Oh hell. This was not good. She could feel the need to back into him, to roll her hips against his straining c**k and feel the fierce throb of hunger in it.
"The cameras," she suddenly managed to gasp, remembering the small piece of electronics in the corner of the room behind them.
"They can't see shit," he snarled at her ear. "Pull your skirt up for me."
"I will not," she hissed, scandalized. "I'm not here to"
"Do it or I will. And if I touch you, I may not let go until I'm coming inside that hot little pu**y I smell. Now pull the f**king skirt up."
Ria shuddered. Bent over as she was, her elbows braced on the table, she was in one of the most vulnerable positions that a woman could know. And he wanted her to make it worse?
"Merc"
"Now." His breathing was hard at her ear, lust echoing in the imperative need of the word he uttered.
Ria fought back the shiver building in her spine and the uncontrollable impulse to do as he commanded.
"Mercury ..."
"Make me do it, and it's over with," he snarled, his teeth nipping at her ear. "I'll f**k you, Ria. Right here, right now. If I touch you with my hands, we're both screwed, and I don't care who's watching."
Oh God.
She lay against the table, feeling him shift as her hands moved to the sides of her skirt.
She was actually doing it? She was inching her skirt up her legs, baring her thighs and the naked curves of her ass. And they were naked. The thong she wore did very little to hide the rounded globes of her ass.
And as she did, Ria could feel her arousal growing, blooming. Her pu**y was dampening, preparing for him, aching for him.
"Damn, you smell sweet." The rough whisper had her clenching as the skirt cleared her thighs. "Like dawn. I love the dawn, Ria."
Ria panted in response, eagerly pulling her skirt higher now. He was as hard and as hot as newly forged iron through the material of his uniform, and God, it was turning her on.
She was so wet she could feel it dampening her panties.
"Yeah," he whispered as his lips suddenly smoothed over her neck. "Yeah. Let me feel your ass, baby. I love your ass. So sweet. So nice."
The skirt cleared her rear, bunching above her hips when his hips slammed against hers as she braced her arms on the table. They undulated, and beneath his pants she felt his c**k throb.
"I want to see you." His teeth grazed her neck. "I want to see your tits naked, your ni**les hard for me. Release them, Ria. Let me see them."
"The camera," she gasped.
"No one can see you. Release your pretty tits for me. Do it."
The hard, primal growl in his voice made her shake with lust. She had never been so damned turned on in her life. It was depraved, with the threat of the camera watching them.
Yet her hand moved, her fingers fumbling with the buttons as a little moan left her lips.
"Yeah. That's it, baby," he groaned, his long hair falling over her shoulder as he watched her unbutton the blouse. "Bare those pretty tits for me. Are they swollen, Ria? Do they ache for my mouth?"
They ached they were so swollen, her ni**les rasping against the lace of her bra as they hardened and became distended.
She fumbled with the buttons of her blouse but finally managed to release them.
"Pull the shirt from your skirt," he commanded, his voice harsh and rough and sending shudders of arousal tearing through her. "Do it. Fast."
She pulled the material free, biting her lip as the edges gaped open then.
"Release the bra." His breathing was hard, rough, small puffs of air striking her suddenly sweat-dampened neck. "Let me see your tits, baby. I want to look. Let me look and I'll wait to taste. I promise. Just give me this. Sweet God, just a little bit, Ria."
She couldn't believe this. It was so erotic she was melting. His voice at her ear, commanding her, and she was obeying. Her fingers moved to the front clasp, releasing it slowly as shards of sensation raced through her system.
When the material slackened, she drew the cups free of her heavy br**sts, feeling her hips twitch, press tighter against the c**k grinding into her rear.
"How pretty," he breathed.
Ria stared down at the ripe curves. They were so swollen that her hard ni**les poked out like little soldiers standing to attention. They were hot, desperate to be touched. To be taken.
"Touch them. Let me see you playing with your ni**les."
"No." Shock pushed the word passed her lips.
A second later his teeth nipped her neck, sending curling pleasure/pain rushing straight to her tormented clit.
"Do it." His voice changed, becoming deeper, darker. "Do it or I will. I'll do it, and then there'll be no stopping. I won't stop before my c**k is buried so deep inside you that you'll never be free of me."
The camera. Oh God, she had to remember the camera. She had to remember her vow not to let him take her, not to let herself love him. If he took her, he was right, she would never be free. There would be no way to hold her heart back from him.
"Mercury," she whispered miserably. "This is too dangerous."
"Now." The harsh rumble spurred her to action.
One hand moved, her thumb and forefinger gripping her nipple as sensuality overwhelmed her.
"God! Fuck! Yes. Show me what you like, Ria. Show me so that when I get my mouth there I'll know how to pleasure you."
Her fingers tightened as rational thought disappeared. She rolled the stiff flesh, moaning in rapture as his hips pressed hers into the table and ground her clit against the edge. She shook, shuddered and pressed closer to the sensation as her own fingers tormented her nipple.
"Your ni**les are blushing," he whispered. "I can see that pretty pink reddening, baby. Just like they're going to redden for my mouth. My tongue. My teeth."
His teeth.
Ria jerked against him at the thought of his teeth rasping over the tender tips. Oh, she wanted that. She wanted it so desperately she was on fire for it now. Her hips bucked against the table, rubbing her clit harder against the friction as another moan broke free of her lips.
The camera. Remember the camera.
"I'm going to f**k you, Ria. I'm going to rip those panties off your body and push every f**king inch of my c**k up your pu**y at once. I want to hear you scream. I want the pleasure to be so hard and so fast you can't fight it. That all you can do is come for it."