Page 27 of Jack Frost, CEO

Jack chuckles. “Please what, Maisie? Please… this?” He licks his thumb before swirling it around my clit, causing my legs to jerk around his hips. “Is that what you want, Maisie? You want to come?”

I nod, and his hand stills.

“Well, naughty girls don’t get to come just yet.”

I shriek as Jack rolls us over, sliding out of me.

“On your knees, ass up, now.” He smacks my ass when I don’t move fast enough.

As soon as I’m in position, he slams into me, grabbing a handful of my hair to help pull me back against him. Jack follows me over the edge of pleasure, coming in long spurts, splashing warmth into the center of my body. It’s absolutely delicious.

“Maisie. Fuck. Princess. This pussy could drive a man insane.” His tone is primal. It’s possessive, and I feel another shudder rack through my body. “C’mon.” Jack rolls away, and I stare after him, ogling his ass. “Let’s see about a shower. We still have to meet Marcus and Alexandra for breakfast.”

I follow Jack into his en suite. Once the water temperature is set and the room fills with steam, Jack pulls me into the glass stall, backing me up against the cold tiles. Popping open the top of his bodywash, he drizzles the cool gel over my chest before capping the bottle again. He cups my breasts, massaging the soap into my skin while tugging and pinching on my nipples. It feels like there’s a direct line between my chest and my clit, which pulses in time with his movements.

Jack snags a nipple between two fingers. At the same time, his other soapy hand slips down my body before settling between my legs. He then slides two fingers into my sheath, using his thumb to apply pressure to my clit. I can feel his cock hardening against my stomach as he continues his lazy assault on my senses. After every tug on my nipple, he presses harder against my clit, his fingers sliding in and out at a slow pace.

“Jack,” I pant. I feel like I may die if he stops, but I may also die if he doesn’t speed things up.

“Maisie.” His tone is light and teasing but tinged with heat. His pupils are so dilated there’s only a tiny ring of color. Jack removes his hand from my nipples and starts to stroke his cock in time with the fingers in my pussy. “You want this cock, Maisie?”

He strokes from root to tip, and I can’t take my eyes away. He’s so long and thick and delicious that I find myself nodding. Suddenly, Jack takes a step back, and I instantly feel bereft. He rinses off and quickly closes the distance again.

“You want this cock, then get on your knees and show me how much.” His voice is velvet over steel, and my knees shake as I sink to the floor, grateful for a solid surface under my body.

I cup his cock in my hands before sliding back and forth. Leaning forward, I dart out my tongue to lick the head, and Jack’s rough moan fills the small enclosure. I look up at him and see him staring down at me, his eyes blazing. My lashes flutter closed and I open my mouth to take him deeper.

He stops me. “Eyes on me. I want to see every expression on your face as you drain me dry.”

I hold his gaze and slide his thick length as far as I can take it without gagging. Hollowing out my cheeks, I start a slow rhythm that will allow me to take him deeper and deeper until he’s sliding down the back of my throat.

Jack leans over me with his hands on the tile, his breath coming out in hard pants above me. “Jesus. Fuck. Princess, yes, just like that. You look so beautiful with a mouthful of my cock. Show me how much you love it. Suck me deeper. Yes, God, fuck!”

It’s all the warning I get before I feel hot spurts of cum hitting my tongue and the back of my throat. I swallow quickly, not wanting to waste a drop, as Jack shakes and trembles. Then he grabs under my armpits and yanks me up, and my legs automatically go around his waist before he slams into me. How he’s still hard, I don’t know, but all thought is chased from my mind as the head of his cock relentlessly punishes my pussy.

“You just had to do that, didn’t you? You naughty girl. You just had to make me shoot into that perfect mouth. Swallowing it all like the perfect princess you are.”

Jack reaches up and pinches a nipple, tugging it while simultaneously biting my earlobe. “Yes, Princess. Come for me. Come all over this cock.”

That’s all it takes to send me over the edge. I come immediately and so hard that I can’t even move. My limbs feel like lead, and I’m almost certain I’ll never be able to walk again.

When I tell Jack as much, he laughs and gently sets me on the built-in bench, washing my hair and body, all before cleaning himself up too. I watch in a haze until he’s done and the water stops. Jack wraps a towel around his waist, then grabs one to wrap around me and carries me back into the bedroom.

Chapter 20

Jack

Isit on the side of the bed, holding Maisie in my lap as our heart rates settle. Her breath is soft as it puffs against my neck. I’m unsure how long we sit here before I feel a shiver rock her body.

“Are you ready to get dressed? We need to make our way to the resort.” I keep my tone soft and my voice low, in case she needs more recovery time. I don’t want her to feel like I’m trying to rush off to business, but we need to make this meeting.

“Yeah. I think I can walk now.” Her grin is wry, and I match it with one of my own.

Kissing her softly, I slide her off my lap and onto the bed, and we smile at each other for another few minutes.

“Okay. I need to straighten my hair and get dressed. Give me twenty minutes, and I’ll be ready. Promise.” Maisie wraps the towel tighter around herself and heads to her room.

I hear the soft click of her door before I get up and make my way into my closet, pulling out a pair of black jeans and a corduroy sweater. I make it downstairs and start brewing a pot of coffee. I’m pouring a cup when I notice Maisie come down the steps in well-worn jeans, a camel turtleneck sweater, and knee-high boots that make her legs look like they go on forever.

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