Revenge Sex by Celeste Anwar Read Free Book Online Page B

“Mama didn’t raise me to give up so easily.”
                  She noticed a nearly imperceptible tightening of his biceps across his chest, as if he was holding himself back from her.  She had him right where she wanted him and they both knew it.  “You got a girlfriend?”
                  “Not anymore.  We broke up about a month ago, when you started sashaying that fine black ass of yours through my office.  How about you come over here and bend over this desk and let me spank it.”
                  The moment the words came out of his mouth and hit her ears, she felt her belly quiver with butterflies of anticipation.  As much as she hated to admit it, as much as she disliked him, deep down inside, she’d wanted to have a piece of him since the moment she’d laid eyes on him.  She walked closer, licking her full lips, then obediently bent-over her co-worker’s desk.
                  Jack straightened from his comfortable lean and grabbed her skirt with aggression, hiking it up over her juicy ass to her waist.  She gasped and flinched when his hand came across her backside with a resounding smack.  “That’s for letting the other men in the office look at your legs.”  He smacked the other cheek.  “That’s for wearing those black stockings with the red stripe up the back.”   He spanked her again.  “And that’s for showing off your tits and not letting me suck them.”
                  “Oh,” she cri ed, her ass tingling with the imprint of his hand.
                  She bit her lip when h e fingered her thong, then smoothed a hand over the spots he’d spanked.  She felt him dip down to a crouch, and her knees went weak when she felt his mouth against her ass, licking and kissing her bare skin.  She moaned when he ripped her thong down her ass and off her legs, then forced her to spread her legs wide for him.
                  “Mmmm.  You wax?” he murmured.
                  “Y…yes,” she whispered.
                  His nose, nudged the opening of her pussy, his lips the tender flesh of her clit.  The thrill of the forbidden contact raced through her veins.  And when he sucked the throbbing nub into his mouth, she creamed herself.  He groaned his approval, then grabbed her ass with his hands and spread her for his mouth so he could eat her .  She gripped the edge of the desk with her manicured nails, forgetting about breaking them when he lapped at her slit with his hot, wet tongue .
                  “Oh my fucking god,” she screamed when he shoved his tongue inside her channel, slurping at her juices like he hadn’t had a meal in days.
                  He pulled out, making her moan.  “You taste good, baby girl,” he mumbled into her ass, licking her puckered asshole and driving her insane.  She’d never had a man dare to lick and kiss her everywhere, even though she’d always wanted one to give her the royal treatment.
                  “Don’t you fucking stop, you bastard,” she said on a groan, feeling her knees wobble when he returned to licking and sucking her clit .  His fingers slid in and out of her two holes at the same damn time.  She felt herself closing in on an orgasm, but she couldn’t quite reach it .  The stretching and thrusting was only a tease.  She wanted to feel the real thing inside her.
                  She pushed him back, turning around, but he was back on her in an instant .  He nibbled her bare pussy lips.  L ooking down at his dark hair between her legs , his white hands on her black thighs made her even wetter.  He suckled her clit, making it throb and engorge almost to the point of pain.   She could feel his five-o-clock shadow scraping the insides of her thighs, heightening her sensitivity.
                  “I want your dick inside me.  Now,” she demanded,