Page 6 of Power Play

I used my thumb against her clit until she was opening her legs wider, pushing up against me and I sunk in three inches. She gasped, short and sharp.

“Kit,” I said, holding myself still. She was wet and really hot, but I’d never fucked a woman so tight.

“Please,” she whispered in my ear, and I was a goner. I sunk in deep, felt the shudder and hitch of her body. I pulled out slowly, her muscles clinging to my cock and I nearly lost my mind. No one had ever felt like this. No one would feel like this again.

Was this woman ruining me for other women?

I laughed in my throat and worked her clit. She had to come, and quick, because I could feel the pressure mounting in my spine.

I thrust, slow and deep, and she cried out. Her hands clutching me. “Yes,” I said into her ear, sucking it into my mouth. “Like that. Come, honey. Come all over my cock.”

Her pussy squeezed me like a fist, and it was over for me. I couldn’t resist. I pressed my mouth to hers, breathing in her air. Giving her mine, I shattered into a million pieces. She held me, her fingers clutched against my skin. Her lips against mine. Shewhispered nonsense into my mouth, and I was doing the same. Talking about her perfect pussy taking me so good.

I stilled and lifted myself up on my hands. Seeing her face in the shadows was impossible.

“That was…” She didn’t finish her thought.

“Yeah. You good?” I asked her.

“Very good,” she said and I saw the glimmer of her teeth as she smiled.

“Good,” I laughed and kissed her chin. “I mean. Me. Good too. Not…me good too, I’m not a caveman. I meant I’m really good too and will be again soon. Very soon.”

“I think you lost some brain cells there, buddy,” she laughed and then sighed. I liked it when women laughed and then sighed. I liked it when they did it with me in bed. It told me they were relaxed. They knew they were safe. They’d be taken care of. It made me feel like I’d done my job right.

It wasn’t a Stanley Cup, but it was pretty awesome.

“Stay here. I’ll be right back,” I said and rolled away, both of us making hissing sounds as I pulled out of her.

I got off the bed and headed for the bathroom.

“There’s water in the mini fridge if you want some,” I told her as I pulled my phone out of the front pocket of my suit. “You can have anything out of the mini fridge. Or we can order room service. We didn’t stay for dinner and this place has awesome fries. We’ll get some.”

I went into the bathroom, tossed the condom and then took a piss.

Then I had to text my brother.

Me: Wy. This is it. I found her. The most amazing woman.

Wyatt: Aren’t you at that charity thing, getting wined and dined?

Me: Yeah. I met her there. Her dad is that financial guy everyone invests with.

Wyatt: Barrington? Please don’t tell me you invested all your money just so you could get in his daughter’s pants.

Me: First of all, she’s not some woman. She’s amazing. And I didn’t do it to get in her pants. I did it because it’s smart business. Not that you would know.

Wyatt: Be careful man, Jonesy on my team just invested with a guy months ago and said he hasn’t seen any financial records and every time he calls the office he gets some bullshit answer.

Me: Stop being a killjoy. I’m happy. Let me be happy.

Wyatt: Fine. Be happy.

Ugh. My brother. Honestly. He could take the fun out of anything.

I washed my hands and stepped out of the bathroom, expecting to see Kit curled up on my bed, eating some of that good chocolate from the mini fridge and perusing the room service menu.

But the bed was empty. Her dress and shoes were gone.

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