EroticTakeover by Tina Donahue

was drenched. Stirred by her arousal,
he teased her clit with his tongue, working his fingers in and out of her
sheath. She tightened her pussy around him. Smiling inwardly, Mac held her nub
between his teeth, letting her know there’d be no escape this time. He
alternately suckled her clit and licked, judging her response.
    She kept crying out, apparently liking everything he did.
    God, how had he gotten so lucky? A lot of women were a bitch
to please. Not her.
    That, of course, made it difficult for Mac to draw out
Jodi’s pleasure. Always up for a challenge, he licked her nub one last time
before he traced the edge of her folds with his tongue.
    She huffed hard and fast for a few moments then calmed down
long enough to whine, “What are you doing? Why’d you stop?”
    “I haven’t.” He suckled the inside of her thigh.
    Jodi whimpered then complained, “That’s not my clit.”
    Stifling a laugh, Mac murmured, “Thanks for letting me know.
Is this it?” He thumbed her nub.
    She went rigid and moaned in delight.
    He stroked her again then ran his thumb around her clit,
deliberately avoiding it.
    She growled.
    Mac gave her a hickey on the inside of her thigh.
    “What are you doing?” She panted. “Play with myyyyyy—“
    She’d stopped as Mac again fastened his mouth on her nub and
licked with a fury that surprised him.
    Wailing suddenly, Jodi pounded the desk with her fists,
clearly reaching climax. Her reactions were as guileless as her personality.
She’d come so hard her pulsing cunt squeezed his fingers.
    Proud of what he’d accomplished with her, Mac rested his
chin on Jodi’s mound and watched her descent. Her breasts wiggled prettily as
she gulped air. The added oxygen didn’t do much for her complexion. Color
stained her chest, throat and cheeks. She drove her fingers through her hair,
gripping then tugging the strands as though that would help calm her.
    Mac knew better. He wasn’t going to let her relax for a very
long time.
    He rubbed her nub. Her mouth fell open on a startled gasp.
    “Too much?” he asked, figuring it was. Her poor little clit
was probably still ubersensitive.
    “Yeah,” she answered on a rough sigh. “But I like it.”
    “Then we’ll have to do it again later.”
    Jodi’s hands stalled on her hair then fell away. After a
moment’s struggle, she propped herself on her elbows and looked at him.
    Her expression was still dazed, her lids half closed.
    “Later?” she asked.
    “Sure.”
    His answer seemed to rouse and concern her. “After what?”
    Mac grinned. “What do you think?”
    Jodi’s attention shot past him to his cameras and the other
shit he used in his business.
    As much as Mac loved his work, now was the time for play. He
eased his fingers from her cunt, picked up one of the foil packets and showed
it to her. Jodi’s expression brightened immediately, her glow reminding Mac of
someone having a religious experience. It wasn’t too far from what he felt. His
hunger for her kept growing.
    He pushed to his feet and offered his hand. Once he’d helped
Jodi off the desk, Mac pulled her into his arms and kissed her as he hadn’t
before. With absolutely no doubt or restraint, his hand gripping her ass,
fondling her boob, running down her back, touching her as much as he could.
    She partied as hard as he did, playing with his hair,
shoulders, pecs and butt, stroking his tat, rubbing her nipples against his
chest.
    Within minutes, he needed air. With his forehead against
hers, Mac swallowed hard, pulled in another breath then croaked out his words.
“Bend over the desk, raise your ass and part your legs.”
     
    Jodi went into a full-body blush that didn’t seem to deter
Mac. He ran his gaze up and down her, lingering most on her boobs and pussy.
    When she didn’t bend over the desk and display herself as
he’d wanted, Mac crowded her with his body. “Do as I said or I’ll have to spank
you.”
    A new flash of heat shot through her so quickly Jodi’s