Damien
When I felt that shiver run down Hailey’s spine, the monster inside me roared to life. It clawed at my restraint, demanding release, as though I’d been starved for an eternity, and she was the most delectable feast laid out before me. God, she was delicious-from her sweet little cunt and mouth to the curve of her delicate neck, her soft, pink lips, and even the faint scent of her breath. Everything about her screamed innocence, purity, and fragility.
She was mine to break. Mine to fuck. Mine to own. Mine to devour.
And yet, as she knelt between my legs, she looked like a goddess, untouchable and radiant. No matter how much darkness surrounded her, Hailey shone-a masterpiece that not even my darkest desires could tarnish.
“I’m… not afraid,” she whispered, her doe-like eyes locking with mine. Her voice trembled, but there was a quiet resolve in her gaze, one that sent a jolt of primal heat straight through me.
Her words tempted me-no, dared me. My mind filled with visions. I wanted to rip her clothes off, bend her over this desk, and take her cunt so ruthlessly that she’d be ruined for every other man out there. I wanted to mark her as mine until there was no doubt in anyone’s mind, not even hers. But a part of me hesitated, knowing she was a virgin.
I’d known from the first moment I saw her. It wasn’t hard to tell. Normally, I avoided them-too clingy, too complicated-but with Hailey, I didn’t care. Hell, I might even find her clinginess endearing, just like the sweetness of her breathless whispers and the intoxicating taste of her cunt on my tongue.
“So, you mean to say that if I take this pretty little mouth of yours and make you gag until tears spill down your cheeks, you won’t be afraid?” I asked, brushing her lips with mine, testing her limits.
Her breath hitched, and for a moment, she hesitated. Then she bit her bottom lip.
That was it. That hesitation. That nervous energy. That reminder that she was completely at my mercy.
“I want you to enjoy it,” she murmured, her soft, vulnerable voice cutting through my haze of lust.
Her words stopped me in my tracks, an unexpected pang hitting my chest. The idea that she might endure pain just to please me sent an unfamiliar, unwelcome feeling crawling through me.
Jaw tightening, I swallowed the lump in my throat. For a moment, I wanted to forget the fact how her silky smooth voice has gripped around the base of my shaft and sent the heat throughout my body, and walk away. But then again, I couldn’t, especially because of how she looked at me.
“Stroke it with your hands, Hailey,” I ran my tongue over my lip, dryly.
Her small hand wrapped around me, and the first gentle stroke was enough to make my heart race like a damn teenager’s. I’d had my fair share-no, more than my fair share-of women. God I couldn’t even finish counting how many mouths I have fucked till now. Yet nothing, not a single one of them, had ever made me feel this way-Like this woman sitting between my legs did.
Before I could issue another instruction, her tongue flicked across my tip, sending a lance of fire shooting through my body. Residual heat tightened my stomach and clenched my jaw. My head fell back against the chair as I fought to stifle a groan by clenching my teeth. She was licking my dick like a fucking lollipop.
“Where did you learn this?” I demanded, my voice rougher than intended. The thought of her doing this to someone else made my blood boil.
Her cheeks turned a deep shade of pink as she whispered, “I’ve… watched a few videos.”
Videos. My lips twitched in amusement, the jealousy easing slightly. “Did you plan on doing this to someone else?”
She flinched as my hand tightened on her head, guiding her to meet my gaze.
“No,” she said softly, her voice trembling. “I was just curious.”
Relief swept over me like a tidal wave. She wasn’t lying-I could see it in her eyes. They were like windows to her soul, revealing her naivety, her honesty, her fragility.
It was a dangerous world out there and she was too innocent for that. Or else, how would have she ended up between my legs?
“You just saved someone’s life,” I muttered.
A small giggle slipped from her lips at my words, the sound soft and intoxicating, making my heart beat faster. Then, with a delicate tilt of her head, she dipped down and let her tongue glide over my shaft. A sharp groan caught in my throat-I stifled it, knowing full well that if I let it out, I’d demand she gag on me until she couldn’t take it anymore.
She looked like an angel sucking my dick. So pure. So fucking divine. Mine to destroy.
As moments passed, she grew bolder, her touches more assured, torturing me with slow, deliberate licks and the warmth of her lips as she teased me. My body ached, every nerve strung tight. Then, her gaze lifted to meet mine, and she asked, “Are you sure you’re liking it?”
God, her and her doubts.
She could do this all day, and I’d let her. Hell, I’d beg her. Her mouth was heaven itself.
I brushed her hair back, letting my fingers linger in her silky strands. “Take me in your mouth and suck, Bunny,” I demanded, my voice low and commanding.
Her eyes didn’t waver as she obeyed, wrapping her lips around me and sliding down a few inches. The sensation was enough to make my vision blur. I fisted her hair tighter, guiding her head in a slow rhythm. Up. Down. Up. My chest heaved, but then she let out a small hum against my cock, her thighs pressing together, and it hit me-she was getting turned on.
All wires inside of me snapped.
“Deeper, Bunny,” I growled harshly, and once again, she obeyed.
She gagged slightly as she took more of me, her throat flexing. The heat in my veins turned molten, the fire licking through my skin threatening to consume me. I’d never felt this close, this fast. Hailey was undoing me, piece by piece.
Then she took control, her movements deliberate and sure. She paused, inhaled, and relaxed before sliding her lips down, taking me all the way in. Every last inch.
“Fuck, Bunny,” I groaned, the sound raw and guttural. “This mouth is going to be the death of me.”
She pulled back for air, her lips swollen, her eyes glassy with unshed tears, and licked a trail up my shaft before swallowing me whole again. Her throat constricted, and her hand joined in, stroking in rhythm with her lips. I clenched my fists, my body tightening, heart hammering in my chest.
And then, with one final, mind-numbing suck, I was done.
The release hit me like a tidal wave, the heat exploding from me as I came deep inside her throat. My vision blurred, a buzzing sound filling my ears as I struggled to catch my breath. She slowly pulled back, her lips glistening, and swallowed every drop, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
God, the way she looked-tear-streaked, flushed, utterly wrecked-set every cell in my body on fire.
Unable to resist, I grabbed her and lifted her onto the desk. She gasped, her eyes wide, but I didn’t hesitate. I slammed my lips to hers, tasting her, needing more. Her hands gripped my shoulders, her body trembling against mine.
The need to claim her overwhelmed me, and I pushed her shirt off, tossing it into the corner, followed by her bra. Her body was a vision, every inch of her perfection. Her cheeks reddened further, those streaks of tears only enhancing her beauty.
“I’ve never been afraid, Hailey,” I rasped, the words spilling out before I could stop them. “But I think you’ll be my ruin.”
With that, I took her nipple into my mouth, savoring the way her back arched, her fingers tangling in my hair, and her legs wrapped tightly around my waist.
But just as I was ready to lose myself in her again, a sharp sound shattered the heat of the moment.
The door handle turned.
Her eyes flew open, panic written across her face.
Realization hit me like a jolt, and I moved quickly, grabbing my suit jacket and wrapping it around her bare shoulders. “It’s okay,” I whispered, my voice steady as I tried to reassure her.
The door swung open, revealing a face I had no desire to see.