Chapter 124. My Moon, My Muse (2)

Cleo’s POV

I gasped and used one hand to hold on to the edge of the stainless steel desk. A nervous bile stuck in my throat. I wanted this. He made me desperately enticed to be fucked by him, but, oh goddess, can I handle him? My insecurities appeared to be drawn into a threesome. I tensed with both dread and thrill.

“Your body is ready for me, so just relax.” He kissed me on the lips to distract me from the minor pain of being stretched to take his long rod. Nothing about Blayne was small, his girth was unforgivable and his stamina must be enormous. The last thing that I wanted was to disappoint him. “Baby, use words. I need to hear the sweet sounds you make.”

“Okay.” I breathed out as he pulled out a few inches and thrust back in. “Fuck me good, mate. Just don't break me or the desk.”

"Hm-hm-hm," he chuckled.

My pussy thrums with wanting his cock, despite what the demise might be. He slid in and out with only half of his length inside