls. Pulling one then
the other in her mouth, she sucked until she was satisfied. She was so tempted
to take a nip out of him, draw blood, really taste all of him.
One hand tugged his hips forward, bringing his thickness
back to her lips. She took just the head in her mouth. Working the skin back
and forth with her fingers, she used her tongue skillfully, wrapping it around
his cock. She took him as far down her throat as she could. Slow and deep. Over
and over.
“Please,” he whispered as his hands tangled in her hair.
Her tongue played along his shaft. “Please what?”
“Let me make love to you.”
“I’m not done yet.”
Taking him back in her mouth, Viv laved up and down his
length, swallowing more of his cock each time. She used one hand to control how
deep he went, the other still clutched his butt. Gripping her by the hair, Alek
found his rhythm and began to pump in and out of her mouth. She gently scraped
her teeth across the crown each time it reached her lips.
“Aww, hell… I’m gonna come.” He went up on his toes,
squeezed his ass cheeks together hard as he pushed deep in her mouth. She
worked faster, sucked more, waiting for his orgasm, waiting for him to fill her
mouth. “Harder, baby, suck it harder,” he yelled.
Viv did and each time he pulled out she used the hand on his
butt to bring him back in. Her tongue stroked the underside and her lips smacked
against her other hand, circling the base of his cock. She pulled and sucked as
hard as she could.
“It’s yours, honey,” he bellowed, shortening his jabs
between her lips. “Now, Viv, oh sweet Jesus.” He spurted a stream of warm cum
into her mouth, down her throat.
She suckled until he settled back on his heels then she
lapped furiously at the tip, cleaning and taking every drop.
Finished, she grabbed his slacks and, pulling them up, stood
on wobbly legs. She straightened her short dress and walked to the chair to
retrieve his shirt. Returning, she drew it over his head while he leaned
against the table, breathing hard. She tucked it back in his pants, zipped them
up, pushed the button through the hole and buckled his belt.
“Now I’m done. And I’m starved.” Planting a tiny kiss on his
lips, she twirled around and walked out the door he’d left open.
“Shit.” He scrambled to catch her.
She sashayed down the hall. “Keep up, cat, or I’ll leave you
here.”
Chapter Six
Had Case been right? Viv said nothing about what she had
read in his mind. Her injury had been bad, perhaps she’d forgotten.
Alek didn’t believe that for one second.
Following her down the long hallway was pure torture. His
cock was swollen again and damn he wanted to be inside her pussy. She swung her
ass in front of him without a care in the world. Maybe…
“Are we traveling the same way? My dress might blow up.” She
giggled, a tinkling, happy sound that reached right into his chest, ripped his
heart out and dashed it against the wall.
He had to know if she could love him, damaged as he was.
“I can handle dematerializing with someone as tiny as you.”
She came to a dead stop. It
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