Chapter 45 Camilla’s Pov.
The smug smile on my lips remained as I pushed off the desk and walked around him. Àlvaro leaned back as I approached. I slipped one leg over his waist, straddling his lap then I wrapped my arms around his neck.
Up close with him like this, it gave me an opportunity to truly acknowledge how handsome this man truly was. The sharp jaw, neat stubble, dark eyes that can make me commit multiple sins, including this one.
I felt his hand wrapped around my ribcage, sliding down my waist as he gripped me tightly, using his fingers to knead my skin as his eyes moved from my breasts to my lips.
My eyebrows quirked in his direction. "Is this what you wanted?" I leaned down and grazed my lips against his ear, using my deepest voice for maximum seduction.
I guess I was truly an horny drunk.
Àlvaro grabbed my waist with one hand and then he slides his other hand through the back of my hair, knotting his fingers between the strands. Then he tugged, pulling my face close to his, our noses brushing together. I whimpered at the feeling and the dampness between my thighs increased.
"I watched the way you paraded around the club with those delicious curves and silky legs. I know you did all that deliberately because you knew just how hard I'd fuck you afterwards."
He tilted my head back and dragged his lips across the line of my neck slowly, so fucking slowly. I grind my pussy into his waist, feeling the bulge in his pants that has me biting down on my lips with pleasure.
I never thought I'd say this but fuck! I want him to use me. I want him to fuck me for his pleasure.
"Maybe you're right." I breathed out, closing my eyes as Àlvaro continued to kiss my neck, working his way towards my earlobe.
He tutted against my pulse and then chuckles, nipping the skin. "You're going to pay for that."
Then punish me. I almost begged him but I stopped myself, thankfully.
Àlvaro's hands slid down from my hair down to my ass where he grips the skin and flesh, pulling me up as he stood. Soon, my feet were on the floor and Àlvaro was smirking down at my flustered state.
His lips brushed over mine but he doesn't kiss me. He was enjoying teasing me. I quivered in his touch, desperate for his lips. For his cock.
"Now get on your knees and open that pretty little mouth for me."
I breathe out a puff of air through my nose. "Make me."
Why the fuck am I challenging him when I want this as much as he does?
His jaw ticked and I know I'm in for some hard throat fucking and the thought made my panties even more soaked than they already are.
"You don't want to test me right now, Camilla." He growled in response and my pussy clenched at the tone of his voice.
I know I'm playing with fire right now but is it weird that I don't mind getting burned? Infact, I want to get burnt.
So, I leaned closer, my lips grazing his again. "I said, make me."
His eyes flare with temptation and fury, sending my heart absolutely wild. He raised his hand to grab my throat and I stared back at him with lustful eyes. With his overpowering strength, he pushed me down, making my knees buckle.
I slammed down hard onto the hard wooden floor and with his hand still around my throat, he used his other hand to undo his belt and his trousers, tugging them down to reveal his thick hard cock.
My eyes focused on the swollen tip already beading with precum. I could feel my eyes beging to dilate at the thought of tasting him again, pleasing him. I was so fucking eager.
"Now open that fucking mouth." He grunted and I looked down at him through my dark lashes.
His jaw ticked when I don't immediately comply but after a few moments, my lips parted and I could swear that his cock grew even harder and fuller. I gulp at the thought of his dick in my mouth again even though I've been craving it all night.
Suddenly, the thrusts his cock into my mouth, pushing the tip right to the back of my throat. My eyes stings at the sensation but then, he grabbed either side of my head and began to fuck my throat quickly.
I grunted as I flattened my tongue and relaxed my jaw, using my saliva to make his dick wet as it slides in and out my mouth. Àlvaro huffed out a low grunt and fucks my mouth faster and harder until I was almost gagging.
Our eyes met and he holds my stare, swearing under his breath in Spanish. The dampness between my legs begin to pool just seeing him like this, taking control of me.
His thrusts became even more punishing as his deep moans filled the air and I almost rolled my eyes into the back of my head at the sound. Having him so deep in my throat began to ache in a pleasurable pain and I resisted the urge to reach between my legs and touch myself.
Saliva dribbled down the corner of my mouth as he kept slamming over and over again until I'm groaning. "That's it, chica." He groaned, gritting his teeth. "Take my cock nice and deep in your mouth. Fuck! You look so much better when your mouth is not running with insults."
My hands gripped onto his thighs for support as his fingers slipped into the back of my hair and gripped tightly. He continued fucking my mouth relentlessly to the point where I could barely even breathe through my nose. So much fucking pressure.
He ripped his cock from my mouth and I took a big gasp of air, choking from the saliva that had gathered in and around my mouth. A groan of satisfaction rumbled from Àlvaro's chest and I looked up at him again through watery eyes.
Àlvaro's thumb brushed against my swollen lips, eyes as dark as night.
"Perfect."