nucmednet Chapter 6: Night with Claire (2)
Chapter 6: Night with Claire (2)
Chapter 6: Night with Claire (2)At some point, the warm hand roaming across her body slid downward. The kiss last longer than she had expected; especially from someone battling lung cancer.
But she barely had time to think further before she felt fingers probing her already slick entrance.
She gasped, momentarily startled.
"No panties? Naughty," Mike murmured against her lips, smirking. He hadn’t expected the cold, strict editor-in-chief to be this bold and cheeky.
If everyone knew she had this side of her... He couldn’t help but chuckled. They’d find it hard to belief. But then, she was a sexy woman after all, with that sensual aura that never failed to draw gazes and boners.
"It was wet..." Claire mumbled, her face flushed. Still, she didn’t pull away. Instead, she leaned in, her voice dropping into a breathy purr while she batted her eyelashes slowly. "I thought you’d like that."
"I do," Mike replied without hesitation, his fingers sliding along her soaked folds. He felt the heat radiating from her as he explored the smooth, shaved skin of her pussy.
Without much
Her hand began to move in a slow stroke, teasing the tip with her thumb. Then her tongue flicked out, licking the sides in long, slow swipes.
"You loved teasing alot, don’t you?" Mike said, voice hoarse, hand mindlessly brushing her hair.
"Don’t worry," Claire winked, her tongue circling the foreskin as she held his gaze. "It’s only fair I make you feel good."
Then she licked his slit.
"Fuck," he hissed.
"You like that?" Claire giggled, her eyes locked on his face. Without hesitation, she took him into her mouth, whole, warm lips stretching around his girth.
Mike groaned, eyes fluttering shut. Her mouth wrapped around his cock like it was made for it. She sucked him up and down, tongue swirling around the base.
"Faster, Claire," he growled, gripping her hair and guiding her rhythm.
She responded eagerly, her lips sliding from tip to root, mouth filled with his delicious precum. She swallowed. Her tongue dipped to his balls, and he cursed, teetering on the edge.
Unable to hold it in any longer, he pulled her up abruptly, swept the dishes further to the end of the table, and placed her on top. Her legs opened instinctively.
Her soaked pussy glistened under the light, inviting him to invade her lustrous cave.
With no hesitation, he drove his cock inside her.
"Ahhhh..." Claire moaned, her head falling back. Thank goodness she was already so wet.
At first, his strokes were slow. But soon, he picked up pace, pulling almost completely out before slamming back in, making the table shudder beneath them.
She gritted her teeth as he fucked her with brutal rhythm. She could only take it, because she loved every second of it. She loved being fuck like this. Hard and fast. She LOVED IT.
"You like that, don’t you?" Mike whispered in her ear. His tone was gentle but his fierce thrusts weren’t.
His hips slammed into hers, cock plunging deep with every stroke, shaking her to the core.
"Arghhh—ahh—ahhhh!" she moaned, nails digging into his shoulders. He was relentless, cock driving in, pulling out, then ramming side to side, owning her completely.
"Yes—no—there! Ahhh!" Claire cried, back arching. Her body convulsed as she came around him, trembling uncontrollably.
But Mike didn’t stop.
If anything, he moved faster.
All she could do was hold on – and scream, and accept his pounding with pleasure.