Chapter 212: My Treat
"What do you have to say?"
Grace whispered as she leaned closer to his face, meeting his gaze with seething desires of her own.
’Crap! I fucked up. I thought she was strong and disciplined.’
Realizing the fact he had underestimated a woman who considered herself his—having no reservations like she would have before she chose to be his—Miles inwardly panicked for the first time. Feeling his dick, which would have normally already bobbed and awakened in its true dragon form, remain a shrimp in his pants, he was lost on how to respond but instantly figured out another way.
’Although my brother is out of commission, there are still parts of me I can use.’
"I’m sorry. I had a lot on my hands," he whispered, their lips just half an inch away from locking together—
Smooch! Smooch! Smooch!
Like two opposing magnetic forces, they drew close to each other. Miles dug his fingers into a claw grip over her ass. His other hand stuck firmly to her boobs, breathlessly cupping them through the purple bra as he swept her mouth with his tongue, fiercely occupying the hollow space as they battled.
Grace’s hands weren’t idle either. She wrapped one arm around his neck, the other holding his face, trying to deepen the kiss while grinding against him.
"Hmmmmmm." Smooch! Smooch! "Argh." Smooch! "Hmmmmm! Yeah, give me more—" Smooch! "Hmmmmmm."
It was so intense that it seemed like they were wrestling.
"Fuck!"
Suddenly, Miles pushed up her bra and broke their kiss, latching his teeth and tongue onto her breasts with a superb suction force.
Letting out a sharp gasp that was half a curse, Grace flung her head backward. Completely overwhelmed by the sudden switch, she clamped her arms around his head, digging her fingers into his hair encouragingly so he could suck her to the peak!
"Ahhhhhhhh! Yeaahhh! Yeah!"
A blissful chill traveled through her spine, up, then exploded from the center back of her head. The feeling was so ecstatic she trembled spontaneously, her eyes rolling back with an electrical surge that made her whole body feel numb.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
She screamed at the top of her lungs, but Miles merely supported her back and kept sucking like a hungry, ravenous wolf. This triggered and turned her on in ways she never imagined she would feel.
’Ahhhhh! What is he doing to me? I feel like I’m on clouds. Relieved. I feel so helpless. This feeling...’
Grace didn’t know how to describe it; she couldn’t even think clearly.
Meanwhile, Miles found himself exceptionally focused, opening his mouth wide as he did all he could to suck and lick her breasts, rubbing her nipples between his fingers as he cupped them in a tight grip. Like they say, losing one of your senses enhances the other; without his dick bobbing and stretching to dive into her pussy, his mouth finally shined with its expertise.
Meanwhile, walking with unsteady steps through the corridor with Grace’s office door just ahead after telling a lie about how she sprained her leg, Aaliyah wanted to report to Grace but stopped three meters away, picking up the muffled cries and moans from inside.
"Don’t tell me... Aren’t they trying to hide it anymore?"
Amidst her chaotic feelings—which included shock that Grace was actually losing herself to Miles so much that she didn’t care if her employees listened to her moans, and being awed and dumbstruck that Miles could still go all out like what he did to the three of them—she thought, ’He’s definitely a beast.’
She turned towards her assigned spa room with a dazed expression, imagining Miles’ cock impaling the proud Grace.
Back in the office, Miles was still sucking Grace’s breasts, but his hands had let go of them and were now massaging her ass with a claw grip.
"Hmmmmmm!"
Grace’s moan increased a pitch as she ground her body against him. But suddenly, Miles stood up from the chair with a squeaking sound, lifting her up with his hands grabbing her ass.
"Hmmmmmm," Grace hummed, her feminine heart smitten by his strength for casually lifting her in such a manner.
Glancing at the occupied desk, Miles didn’t give it a second thought and cleared it with a sweep of his arm. For a moment, the clattering sound of objects filled the room. He lightly placed Grace on the desk and stood back to take in the view of her naked upper body. Her bra was shifted up, and her small, dark areolas made his mouth thirsty.
Smirking at her lustful expression, he moved closer.
"This is my treat," he suddenly said, moving his hands before she could react or comprehend what he meant.
Shrrrip!
The sound echoed as he ripped open her trousers with a tearing sound, revealing her wet, soaked purple embroidered panties and the glistening moisture that slipped between her thighs.
"Hmmmmmm."
Miles inhaled deeply, savoring the sweet scent of her mouth-watering pussy.
Meanwhile, startled by his dominant act of ripping her trousers apart, Grace’s heart thrummed with excitement, skipping a beat as she read his intention.
’He wants to...’
She instinctively swallowed, her breathing shallow and fast as Miles spread her legs wide. Resting on her elbows behind her in a reclined position, Grace watched Miles grin, eyes locked with hers as he lowered himself, inhaling the scent of her pussy.
Suddenly her heart shook as his face dropped out of her view.
"Hmmmmmmmm!"
Then she felt it—the electrical surge of bliss from his fingers—and hummed in ecstasy atop the desk.
Smooch!
Scooping a fingertip of the silky, slimy coating from between her thighs, Miles licked and sucked his finger and quickly got down to business. Grace trembled, breathing heavily.
With a simple tug, Miles shifted the wet patch of her panties, hooking it to the side as he uncovered the treasure trove—a soaked, gleaming pussy in moist silk so thick it was similar to that of a snail. Miles took a whiff up close and his expression brightened.
Staring at the dark, slimy folds with a pink slit between them, he leaned closer with desire as he studied its intricate design. Having never looked at a pussy this close before, at this moment he noticed a lot of details, such as her clitoris, labia majora and minora, and the urethral opening.
The office felt tranquilly silent, a moment of peace before the chaos that was to come.
Grace’s expectant and lustful expression flushed as she realized Miles was studying her pussy. But before she could bring herself to say anything—
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
A sharp, ecstatic scream ripped through her throat. Her eyes widened, and losing her balance, she slammed her head back onto the desk and instinctively reached her hands to pull the edge of the desk with all she had.
The overwhelming, sharp wave of pleasure almost made her pass out.
It was a predetermined strike.
Miles didn’t lick her folds or her clitoris.
Like a sponge, he drove his tongue where his cock should have been, scrubbing and absorbing silk surface of her inside. Reaching his limit.
Smooch!
It didn’t just stopped there, lips clamped her clitoris and petals in one squishy suck and swallowed everything.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
Grace screamed, her hips and legs buckling from the bliss as she stretched one hand to keep Miles’ head where it is. Instinctively gyrating her waist to meet the movement of his tongue with a trembling cry of pleasure.
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
She hummed, quivering as she pressed his head with more force while craning her head backward in ecstasy.
Meanwhile, wriggling his tongue inside her, Miles savored the taste of her pussy. It tasted sweet at first, but switched to a sour skimmed milk taste when her pussy clamped tight around his tongue. The taste constantly switched between this two with every exhale and inhaled.
Retrieving his tongue , he hungrily scoured her folds, licking it clean while she almost ripped out his hair .
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Grace moaned in a trembling rasp.
After dealing with side dish, Miles slightly got up and locked her right leg which was over his left shoulder in a firm lock. Moving lips upward, he latched onto her clitoris like he always did to her nipples and lifted his right hand.
With Blissful Hands already activated, he slid two fingers smoothly inside her.
"Yeaaaaaaaahahhhhhh!"
Above the desk, Grace who was starting to calm down with heavy breathing jolted up. Inhaling like a pregnant woman in labor, her eyes widened.
Under the effect of Pardise Embrace which had been activated a split second ago. Her vision spurred and her whole body felt temporarily numb.
Thud.
With a subtle thud she slammed her back on the desk and gripped Miles’ hair so bad that she managed to pull out a few strands of hair. Instantly orgasming, her pussy flooded with juice and squeaky wet sound filled the office from Miles relentless fingering while his tongue played with her clit.
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