Page 87 of If You Give a CEO a Chance

“Jesus Christ,” I groan as my muscles tighten, my orgasm shooting through me.

My cock jerks under her hand as cum fills her mouth.

“Swallow for me, baby,” I order, relaxing my grip around her neck.

I can’t look away as she laps up every drop, licking me clean. When she’s finished, my cock springs free from her mouth with a loudpop. I reach out to wipe away a bead of cum dripping down her chin, holding it out to her. She takes my wrist, drawing it closer, her tongue darts out to clean it off.

I take her hand to help her off the floor.

“Let’s get you out of those clothes, beautiful.”

“You’ve got two hands. Better put them to good use,” she taunts.

“You better watch that mouth of yours, considering I’m in charge now,” I caution her with a sly grin. “Now, bemygood girl and lift your arms.”

She slightly narrows her eyes, but complies.

I tug her shirt over her head and drop it to the floor. My hands are back on her within seconds, unclasping her bra. I have to suppress a groan when her pert breasts come into view. They’re begging for my attention, but I restrain myself for now. There will be plenty of time to worship her perfect tits later.

I pull her shorts down until they pool at her ankles. She lets out a sharp exhale when I trace lazy circles on her thighs. My fingers reach her panties, observing that they’re damp, accompanied by the smell of her arousal. I slowly drag them down her legs, and Fallon grabs hold of my shoulders to keep her balance, as she lifts one leg at a time.

She stands before me, her shoulders squared, gloriously naked. I’m captivated by her sinful curves, her ocean-blue eyes that seem to sparkle when she smiles, and her swollen lips that are slightly parted.

Fucking hell. She’s a wet dream come to life.

I take her hands in mine, bringing them to my mouth for a kiss. “God, you’re perfect like this. I just wanted to take a moment to look at you,” I say, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

Fallon blinks, offering me a soft smile, turning to her nightstand, and pulling out a condom. She stares at it in her hand, glancing up at me.

“Honestly, I’d rather not use this. I have an IUD.”

My heart is hammering in my chest as I tuck a piece of hair behind her ear. “Are you sure? I’m clean, and I’ve never gone without a condom before. But if you’re not ready…” I trail off, my hand twitching slightly.

I’ve never gone bareback, but it’s something I want to experience with Fallon. It requires trust that I know we’re still building, so if she’s not ready, I’d never pressure her.

Fallon cups my jaw, tilting my head to face her. “I want you without anything between us, and that’s final,” she adds with a grin.

Her words bring warmth to my chest.

I lose my train of thought when I spot something sticking out of the open nightstand drawer. When I look closer, I see her bedazzled vibrator.

This is a pleasant surprise.

Yes, I’ve watched her take care of herself while using it, but I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t fantasized about getting her off with it.

“This is familiar,” I say coyly, retrieving the device and holding it out. “I think the sparkles give it a nice touch, don’t you think?”

Fallon smirks, climbing onto the bed and crawling to the middle.

“It’d be even better if it were in use, don’t you think?” She spreading open her legs, giving me an obscene view of her pussy.

“You read my mind.” The mattress dips as I join her, hovering above her.

I lean down and wrap my mouth around one of her nipples, gliding my tongue across the areola.

“Harrison,” she breathes, my name falling from her lips like a prayer. She inhales sharply as I alternate between flicking her nipple with my tongue and tugging it taut with my teeth. “Oh, shit,” she cries out.

There’s nothing better than having her at my mercy while I worship her. I grin as I continue to ravish her tits with my mouth, my hand trailing down her chest until I get to her stomach, drawing patterns with the pad of my finger. When I reach her legs, they fall open, eager to accept me.

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