My dick grows instantly hard, pressing against the fly of my jeans.
Not caring if Loretta sees or not, I reach across Kit, grab her hand, and plant it on my erection. Another one of those gasps fills the air, and Loretta laughs. Thankfully, Kit doesn’t pull away and forms her fingers around my girth the best she can.
“Office?” I prompt again, using her hand to jack my cock over the denim.
Licking her bottom lip, staring wide-eyed at what she’s doing to me, Kit offers a fraction of a nod.
Hell yeah.
Bolting off the couch, I yank her up alongside me and hotfoot it outta the common room to my office on the other side of the clubhouse. In front of the closed steel door, I place Kit’s hand on my dick to give her something to do as I fish my key outta my pocket and unlock the door inrecord time. Within seconds, I’ve got her pants around her ankles, that bare ass on the top of my desk, and me kneeling on the ground, stuffing my face full of beautiful fuckin’ cunt. Juicy and ready for me cunt. Perfect cunt.Mycunt.
Kit rests her feet on my shoulders and a palm on my bald head as her other hand holds her upright on my desk next to my computer. What do I do? I gorge. Eyes falling closed on a moan, I lose myself in my favorite dish. Licking and eating it like it’s my last meal. She quakes in pleasure. A cacophony of broken ecstasy pours from her lips. Needing to be right there with Kit, I pull out my dick and jack myself in time with her chorus.
When Kit squirts, making a mess of my face, I lap it up and dive in for more, not giving a damn the front of my shirt is soaked, and my beard needs a bath.
“Erik!” she gasps, voice raw.
“Hmmm?” I mumble into her pussy and circle my tongue around her entrance, then back up to her clit where I give it a long suck into my mouth. Nails bite into my skull. I grunt from the pain, and my nuts draw up, ready to unload.
“Erik?!” she tries again.
“Hmmm?” My tongue slides back down to her hole, where I spear it, fucking her on my tongue.
“Give me your cock,” she begs. “Please. Fuck me.”
Nope.
That wasn’t the deal.
We did that in the shower this morning before I came to the clubhouse to work, and she started teaching her online college class. It was hot and quick. She still tastes of my cum.
Grunting “nope” into her pussy, I bathe in Kit’s essence, my heart pounding a million miles an hour as I fuck myfist in time with my ministrations. Kit doesn’t argue. She succumbs to the onslaught as she shakes through a second climax. I latch onto her clit to make it better. To wring her fuckin’ dry.
“Erik!” Kit screams, grabbing my head with both hands, nails biting into flesh, body bowing, as she smashes my face to her cunt, stealing my ability to draw breath.
I fuckin’ lose it.
Nuts throbbing, thighs tightening, cum rockets outta my prick, painting the floor, my fist, and my desk. Everything turns right-side up and upside down as I growl like a fuckin’ animal through the endless torrent of hedonism. The darkness beckons. My skin prickles.
I gasp for air and get nothing more than the taste of her flooding my mouth.
It’s heaven.
It’s Hell.
It’s her.
When Kit finally releases me, I collapse onto my ass and sag against the door.
A beat later, she’s right there with me, kneeling between my parted legs, her warm palms cupping my jaw.
“Erik.” Kit forces me to look at her.
I blink at the most beautiful creature.
“Erik.”
Limbs loose and heavy all at the same time, a lazy, sated smile curves at the corner of my mouth, or at least I think it does.
