Page 111 of Almost Ravaged

Without slowing, he obeys, the feral virility dancing behind his dark brown irises making him look more beast than man.

His mouth falls open and his whole body tenses, his muscles hardening to stone as his cock spasms and pulsates.

Warmth oozes from the tip, allowing his shaft to glide up and down more easily.

He releases my breasts, and I quickly take over again, keeping them pressed together. Gripping himself, he paints my cleavage and coats my chest.

I collect a bit of his sticky pearlescent release with my fingers and smear it over both nipples. Before I can go back and do it again, he clutches my wrist and sucks the digits clean.

“Get on the fucking desk, Ms. Davvies.”

I scramble to my feet and hoist myself up, my breaths choppy and my heart pounding in my ears.

He stands, a sheen of sweat coating his forehead, his chest still rising and falling rapidly, and drags his fingers up the center of my messy chest. When he cuffs my throat, I gasp.

“Lie back.” He kisses me—hard, fast, and with more desperation than I’d expect from a man who’s already found his release.

He breaks the kiss, but he remains close enough that his lips brush mine when he murmurs, “You said you were close. If I suck on your tits, do you think you can come?”

I balk. I have no idea. Nipple play is an efficient way to build myself up, especially during solo sessions. But to come? From that alone?

“I never have before,” I admit.

He raises one eyebrow and gives me a cocksure grin. Then he lowers his head, drags his tongue through his own release, and pushes it into my mouth. When he pulls back, he says, “I guess we’re about to find out.”

I swallow, and I’m still relishing the salty, tangy flavor when he clamps his teeth down on my nipple. The sensation sends a jolt to my clit that has me bucking up off the desk.

He releases me, and this time, he sucks my areola into his mouth and swirls his tongue around my nipple, then bites around my piercing. Hard.

“Come on, Little Nuisance,” he goads as he switches sides.

While he sucks my other nipple into his mouth, he deftly toys with the piercing through my already abused peak.

“Let me have this, then I promise I’ll eat your pussy so good you’ll feel the aftershocks when you’re sitting in the front row of my class.”

I tip my head back, eyes closed, focusing on the tingles in my core and warmth burning through my chest.

As my breathing picks up and the sensations intensify, I can’t help but glance down and take him in.

Mercer Eden is lapping at my tits, sucking and tweaking me into a frenzy. He’s ferocious, an unstoppable force of determination, as he winds me up, higher and higher.

The ache between my legs pulses. With a single touch, I’d tip over the edge. It’s so damn tempting to snake a hand down my body and rub a few quick circles around my clit. Or better yet, to have Mercer spread my thighs wide on this desk and do it for me.

“Your thighs are trembling. Your muscles are tensing up. Give it to me, Little Nuisance. I’m desperate to taste your cunt, but I won’t be satisfied until you give me this.”

I’m close. I’m close. I’m close. I’m—

He bites one nipple and pinches the other at the same time, erasing all coherent thought from my mind. The edges of my vision darken. Pain bloomsinto pleasure, and my greedy cunt spasms around nothing as an orgasm washes over me in strong, undulating waves.

Crying out, I tug on his hair. The high I’m riding is incredible, yet I still feel hollow and needy.

I crave the sensation of being filled. I’m overwhelmed but only satisfied on a surface level, my pussy still pulsating as I yearn for more.

Before I can demand he make good on his promise, he wraps me in his arms.

“Shh,” he soothes, peppering kisses along my chest and my neck. “I’ve got you.” He tucks me against his chest, providing a little cocoon of comfort I didn’t even know I needed.

Still murmuring in my ear, he drags his fingers up and down my back.