When Jenna gives a blowjob, it’s hard to recover from it. My cock is still throbbing.

Laughing, I tease her with the handcuffs but don’t intend on using them. I don’t need them to keep Jenna in place. She’s already mine, in every sense of the word.

I rub my chin, the stubble making a soft sound as my fingers move over the coarse hair. For a moment I want to take in the view.

“Stand still. Yeah, just like that,” I say, smirking. The thoughts that run through my head are all dirty and devious. How long can I make her stand that way before she complains?

Or before I have to get a taste of that seductive pussy.

Jenna pulls her long tresses to the side, looking over her shoulder, pouting. “Braden, please don’t make me beg you!”

It’s the bottom lip sticking out that gets to me. A woman that I love—yes, that I love—needs me. How can I refuse her?

With a confident stride, I move closer, dropping down to my knees behind her ass.

“Look at that ass. You’re fucking perfect, baby.”

I lick my lips, knowing that her pussy is soaking wet; I can see the glistening sheen on her swollen lips. The scent of her pussy sends chills through my body. That’s something I don’t usually experience, but this woman...she’s one of a kind.

“Tell me that you want me to devour that pussy, Jenna,” I growl.

Jenna wiggles her ass, smirking. “I want you, Braden. I want that mouth on my pussy, right fucking now.”

Who am I to deny a request like that?

I stretch my tongue out, licking up her soft pussy lips.

Fucking incredible. Jenna tastes like the bite of that last-of-the-season summer peach. She’s so wet her cunt juices drip down my chin, a drop landing on my chest.

With my hands now on her hips to pull her pussy open wider, it takes everything not to bury my face in her sweetness. I can’t control the urge.

My face plants directly on her pussy. This woman makes me fucking euphoric.

My tongue moves up the swell of her pussy, the lips slick and coated with a thin layer of juices. I could spend all night eating her out, but there’s so much more I have planned.

Jenna moves her hands to the front of the desk. She grips the ledge with a tight hold.

“Oh, fuck, Braden,” she moans.

Her cries of pleasure are music to my ears. Satisfying a woman is something I never cared about as much as myself, but when it comes to Jenna, everything’s different. I care about her in a whole new way.

This whole adventure has been the most chaotic time in my life to date. But I know I’ll never stop wanting more of Jenna by my side.

How could I? She’s not only stunning, she’s smart, and her personality is second to none.

My dick is so fucking hard, but I’m not going to fuck her until she comes in my mouth, all over my face and down my chest. I’m a greedy bastard this time around. We have a lot to celebrate, and almost losing her has made me even more possessive.

I rub my hand over her swollen pussy, pulling back just enough to smack her on the lips. Not hard or forceful, but in a way that I entirely have her attention.

Cries of pleasure erupt from Jenna. “Braden, you keep that up and you’ll make me come.”

I groan out loud—a deep animalistic groan. I’m salivating as I think about my tongue slipping into Jenna’s cunt.

That’s what I intend to do. I want to make Jenna come so hard that she’s fucking breathless—so hard that she buckles her legs and I have to hold her up to keep her from falling.

Not yet, though. Not until Jenna begs me for it. I think she needs to feel what I do each time she walks into a room and I can’t touch her body or feel her lips on me.

“Not yet, baby. I’m only just getting started!” I say, smirking. I stand behind her, for a moment rubbing my cock up and down her pussy lips. Nope, not yet.

She’ll remember tonight for a very long time.

My hands wrap around her waist, turning her body to face me. “Kiss me. Taste yourself on my lips.”

I pull her close to my body. My arms wrap around her, and our lips crush together.

Passion fuels our embrace. Tongues are tormenting each other, sharing the secrets between two lovers. I find solace in her lips for the moment.

I know she can taste that honey that dripped on my tongue. Her sweetness could attract bees to the hive. She is the queen, of course.

I bring my lips to her ear, whispering, and “Lay down on the desk. Show me that pussy. Touch it for me!”

Her eyes look like a deer in the headlights, but her lips curl upward in a mischievous grin. She’s my dirty girl.

“Whatever you say. You know I only want to please you,” Jenna says.

The desk is almost empty when she lays across the hard wood.

“Play with your pussy for me. I need to watch.”

My voice is a little more demanding this time. I need this. Something about watching Jenna touch herself drives me wild.

I stand back and watch the show, gripping my cock in my fist.

Jenna moves her hands over her nipples. She tugs them until they’re hard and standing erect. Her eyes have closed while she does this.

“Move your hand down to your pussy. I want to see that sexy little pussy come.”

I inhale deeply; she’s so fucking hot. I don’t know how long I can take this show.

I’ve never wanted someone this bad before. Never have I needed to fuck someone like I need to with Jenna.

I won’t give in, though, not until she makes herself come for me.

My mouth goes dry when her hand makes it to her pussy, spreading her lips open. Fuck. Does she know what she’s doing to me?

Of course she does. She’s a smart woman. Jenna knows exactly what she’s doing.

She brings her head up, her eyes opening. “So, Braden, is this what you wanted to see?”

I nod, a near-growl escaping my lips.

“Yes, but don’t stop. I need to see you pleasure that sweet little cunt.”

Using a single finger, Jenna moves her hand up and down her pussy, the finger parting her wet lips.

“Fuck, you little cock tease,” I bite out.

My voice is gruff and filled with need for her. How could I have fallen this hard for anyone?

Jenna brings her finger to her mouth, sucking off the juices she collected.

“Oh, fuck. Jesus Christ, Jenna. You’re making me crazy.”

I stroke my cock, slow and easy.

Her laughter is payback for making her wait for me. I know that now.

She waves her finger back and forth, smirking. “You started this. I just plan on finishing it.”

Right now, Jenna can do anything she fucking wants if she comes hard and I get to taste her pussy while she does. My mouth is salivating even more than before.

With her hands back between her legs, she rubs her clit hard in fast and furious circles.

I know she’s close to coming for me, close to showing me how deeply she’s turned on.

I watch the Goosebumps prickle her skin from head to toe. She is fucking perfection.

I get on my knees, my tongue ready to slide inside her velvet walls. That familiar cry is music to my ears.

I push my tongue into her pussy the moment she comes. Juices cover my tongue with an addictive spill of her fluids.

Every single drop fills my mouth. There’s a heat inside that only Jenna can calm.

I pull her up, my arms wrapping around her body. “You’re so fucking sexy. I need to fuck you so bad, baby.”

Jenna smiles. “Then fuck me. You already know I’m all yours. What are you waiting for?”