Nevaeh's lips parted slightly as Rick's calloused thumb smeared her lipstick. Her eyes were closed and she could feel Rick's breath against her face, smelling of a mix of brandy and whiskey. Nevaeh took Rick by surprise, opening her mouth to suck on his thumb. "You're a fucking dirty girl, aren't you?" He growled, grasping her neck with his other hand. "Dirty little slut," Rick dropped his hand between her thighs, moving his face close enough to kiss Nevaeh. "Aren't you?" He mumbled against her lips. "Answer daddy."
Her pulse was pounding beneath Rick's lips which were trailing along her neck and collar bones. "Y-yes, daddy," she whimpered. His head whipped up then, a wicked grin plastered across his face. Rick stood, pulling Nevaeh up with him. His lab coat was already on the floor in front of the windows, and he sauntered back to Nevaeh's desk.
"C-C'mere, baby," he sneered, beckoning her with the curl of his finger. Nevaeh abandoned her Louboutins next to Rick's coat, making her way to him. She watched him drop his shirt to the floor, admiring his broad shoulders and the light hair on his chest, leading down to his pelvis. Her arms wrapped around his neck, standing between his legs. "You-you look so fuckin' go-ugh-od, baby," Rick belched lightly, his fingers traveling to unbutton her blouse. "Like a fuckin' snack." Her blouse fell at their feet, followed by the lacy white bra covering her breasts. Rick's brow rose in approval, noticing the small barbell piercings, running his thumbs across Nevaeh's perked up nipples. He trailed a mix of kisses and hard bites across her pale skin until his tongue met her left nipple.
Nevaeh let out a soft noise of pleasure, her fingers toying with Rick's spiky hair. She could feel his cock pressing against her thigh. "Come here, daddy," she sang, her fingers falling to his belt buckle. Rick caught her hands as she unzipped his pants.
"Not so fast, s-sweetie." He stood, hooking his fingers in Nevaeh's pencil skirt. "Off." Rick was leaning against the edge of her desk, his pants slightly open while he worked himself through his boxers. "Turn around, let me see that fat fucking ass."
Nevaeh's body temperature sky rocketed, an aching blush spreading across her face as she reached around to unzip her skirt, her back to Rick. She felt his fingers ghosting against her spine as she bent to remove the skirt from around her legs. Rick's fingers hooked around her thong. "White thong. Ballsy." He pulled her back into him, reaching around to shove his hand in the front of her panties. "You're a dirty fucking girl, Nevaeh. You like when daddy calls you a dirty girl don't you." His fingers brushed her clit and she gasped.
"Yes, daddy I love it." She felt his cock pressed against her ass. She pushed closer into him, tilting her head for Rick to better access her neck. His teeth scraped across the skin, his free hand grasping her ass.
"Dirty little slut. Want me to fuck your pretty ass, don't you?"
Nevaeh hummed. Rick was a fucking freak and it made her even wetter. Rick noticed. "I take this as a yes," he laughed, pulling his hand from her panties and holding up his wet fingers. He snapped her thong against her skin, letting his hands fall. "Off." Nevaeh let her panties fall to the floor before kicking them underneath her desk. Rick moved, spinning her around and picking her up to sit her on the desk. His lips trailed her neck and chest, his fingers slowly easing into her wet pussy.
Nevaeh groaned in pleasure, her legs falling open as she leaned back, arms raised above her head. Rick admired the way her ribs poked against the fair skin of her abdomen. It was when his tongue met her swollen clit that she let out a loud groan of pleasure. "Fuck," she breathed, touching his hair for a moment.
"You like that?" Rick laughed, muffled against her skin. His tongue slipped down past her wetness, making her yelp. "What's the matter?" He smirked up at her. "Never got your ass eaten before?"
"You're a fuckin' freak, Rick," she laughed. Rick motioned for her to stand. He turned her around and bent her over her desk.
"Am I?" His dick twitched at the sound of Nevaeh's yelp as he sunk his middle finger into her. "You don't like when I finger your ass? Didn't you just say you wanted me to f-fuck it?" Rick watched her writhe beneath him. "Didn't you?"
"Yes, Daddy," she yelped.
She felt his cock pressing against her hole, felt Rick's spit making her wet. "Hold on," she murmured. She dug in the top left hand drawer of her desk until she found a small bottle of lubricant.
Rick snorted out a laugh. "The f-fuck. What the fuck is this? How often do you take guys up here for a quick fuck?"
"Not often, but this comes in handy," Nevaeh reached around to drop the bottle into Rick's hand, her tension easing as she felt the lube trickle down her skin as Rick began to prod her.
When he slipped into her the noise that came from her lips gave Rick goosebumps. She was heaven if he'd ever seen it. He shuddered as he watched her ass slide up and down his shaft. Rick reached around to tease Nevaeh's clit with his thumb, pounding into her.
"You're a dirty little slut, huh?" Rick's voice sent a shiver down her spine. "You like when Daddy fucks your ass." His lips were beside her ear pressed into her hair, which smelled like coconut. Rick didn't want to forget it.
"Uh-g-god, yes," she mumbled, pushing to meet his thrusts.
"I wanna see your face. Let me watch you cum." Rick pulled out, continuing to work himself. Nevaeh turned around, admiring the sight. Rick had a sly smirk across his face that gave her butterflies. She immediately dropped to her knees to take him in her mouth. Rick let out a gutteral moan in the back of his throat, his long fingers curling into her hair. He thrust his cock all the way to the back of her throat until she gagged, which made his dick twitch between her lips.
"That's good baby, choke on it. You know how Daddy likes it." Rick praised her, sifting his fingers through her hair as she batted her long eyelashes at him. "F-fuck," Rick squeezed his eyes shut. "Get-get up. I need to fuck you."
Nevaeh laid across her large desk, legs spread with a big smile on her face. "Come here Daddy," she purred, grasping at Rick's arms to pull him into her. "Come fuck me."
Rick didn't say anything, giving her an evil grin as he slammed into her. She was still unbelievably wet for him, making his girth less of a problem than she had thought. He watched as Nevaeh's eyes slipped closed and she let a long moan escape her lips. Rick watched his cock pound into her, his hands roaming her torso from her clavicle to her nipples, down to her hips where his thumbs pressed into the little indents above her pelvis.
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When she came she screamed Rick's name so high her voice cracked, her fingernails leaving indents on his shoulders, some of which drew blood. Her chest heaved up and down as Rick continued, her pussy raw and oversensktive from Rick's assault. His fingers curled around her throat, cutting off airflow until she grew dizzy. Rick released her and the rush was enough to make her moan. She thought she could cum again until he pulled out, kneeling over her so she could take him in her mouth.
"G-gughd. Good girl. Taste yourself. That's so fucking hot," he groaned, watching Nevaeh's lips wrap around him. It wasn't long before Rick finished, spilling into Nevaeh's mouth for her to swallow.
She stretched her arms above her head, gazing up at Rick. "Fuck," she breathed, her fingers tracing along his thigh.
"I'll say," he laughed, his voice gruff. He hopped from the desk to pull his boxers back on, swiping the bag of coke Nevaeh had abandoned on the floor. "S-stay - don't move, sweetie," he hummed, spilling some of the already crushed powder along her rib cage. He snorted the line, then another, swiping the excess across his gums before allowing Nevaeh to sit up. "Catch up," he said, plopping the bag in front of her before he crossed the room to scoop up his swester. He tossed it to Nevaeh to put on and she smiled at the small sentiment.
She slipped the fabric over her head and did three bumps before looking at Rick. He was standing in front of the large glass windows overlooking the city, his arm resting against the wall as he tapped his fingers.
He looked beautiful.
Nevaeh made her way to him, resting her hands on Rick's shoulders. She stared at him for a moment in the darkness with a light smile. Her eyes traced his face, from his brow, down the slope of his nose, to the light wrinkles that decorated his frowning lips. Her eyes continued down his chest and stomach to the "V" of his pelvis, then back up to his eyes. She loved his eyes, there was no way she could look away.
Rick's hands were resting on her hips, staring back at Nevaeh. He leaned into her for a moment, pressing his face to the side of her head. Then he kissed her so slowly, and there was something so intensely intimate about this moment that somehow put all their broken pieces together again.
"Baby, you're heaven," Rick murmured against her lips. He smelled like brandy and a faded cigarette, and she wanted that taste on her tongue forever. His eyes were closed but he could feel Nevaeh staring at him. "You're-you're fuckin' it. Just hiding."
Nevaeh was too overcome with emotion to say anything so she kissed him.