There‘s a darkness inside me that I struggle to control, constantly bubbling below the surface. In previous romantic relationships, I am all or nothing, which means my love burns hot. Some can’t cope with that, as I’ve learnt the hard way. This is why I’ve stayed away from any form of romantic relationship for the last five years. I thought that kind of love wasn’t meant for someone like me.
Then I met Holly. She calms the darkness within and makes me want to be a better man. I tried to keep a respectful distance but I keep being drawn closer. The fact that Bear is interested in her is a sticking point, but it’s me she’s here with now. It’s me she wants.
We finally make it to the ‘Staff only’ door that leads to my office and I push through it with far more force than necessary. I just need to get into that room and feel her lips against mine. Punching in the code to the office, I push through the door and pull her through behind me. Her giggle helps ease some of my tension, reminding me that this is real, not a dream.
The door swings shut and I’m on her, pushing up against the wall and swallowing her gasp of surprise. It seems our activities in the VIP booth have released something in her and she eagerly reciprocates my kisses, her hands roaming my body. A trail of fire is left behind wherever she touches, even through my clothes, the burn oh so sweet. I want it to consume me. Caging her in with my body, hands braced either side on the wall, I deepen my kisses, her taste on my tongue making me want more.
Her hand presses against my stomach, the T-shirt risen enough for her to touch bare flesh and I can’t help my groan. Her touch is a brand, one I am desperate to feel more of.
“Go to the desk,” she orders into our kiss, somehow managing to sound demanding while pressed up against a wall. “Sit down.”
If I believed in a god, then I would be singing his praises right now. Who knew that Holly possessed this side to her? I am over the fucking moon and feel like skipping over to the chair, but of course, I can’t make it too easy for her.
I pull back enough to smirk at her. “Since is this my office, shouldn’t I be the one giving the orders?”
The look she’s giving me would make grown men weep, but it only makes me want her more. “Not today, Clayton.”
My name on her tongue almost makes me groan and I’m desperate to see what happens next. Still smirking, I stalk over to my desk chair and drop down into it, the seat swivelling slightly with my movement.
She’s waiting against the wall, and now she’s sure I’m not going to get back up, she walks over. Everything about her is sexy and she’s not even trying. Some people try too hard and it shows. Not Holly. Crossing the room, she stops just before me and drops down to her knees.
Frowning, I sit forward, shuffling my weight uncomfortably. This doesn’t sit right with me – me on the chair and her kneeling before me – it shows a power balance that I don’t want between us. I might act like I’m in charge, but she is my Queen. Queens do not kneel.
“No, you never kneel.” I try to help her up, but she gives me a cocky grin that makes my cock bob.
“That’s going to make what I have planned a bit difficult.” Her hands skim over my crotch, pausing over the bulge that my cock is causing against the denim. Deft fingers have my jeansundone and down to my knees in an instant. I’m so completely under her spell, I even lifted my arse for her to pull them down without thinking.
Holy…I might combust right here on the spot and she’s not even touched my cock yet. Wait, she isn’t doing this because I got her off in the club, like some sort of repayment, is she? I’m going to fucking hate myself for this later, but I only want this if she’s doing it forher.
“Holly,” I start, teeth gritted as I force out the words. “You don’t have to do this because I–”
“Stop,” she orders, and to my surprise, I do. She glances down, her eyes lighting up as she sees I’m not wearing underwear, and she glides her hand slowly up the length of my cock.
Hissing between clenched teeth, I grip onto the arms of my chair for dear life. I don’t think anything has ever felt as good as her hand wrapped around my dick. Head tilted back, I attempt to control my desires before I make a fool of myself. Coming the instant she touches me is not the impression I want to give her.
“I want to taste you,” she whispers, shuffling forward as she strokes me. Her eyes lift up to meet mine and I see them glittering with emotion. “I want to drive you right to the edge like you did with me, and then, I want you to fuck me.”
How the fuck am I supposed to resist that?
“Anything you want, sweetheart.” I allow a slow grin to pull across my lips but internally I’m battling my demons.
The second she places her mouth on my cock, all objections fly out of the window. Tongue flicking out, she takes the bead of precum and makes the most delicious noise I’ve ever heard. Fuck, she’s not even started sucking yet and I feel like I’m about to cum. Opening her mouth, she sinks down onto my cock, taking me as low as she can. It’s not far, but I am not fucking complaining. The feeling is divine, and watching her gorgeoushead bob up and down on my cock is the prettiest sight I’ve ever seen.
Unable to hold myself back from touching her, I reach out and thread my fingers through her hair, guiding her movements. Gently, I add slight pressure to my grip, encouraging her to take a little more each time she sinks down my length. I don’t want to push her too far, but I can’t help myself.
A tightness in my balls tells me I’m close, the noises she’s making around my cock just pushing me further. If I’m not going to cum in her mouth, then I need to stop now.
She must sense what I’m thinking, though, as she stops with a raised brow. “Don’t you dare think of pulling out. I want to taste you. All of you.”
Well, in that case. It would be rude to deny her those wishes.
“Yes Ma’am,” I drawl with a grin. Leaning back, I do as I’m told, gritting my teeth as her sweet little mouth wraps around me. Knowing I don’t have to hold back anymore, I let myself fully enjoy the sensation. It doesn’t take long. My cock jerks and pure ecstasy pulses through me as I cum into her mouth. Her small noise of surprise quickly turns into a hum as she sucks the rest of my cum from my dick.
So fucking hot. I never would have pegged her for a cum slut, but she is enjoying every single drop. She is perfect.
She sits back on her heels with her cheeks flushed, and in this moment I know I’m never going to let her go.
“Get on the desk.” I order, needing more of her. My fantasy is about to come true.