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4
“Oh, fuck! Yeah, please, Parson, eat me, just like that!” Dontae gasped, anchoring her feet on his shoulders, her hips lifted to press harder against his hungry mouth. While she may have imagined this a million times or more over the last three years, the reality was so far beyond her fantasies it wasn’t even funny.
Everything about this was insane. They could so easily get caught and be out of a job. Not more than thirty minutes ago, she'd been convinced Parson would never be anything more than fodder for her naughty journals. If this was what he did after finding the one on her desk, what would he do if he found out there had been two others filled from cover to cover with dirty little thoughts she’d had about him? Perhaps this moment had been inevitable since the second she had started writing about him. Intense attraction had a way of coming out. She'd been oh so blind not to see she wasn't the only one suffering from unrequited lust.
“So sweet, so good,” Parson murmured against her sensitive flesh, the vibrations of his deep voice shooting into her core.
“Oh, shit!”
The first orgasm knocked the breath from her lungs, leaving her unable to scream, unable to even groan. Her legs shook, her nipples so hard she swore they might cut through the fabric of her bra.
“That was so beautiful, baby,” he whispered, kissing his way up her body. On his feet once more, he bit down on the tender spot between her neck and her shoulder, sucking the small hurt away. His hands cupped her breasts once more, pushing the bra under the round mounds before lowering his mouth and engulfing one in his mouth while his fingers pulled at the other.
Dontae thought she would surely die. His mouth sucked hard, yet he managed to circle his tongue around her nipple as he sucked. Her legs opened wider as his hand slid between them, his fingers entering her and curving upward, hitting her g-spot as if he had always known right where it was. The second orgasm was immediate, making her so wet and ready she was half a second from climbing him as he stood.
“Parson, please!” She begged, she pleaded. “If you don’t fuck me I will hurt you!” Yeah, she would threaten to. Fuck shy, she needed him.
“Hold on, baby, I’ll give you what you need.”
The forceful plunge knocked the breath out of her lungs. Oh God, she had never imagined he would be that thick, that long. The slow drag of his retreat brushed against every nerve centered in her core. She saw stars before her eyes as he slammed inside of her again, buried to the hilt inside her aching pussy. He stretched her to the point of pain, making her so full she was sure she could feel him in her throat. Oh God, it hurt so good.
“Is this what you wanted?” Parson demanded in a low growl.
How the hell could he speak? Dontae certainly couldn’t. All she could do was nod. Hell yeah this was what she wanted, and so much more. “You are mine, Dontae. Mine. In every fucking way. I want it all. I want your secrets, your fantasies. You come to me and only me and I will make them come true.”
She was going to come. He had barely been inside her for a few minutes and she was already half out of her mind.
“Yes, yes, yes! Yours. I swear.” She would agree to just about anything, just as long as he finished what he started.
Only suddenly he stopped. Not moving, Parson gripped her hard close to him, not allowing her to move either.
“I’m not kidding, Dontae. These aren’t empty words said in the heat of passion.” Dontae couldn’t look away. His hazel gaze held her completely captive. “We will go through every scenario in that damn book of yours and perform each and every one. When we’re done, we’ll do it all over again, unless you have others?”
His brow arched like he already knew the answer. Holy crap, he was serious. She swallowed, nodded and tried like hell not to squirm. But his cock was literally pulsating inside her. So