Page 30 of Hidden Heart

“Please, Royce!” she said again, wanting to reach out and touch him, but he kept himself slightly out of her reach as he continued to stroke her sex with the leather flapper.

“Yes, Jessica?” His voice toyed with her. A small bead of moisture formed on the head of his dick.

“I want—” she hated how much she loved this, “—to suck you.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.

“Ask nicely, Jessica.” He tossed the crop to the foot of the bed and moved to stand near her head. So close, if she were to lean a bit, she could taste him, but he hadn’t told her she could move yet.

“Please, may I—uh…may I please suck you?” She lifted her gaze to his. Raw lust stared down at her. He knelt on the bed, and with one hand, lifted her head before sliding his cock between her open lips. The salty flavor of his dick slipped over her tongue as he pushed harder into her mouth, not stopping until he reached her throat.

“Aw, fuck, Jessica.” He retreated, then thrust forward into her mouth. “Open wider. Relax your throat,” he instructed, his voice raw. She managed to relax her gag reflex. Slow thrusts, all the way in, then dragging out. His cock thickened. He hadn’t come in her mouth before, but she wanted him to this time. She wanted to feel the hot stream of his release on her tongue and sliding down her throat, but he had other ideas.

He pulled away from her, leaning down to kiss her hard on her lips. She groaned, her need growing with his touch. “Close your eyes,” he whispered, and she obeyed. His pants dropped to the floor, and his belt buckle jangled. Her ass flinched at the memory of his belt, but she relaxed. A drawer opened. A package tore. She smiled when the bed dipped as he knelt between her legs. “Damn, you look beautiful like this,” he said, pressing the tip of his dick against her hot, wet, aching entrance. “Your pussy is all pink from the spanking. You’re so fucking wet.” He pushed into her, and she gasped as his thrust filled her to the hilt. “Hold your legs open for me, Jessica. Give me your pussy.”

Wrapping her arms around her knees, she pulled her legs toward her chest and opened them. He growled again with the sensation of filling her. Quick, hard thrusts of his cock, and she matched his animalistic grunts. They moved together, taking and giving with ease, both starving for the other. He gripped her hips as he continued to pump into her, his balls slapping her ass. Her tender pussy clamped around him as he fucked her harder and harder.

“Royce…I need to…oh…please!” She bucked up at him.

He slowed his thrusts and slid a hand between their bodies, stroking her clit lightly. “I love you like this. Spread for me, open and taking my cock.” His words only amplified her need and urgency. “You took your spanking so well.” Slow thrusts of his cock, and harder strokes on her clit. “Come for me, Jess. Come hard for me.”

As though her body had been waiting for those words, her orgasm overtook her. She dropped her legs and clutched his bare shoulders as his thrusts came faster, harder, driving through her release. Harsh pulses of orgasmic wonder shook her while he pumped into her once, twice, and then stilled, his cock throbbing inside her. Her tender flesh felt his orgasm, the thick pulsations drawing out the last of her own orgasm.

For several moments, he lay with his head resting on her chest, catching his breath. Softly, she ran her fingers up and down his arms as she tried to contain the wild emotions her release had brought on. She had been completely wanton. Wanting to suck his dick? Asking to? The disappointment she’d felt when he didn’t come in her mouth? Desires she’d shoved down deep for so long slowly surfaced. If she wasn’t careful, he’d turn her into someone she’d struggled to suppress.

Slipping from her, he gave her a quick kiss and disappeared into the bathroom. When he returned, he wore a pair of boxers and carried a wet towel. He wiped her down carefully. “Are you sore?” he asked, a smile hinting on his lips.

“Only a little,” she answered, wishing she could pull the covers over her naked body. His attention on her, after the haze of their lovemaking dwindled, ramped up her vulnerability. He tossed the towel into the hamper and joined her in bed. He pulled her to him, tucking her head beneath his chin.

Being wrapped in his arms eased her worries, leaving her with the warmth of his protection. Seeing James had jarred her, brought forward painful memories. Royce had managed to soothe them all away.

“James was an idiot,” Royce said when she thought he’d fallen asleep. She turned around to face him.

“What?” she asked, unsure she heard him right.

“James. He’s an ass. He’s never to going to be happy, and he’ll always hurt the people around him.” Royce pushed a few stray hairs from her face and rolled to his back, pulling her to lie on his chest. “I would never, ever hurt you like that.” His vow was given with such force, his chest tensed. “And I won’t let anyone else hurt you either.” A tender kiss to her forehead sealed his promise.

And heaven help her, she believed him.

Chapter 10

Royce sat at his desk checking emails and doing his best to concentrate on work. Jessica had spent the weekend with him, and the memory of each session continued to play over in his mind. Try as he might, the erection he sported from the memories, wouldn’t fade away.

She’d been so open with him about James, and the way she’d allowed him to push her on her anal limit surprised him as well. Could the little nicks he’d been making in that wall of hers be having an impact? Other men had hurt her, had built that damn wall brick by brick. He couldn’t change her past relationships, but he meant it when he promised never to hurt her. How could he when all he wanted to do was wrap his arms around her and hold her close. The woman was wiggling herself into his heart.

“Hey, you got a minute?” Alex walked into his office and plopped into a chair before Royce even glanced up from the computer screen.

“Sure.” Royce turned his attention to Alex, shifting in his chair. He owed Alex. Not only had he been helpful in bringing him up to speed with the company and getting him settled, he’d been the one to introduce him to Jessica. Although, he doubted that had been the man’s intention at all. The way Alex tensed at the mention of her told him he wasn’t exactly thrilled at the way things had progressed. To his credit, Alex hadn’t said a word. Royce knew Jessica saw him as a brother, and he was sure it was a source of frustration for Alex. He couldn’t help but feel for him in that regard. Jessica was a very special woman, and if he was forced to watch her from the outside, it would be his undoing.

“Jansen wants a rundown of accounts and teams, I told him I’d let you know.” Alex tapped his fingers on his knee.

“Okay, not a problem.” Royce looked at him, willing him to continue. That wasn’t a reason to stop by his office—that was a one-sentence email. “What is it?” He sat back in his chair, taking a more relaxed stance.

“It’s Jessica,” Alex breathed out, his gaze meeting Royce’s. Discomfort and apprehension lingered in his eyes. “She told me about James,” he continued, piquing Royce’s interest.

“Yeah. We ran into him and his girlfriend on Saturday,” Royce confirmed. “He looked every bit the asshole. As much as of an ass as he is for walking out on her like that, I’m not upset he did.”

Alex shifted in his seat. “Yeah, she told me what she said. She wasn’t being completely truthful, though. James was bad news. He…well, he put her through hell for several months before he finally walked out. Cheating on her right in front of her face, promising he stopped, then doing it again. It was almost as if he wanted her to know each time, like it gave him a sick thrill.” Heat underplayed Alex’s tone.

“That’s more than she described.” Royce tried to keep an even tone, not showing any sort of reaction. Alex may have understood he sat firmly on the sidelines, but it didn’t mean he didn’t want in the game.

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