The Librarian: Part 2 - The Submission - Sex Stories

The Librarian: Part 2 - The Submission

... lips seemed to part almost involuntarily were all signs that she was helplessly drawn to the raw power of his desire.

As if attuned to the signals her body was emitting, Mike's words broke through the charged air. "You like this cock, don't you?" he inquired, his voice a mixture of assertion and invitation. In that moment, it was as though he had uncovered the secret desires that churned beneath the surface of her consciousness.

Evelyn bit her bottom lip as she thought of it. A slow, almost imperceptible nod was her only response, her submission to his question mirroring the surrender she felt within.

With that unspoken connection and understanding, he continued, his voice taking on an authoritative tone that further fueled her desire. "Come here and suck my cock, slut," he commanded, his words laced with both dominance and arousal. Evelyn's lips parted, her breath coming in shallow gasps, as she prepared to heed his command.

Her body seemed to hum with anticipation, the erotic undercurrent of their tryst fueling her determination to satiate them both. As she turned back to look at David, she wiggled her ass inviting David to her. She was dripping wet with desire.

Mike's gaze was an intoxicating blend of hunger and triumph. He had yearned for this moment, his fingers itching to touch her, to confirm that she was real and willingly under his command. The thrill of revenge and the electric pull of lust swirled within him, demanding to be quenched.

Her eyes ...

... met Mike's, and the palpable mix of anger and lust that colored his gaze sent a shiver down her spine. She could feel his intensity, a storm of conflicting emotions brewing beneath the surface. The air around them grew charged with heady energy, their connection magnified by the undeniable anticipation that hung in the space between them.

Chapter 12

Mike had planned to assert his dominance over Evelyn, to make her submit to him, but the way she yielded so readily surprised even him. He felt a rush of power, the knowledge that he could bend her to his will, and he was determined to take full advantage of it.

His cock throbbed with anticipation. He wanted more than a mere apology – he wanted to punish her. To take her, to use her body for his satisfaction, and to show her just how much control he had over her.

With a controlled calmness, he spoke, his voice low and laced with authority. "Are you ready to apologize?" His words were a blend of challenge and desire, a reminder that he held the upper hand in this encounter.

His hand reached out, his fingers curling into her chestnut locks. He guided her head closer to his throbbing cock, his grip firm but not forceful. He watched her, his eyes unwavering, as her tongue made contact with his flesh, licking along the length of his shaft.

As her tongue made contact with his throbbing shaft, she could taste the saltiness of his skin, mingling with the musky scent that surrounded him. With her lips open, she slowly ...