Sweet Sinner : Take Me To That Illicit Place

Or maybe it was just sinking in that I’d be left here alone when the storm would be hitting. Yes, that had to be it. There was no other explanation for it.My parents started talking again, reminding me how to turn on the gas fireplace if we lost power, then said goodbye after they each gave me a warm hug and kisses on my cheeks. A moment later, I heard the front door open and close then their car starting. I stood there and listened to their engine fade into the distance.I tipped my wine glass back and swallowed a mouthful then went back for a second glass. Then a third. I had one goal in mind tonight—finish that bottle of wine and watch a movie until I passed out. Then I wouldn’t have to think about being left alone during a snowstorm. Yes, I was an adult, and my parents shouldn’t have had to worry about their daughter like they did when I was ten and scared of thunder, but still.Couldn’t they have postponed date night until after the inclement weather? Fortheirsafety as well?I g

And when I felt the wet, hot glide of his tongue along my ear, I shuddered and thought,Yes, yes, I actuallyamcrossing that line. Because, God help me… this feels incredible.He must have sensed the way I surrendered in my mind because his hands were on my waist, his fingers digging into my hips a moment later. A low growl spilled from him, and it was the sexiest thing I ever heard.“I want to hear you say the words,” he all but snarled. He pressed all his masculine inches into me, and the hard, enormous length of his cock had me gasping.A moan was pulled from me, and I bit my lip hard enough I tasted blood. That coppery tang filled my mouth… turned me on even more.“I don’t know what you want me to say,” I lied, those words spilling from me hard and sharp like I didn’t want to even say them.He chuckled deep and low. “Ah, my little niece likes to lie to me.”I shivered, my breasts feeling so sensitive and heavy, my nipples tight and tingling even more than they were from the freezing

I crawled to him until I was close enough I smelled the musky scent of him, his cock obscuring my view of his face as I sat on my heels.“Open wide, Fina. Be your uncle’s good girl.”My lips parted. My mouth watered.“I’m going to mouth-fuck you… go all the way down your throat and use it like my personal cocksleeve,” Damien said with a gentleness that didn’t match the crude words, and he smoothed his palm over his leaking dick. Faster than I could brace myself, he had his hand on my jaw, and my hand shot out to wrap around the back of his leg to keep myself steady. I felt the slipperiness of his cum on my skin then tasted the salty flavor of it on my tongue when he shoved his fingers between my lips, prying my mouth open.I gave in to my sudden desire to suck those digits, but it only lasted a second. Because he removed them from my needy mouth, smoothing his hand over my face, wiping it clean on me.“My beautiful whore,” he cooed, and the words both hurt my feelings and made me clen

With one last lick, Damien slowly stood, his mouth glistening from eating my pussy and ass out. He gripped my chin and parted my lips then leaned in, bracing a hand on the table beside me, his mouth hovering over mine.“Open wide,” he demanded. “Wider, pretty girl,” he growled when I didn’t readily obey. “Mmm. My good fucking girl.” His focus was on my mouth.Damien added more pressure to my chin until my jaw popped, and I blushed. He leaned in closer, his gaze trained right on mine, and then he slowly let a trail of saliva fall from his tongue and drip into my mouth.He pulled back and stared at what he just put in me, at what hadn’t gotten fully in my mouth and was dripping down the side of my face.“So good, Fina.” He let another long, thick rope of saliva fall onto my lips, and I was so nasty for him that my tongue slid over my bottom lip so I could collect more of his spit. “Gonna fuck you until you’re sore tomorrow.”He let go of my jaw and straightened. Damien still had his coc

but we headed into the staff lounge and discovered that everyone in the company was there, and it was pretty much standing room only. I saw Jimmy and Eric sitting at a table with an empty chair, and I was more than a bit shocked when Eric waved me over to join them. Since I worked on my feet, the idea of sitting sounded wonderful so I stepped away from the girls in my department and sat down with the guys."Thanks," I said."Sure thing Zeela," said Eric with a big smile.I rolled my eyes at him. "I've told you before to call me Zee," I said.I have always hated my name and even though I go by Zee, Eric always called me Zeela since the day we first met. "I know, but I like your full name, it's so pretty, just like you.""What? Are you hitting on my ex-girlfriend now?" snapped Jimmy."So what if I am?" said Eric. "You're the idiot who broke up with her."Jimmy rolled his eyes and I said, "Come on guys, we're all tired from the long day and the longer week, so let's not fight, okay.""Fi