My eyes widened when he pulled away.
The kiss was brief and surprising. It was so unexpected, I sat there wondering what had gotten into him.
My mind replayed when he said he didn’t do kisses. What changed all of a sudden?
"You taste like sugar." He comnted after minutes of awkward silence.
I almost rolled my eyes and said, "Duh."
Of course I tasted like sugar. He had just fed a cookie before putting his lips on mine.
"Co here." He rasped out.
Like an obedient kid, I got on my feet and sat on his thigh as he gestured for to.
I felt him sniff my neck like I was a al he wanted to devour.
His fingers wrapped themselves around my throat. It wasn’t a tight hold but I felt choked nonetheless.
Then steadily, he pushed down the strap of my little dress and licked my shoulder. Then he went back to kissing my neck.
I moaned, grinding him slowly. I could feel his arousal. It was bulging so hard, it felt like it would jump out at any minute.
My panties were soaking wet by the ti I grinded him for a few minutes. I was moaning at intervals as he sucked on my neck and played with my nipples.
My hands trailed to his cock and I unzipped his pants.
I didn’t wait for his command before going on my knees and taking it in my mouth. I gagged and sucked on it like my life depended on it, feeling the satisfaction of hearing him moan slightly.
When he was close to his release. He stopped and pulled back to his laps.
Once again, he kissed briefly before going back to sucking and squeezing on my boobs at intervals. He pushed one of my fingers to my clit and made rub on it as I moaned loudly.
"The door isn’t locked. What if soone cos in?" I said trying to keep my senses intact.
It would be too embarrassing for anyone to walk in on us like that.
"I don’t care." He growled and continued his sweet torture on my nipples.
Of course he didn’t care. He was Jace Romano.
Shifting my panty to the side, he slid into and I gasped. With his hands on either side of , he made bounce on him repeatedly. I was practically screaming as he kept hitting my g-spot.
I wrapped my hands around his neck as I bounced. He was looking into my eyes and I trying my best to look into his as I kept going.
He made turn around and soon I was in reverse cow girl position, riding him like with everything I could. I held my hair up with both hands as I did.
He spanked my ass cheeks repeatedly, egging on.
"Oh god I’m going to cum," I let out breathlessly.
That was when bent over the desk and ramd into repeatedly, pinning my head to the table as I grabbed onto one of the edges.
The sounds that ca out of my throat felt foreign even to . I felt like a slut every ti he fucked .
"Don’t stop!" I scread with all my might.
And he didn’t. He went harder in fact.
All that filled his office were my moans in the mont and the constant slapping sounds of his skin against mine.
I had the most earth shattering orgasm. He ca shortly after, pouring everything inside . I felt full. When he pulled out, I realized that I could not stand on my own feet so he carried , into his private bathroom and helped clean up.
He washed my thighs gently, teasing my folds. I moaned a few tis as he did that.
I wanted to kiss him again but I did not know how he would react so I thought against it.
"I love it when you scream like that." He said, breaking into the awkward silence minutes later.
"Really?"
"I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t an it, Mira."
I nodded. Not sure if it was a good idea to tell him that my ex boyfriend never made enjoy sex well enough to scream like that. And even when I faked it to make him do better, it pissed him off.
Sex was different with Jace. Maybe rough sotis but it was passionate and left wanting more even when the circumstances weren’t the best.
No wonder Caterina wanted him back. She probably still did.
A part of still wondered if I pleased him enough in the bedroom. Or if he was going to dump at so point when I no longer fit into his sexual fantasies.
My legs were still shaky as helped get on my feet and led back into his office.
I tried to head for the door. Since he was done with so it was best for to leave.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
I stood and pointed my thumb towards the door. "Back to the bedroom."
"I didn’t ask you to leave." He said, gesturing back at the seat I first sat on when I got in here.
Hesitantly, I got there and sat in front of him yet again as I began to wonder.
How did he not feel awkward after all of that steamy action? I half expected him to show a bit of post nut clarity and want out of his sight until he wanted again. But no. Surprisingly, Jace wanted to stay.
We didn’t say much to each other as we ate the cookies I baked and I drank the glass of milk which had gone cold while he drank his black coffee. The silence wasn’t awkward this ti. It was comfortable.
Maybe, just maybe we were on to sothing here but I would not get ahead of myself. He was unpredictable and I had to be ready for anything with him.
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