1. The Promise- Part 2


    Date: 12/29/2014, Categories: Reluctance, Author: NaughtyWriter69, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    dripping pussy before adding yet another finger and returning his lips to hers. With four fingers and his tongue, he broke her. Rebecca screamed but it came out as a muffled groan, as the gag prevented anyone from really hearing her ecstasy. Brody pushed her past any previous orgasm she’d had, his fingers making a mess of her cunt as she ground herself into his face. He hadn’t touched her clit since he began his work, and only now, as she crested her highest wave of pleasure, did he return to that sacred bundle of nerves. His tongue hit it like an electric shock and he roughly pulled his hand from her pussy. Rebecca gasped and dropped her breasts. Her nipples were bright red from pinching. She ran her hands through the sides of Brody’s remaining hair as he sucked hard on her clit. He took both her wrists with one hand and freed himself from her delirious caresses, using his other hand to rub roughly on her clit. She came again, a cry of pleasure caught in the tie as she squeezed her eyes shut. Brody stopped his hand and began to gently lick all the juices from her, cleaning her with his tongue until she was wet only from him. He took the book from under her back and she collapsed back onto the desk. Brody smiled and laughed at the control he had over her. Rebecca’s legs still moved against each other, grinding out the afterglow. “Get up.” Rebecca took a moment to register his words. “Now.” She sat up, shakily. Brody put a hand behind her head to help her, then leaned in and ...
    stole a kiss. Rebecca could taste the sharp flavor of herself on his lips and started to push him away, but Brody broke the kiss himself. “Put my desk back and leave.” A little stunned, she sat his curios and paperweights back onto the desk, then stepped into her skirt and buttoned her blouse while Brody watched from his chair. He shut the drawer with her panties. “Don’t forget your file. Oh, and shut the door on your way out.” He smiled a thin-lipped grin. As she turned the handle on the door, finally on the other side of it and holding the folder, she heard the wet slapping sound of Brody finishing himself off. Rebecca could still hear that sound as she fell asleep that night, trying desperately not to think of the day’s moral compromise or the orgasms it had brought. Rebecca dressed and left for work the next morning with a knot in her stomach at the thought of facing Brody again. It didn’t help that a part of her wanted to face him again. She stepped out onto the sidewalk in front of her building and began to walk toward her stop. A long black car pulled to the curb next to her and rolled down a mirrored window. Gio Spinelli smiled, unleashing a flood of wrinkles onto his face. “Good morning Rebecca. Give you a lift?” The door opened. Rebecca looked up and down the street for anyone who might notice a city attorney getting in a car with a suspected felon, but she was a long way from the office. She decided looking around probably seemed more guilty than just getting in the ...
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