Page 34 of Devil's Queen
How long has it been for her that she’s so responsive to me? I shake the thought out of my mind. Any other man who came before me doesn’t matter now.
My finger delves between the delicate lace, finding the entrance to her core. I can feel the dampness seeping from her. With a gentleness born from want, I brush her clit with my thumb, causing her to moan softly.
“Shit,” she hisses through clenched teeth.
The sound of her voice ignites a fire within me, a hunger that has been burning for so long finally beginning to be sated.
“I’ve dreamed of you making that fucking sound for eight years. Dreamed of you screaming my name with my cock buried in your tight cunt.”
I slip two fingers inside her wet slit. The flesh squeezes them tightly. I watch as her head tips back. Another moan escapes her lips as I thrust them deeper inside her, a moan that is cut off when my mouth descends on her pussy.
The scent of her arousal fills my nostrils, a heady mix of lust and desire that intoxicates me. My hands trace the delicate fabric that is a barrier between us, and with one movement, I rip away the crouch, giving me full access.
“I’ll buy you new ones,” I mutter before I press my lips against her damp folds, feeling the slick skin against my lips as I begin to kiss and lick her gently. Her body trembles beneath me, her breaths coming out in soft gasps.
I delve my tongue deeper, taking her clit into my mouth and sucking lightly. Her hips thrust upward, meeting my mouth, and I can feel her muscles clenching around my fingers.
“Fuck,” she cries out when I lay a gentle bite against her clit. She draws her thighs closer, squeezing my head between them like a vice. My fingers dig into her ass as I draw her closer. Rem pushes herself forward, fucking my face with her pussy as I devour her like a fucking buffet. Her body’s tremble tells me she’s close, but as much as I want to feel her cum against my tongue, my cock has other plans.
“I want to be inside you so bad,” I whisper against her skin, my lips brushing against the inside of her thigh. “I need to feel you, Rem.”
Her response is a soft whimper, her body arching even more into my touch. My tongue returns to her clit, teasing and stroking it until she’s writhing beneath me.
“Fuck me, please.”
The words are barely audible, but her eyes meet mine, her pleading gaze sealing the deal.
With one swift movement, I push up from the floor, pulling her from her chair with me. Her ass hits the top of her desk as I settle between her thighs. My cock throbs at how close her dripping cunt is to me after all these years. Her hands fall to my belt, unbuckling it quickly, then tremble as they move my fly’s zipper.
Our eyes lock as she tugs my pants down, revealing my erect cock, hard and hungry for her warmth. She strokes it gently, her hands trembling with anticipation. She moans softly, her desire for me apparent in her every breath. I kick off my boots, shove my jeans off my legs, and throw them behind us. Rem grips my cock in long, hard strokes. Her hands tremble when she finds the hardware on the underside of my cock.
“This is, um, new.”
“Jacob’s ladder. Hurt like a son of a bitch, but I’m told the pain is worth the pleasure.”
“You haven’t?” Her eyebrow arches.
“Not in a while, Rem.” I trace her lips with my thumb, feeling the moisture from her arousal. “Letting someone close hasn’t been easy since you.”
“But Birdie?” she protests.
“One-night stand.” I’d been drunk off my ass when I took that bitch to my bed. It had been a mistake—one that had changed the trajectory of my life going forward. I shake the memory out of my head. “I don’t want to think about that. You’re the only thing on my mind. Tell me you’re ready, Rem,” I whisper, my voice filled with need.
“Yes,” she gasps, her eyes never leaving mine.
“Fuck. I don’t have a condom,” I growl when I realize I didn’t come prepared. The thought of this ending before we even begin because of a fucking rookie move is enough to kill me where I stand. I’m so close to reclaiming her, and I have fucked this up before we even get started. “Please fucking tell me you have one.”
“I have an IUD,” she tells me.
“You sure?”
Rem spins around, pressing her body against her desk. Her delicious ass propped up into the air in from of me. Her answer is clear. With a powerful thrust, I enter her, feeling her tightness around my cock. It’s like a glove made specifically for me, and I can’t help but groan in pleasure. Rem moans loudly, her head thrown back as I begin to fuck her savagely. Pictures on her desk begin to fall over, the sound not even registering in my brain.
I dig my fingers into her soft flesh, marveling at how perfect she feels around me.
“I’ve missed the way you feel wrapped around my cock, Rem. Being inside you is like coming home again.”
Her breasts jiggle as I pound into her from behind, and my free hand caresses one of them, pinching the nipple gently. The sound of our bodies slapping together fills the room as I slam into her over and over. She meets my thrusts eagerly, her hips matching the rhythm of my cock.