Page 150 of Damaged Mogul

She beams up at me.

“I intended on jetting my warm cum inside your wicked mouth, but there’s a change of plan.” My heart is beating so hard, I have to press a hand against it, willing it to slow down. “I need to get out of these jeans right the fuck now, but I need you to take care of my shoes first.”

She unlaces my Converse.

I toe them off.

With rushed hands, I remove my socks.

I lower my jeans and boxer briefs and step out of them.

Not that I thought it was possible, but the sight of Lily naked, sitting on her haunches with her hands on her lap, staring up at me is even more arousing than her swallowing my cock between her lips.

I drop to my knees and cup her face with one hand. “Fuck punishment. I need absolution. And right now, your pussy is it.”

I take her lips with mine. My tongue sweeps in, strokinghers in a wild dance. Gripping her hair, I pull her head back, giving me a better angle to take her mouth. I relish her whimpering sobs.

I deepen the kiss as my hand slides down her body until my fingers are nestled between her pussy lips.

Her breath hitches.

I break the kiss. “You’re so ready for me. Your sweet juices are dripping down my hand.”

My mouth crashes onto hers.

I tease her with a languorous touch, skating around her clit unrushed, enjoying how she undulates her hips in the hopes I’ll hit her clit. “What do you want?”

“I want to come.”

“But you already did in the car when you disregarded my command.”

“It’s not the same when you touch me.”

Fuck if those words don’t do something to me.

“Why didn’t you wait?”

She clamps a hand around my wrist, trapping my fingers there as she rocks her hips back and forth against my fingers, chasing her orgasm.

Through hooded lids, I take in the hedonistic scene.

“Your greedy clit is needy?”

“Yes.”

In one swift movement, I unlock her hand from around my wrist. “I want you on all fours.”

Her eyes dart around the foyer.

“Here?”

“Here.”

I reach for my jeans, rummage through the pocket for my wallet, and pull out a condom.

I sheathe my aching cock in a flash.

Lily hasn’t moved.