Page 24 of In Charge

“It’s ... your ... father.” I managed between breaths.

“Fuck him, I’m definitely not stopping.” His lips wrapped around me and sucked and licked until I screamed. My body tensed. Nothing was stopping my release this time, not even Robbie. An intense heat washed over my entire body as my orgasm ripped through me.

I came hard. It was unlike any orgasm I’d ever had. No man had ever been this attentive or this demanding of my body. Everything around me disappeared as my vision blurred. I was lost to my release, and the soft, gentle feel of Robbie’s lips at my core.

Until my phone rang again.

I picked up the phone and answered. “What?” I barked into the receiver.

Robbie pressed his fingers inside me again and teased my sensitive clit with his tongue. My body twitched, and I couldn’t stop the yelp that escaped my lips.

“Yes ... I ... I’m fine,” I said. “At the gym, running.”

Robbie laughed and started sucking my clit again with a force that felt like punishment. The most delicious and intense punishment imaginable. He had my body so worked up I was ready to come again.

“Yes, sir. Tomorrow ... Robbie, yes ... he’ll be here.” I slammed my phone to my chest, unable to contain the cry ready to break free. My legs were shaking, and I couldn’t stop my body from twitching. Robbie replaced his fingers with his tongue and the roughness of its surface nearly sent me over the edge. Again. I was so close to another orgasm it hurt, but my body refused to let go. The sound of Mr. Pennington’s voice called through my phone. Shit. Pulling my phone to my ear, I responded. “Yes, fine ... No really ... Dropped phone ... Yes, sir. He’ll be there ... Goodnight, sir.”

Robbie’s lips wrapped around me and his hands squeezed my ass. One long, hard lick across my center, and I was done for. Again. With his tongue buried inside me, I came again. I didn’t just come; I exploded and screamed his name over and over again as my release dragged out. Robbie stayed with me, his mouth devouring every moment of my climax. He didn’t stop until my body sagged, completely spent.

“That was amazing,” I sighed. He gently let my ass fall to my desk and leaned over me. With a smirk on his face, he kissed me.

He whispered in my ear, “Was that enough, or do you need more?”

“More, so much more.”

He swooped me up in his arms and carried me to the sofa. Gently, he sat me down and kissed me hard. “I’ll be right back, sweetheart.”

I propped my head up with my hand and watched him pull a condom out of his pant pocket. “Do you always carry a condom?” I teased.

“Only since I met you.”

I couldn’t help but laugh, but having my joke turn on me caused me to blush. I dropped my face to hide my reaction to his honesty. He was by my side quickly and lifted my face so my eyes met his.

“Don’t hide your beautiful face from me.” He smiled down at me. “I want to watch you. See your reaction as your needs are met.”

“As you wish, Mr. Pennington.” I rolled over onto my back and smiled. For weeks, I’d wanted this. To feel him inside and now that the moment was here, the anticipation of our union burned at my core.

Our eyes met, and he hesitated. Like he was studying my face, my reaction to our closeness.

“Give it to me.”

“Careful what you ask for.” He kissed my nose, my cheek, my chin. His tip pressed against my center, but didn’t enter. “Once I’m inside you, I may never want to leave.”

“Is that a threat, Mr. Pennington?” I felt his cock twitch at the sound of his name and his lips crashed into mine. I spread my legs wider, waiting for him to take me. In one slow thrust, he filled me. He felt so damn good, so damn perfect.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.” He moved slowly at first, with each thrust giving me more of him. It was a fullness and a pleasure like nothing else. My body pulsed and squeezed around him, welcoming every single inch. I threw my head back and moaned. “You’re killing me.”

Just when our bodies found a rhythm, he pulled out of me and waited until my eyes met his. “Keep ’em on me, sweetheart.”

Then he slammed fully inside me. I gasped at the sensation, my sensitive clit pulsing, ready for him to send me over the edge again. He kept up a steady rhythm and did it again. Pulled out, then slammed into me. Intense pleasure resonated throughout my entire body, and I dropped my head back and closed my eyes.

“No,” he pulled out. “Look at me. I want to watch you come.”

“You just did—twice, I might add.” I rocked my hips up to take more of him. “Damn, you feel good.”

“I need your eyes on me, sweetheart.” He pulled my body close and cradled my head between his hands. He kissed me deeply and filled me to the hilt. Again and again, with every movement he made, the tension built again in searing agony.

“Keep ... doing that ... and ...” my breathing increased. He thrust deeper inside but maintained his slow, rhythmic pace. “Faster ... Harder.”

“No, Maya.” His eyes burned for me. “We’re taking this slow.”

I wanted to object, but I was too consumed with pleasure to argue. With our eyes locked, he kissed me and sank deeper inside me. His slow, but powerful, movements were enough to send me into another spiral of pleasure, leaving me breathless.

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