Page 110 of Serving the CEO

I flicked my tongue back and forth across the sensitive skin, savoring the taste of her, the sounds she made. Whether I was simply looking at them, whipping them rosy, or using clamps on her nipples, she had fantastic tits. Fun to play with and deserving of all the worship I could lavish on them.

When she started to squirm, I threw my leg over her hips, keeping her in place. My cock, which had been throbbing since we’d kissed on the dance floor, rubbed against her thigh, creating the most exquisite sort of torture. Every suck of my mouth had her moaning my name and I reveled in the way this woman let herself go with me. I teased her with my teeth, smiling at the gasps each time I nibbled at her flesh.

“Derrick.” She buried her fingers in my hair, pushing at my head. “Please.”

I raised my head, letting her swollen nipple fall from my mouth with a wet sound. “Please, what? Tell me what you want, Jess.”

“Your mouth.” Her hungry gaze dropped to my lips. “I need your mouth on me.”

I nipped at the side of her breast. “My mouth was already on you.”

She made a face at me. “Not where I want it.”

I grinned at her, enjoying the banter. “And where is that?”

She glared at me. “My pussy. I want your mouth between my legs, your tongue in my pussy, getting me off. Is that specific enough for you?”

Laughing, I shifted over to lay between her legs. I pulled aside the damp lace and licked her slit from core to clit before I buried my tongue between her folds. With fingers and tongue, I worked her to the edge…and then pulled away. Smiling at her curses, I waited until I knew she’d eased back and then started again. After doing the same thing for a third time, she twisted her fingers in my hair and yanked hard enough to make me look up.

“Derrick.” Her voice held a warning.

“I want you to come this time,” I ordered. “Come all over my face and then I’m going to make love to you until you come on my cock too.”

The heat in her eyes flared even hotter. I loved the way she responded to my commands. We’d get back to the club and the playroom, but tonight wasn’t about any of that. Tonight was about me making sure she felt cherished…and loved.

I lowered my head again and didn’t hold back this time. In barely a minute, I had her crying out her pleasure, her thighs clamped on either side of my head, fingers pulling my hair until my eyes watered. I did everything I could to prolong her orgasm, stopping only when her body finally went limp.

The condom was on by the time her eyes fluttered open and then I was leaning over her, the tip of my cock at her entrance. She whimpered as I rubbed the head of my dick against her swollen clit. She grabbed at my arms and I hissed as her nails dug into my biceps, the little jolts of pain making my cock jump.

“Need you.” Her voice was rough.

I lowered my head, capturing her mouth in a brief, but scorching kiss. “You have me.”

I kept my eyes locked with hers as I slid home in one smooth stroke. She caught her breath as her body stretched to accommodate me and I fought with my body’s urge to pound into her without any finesse. Once I’d regained control of myself, I eased back, letting Jessica feel every inch of me. When only the end of me remained, I snapped my hips forward and drove into her.

“Fuck!” she cried out, her head tipping back.

I set a slow pace, taking each thrust as deep as I could, needing to be as close as physically possible to her. I’d never understood that whole ‘two become one’ thing. No matter how physically intimate I’d gotten with a woman, I’d never felt like we were one person.

Not until now.

Jessica and I fit together in a way that made me feel like I’d only been half a person until we’d come together, and I hadn’t even known it.

I suddenly sat back on my knees and pulled her up with me. The new position changed the way our bodies interlocked and we rocked against each other with a growing urgency. I rested my forehead against hers, our breath mingling between us. Her arms around my neck, her fingers twisted in the hair at the nape of my neck and her nipples rubbed against my chest, two little bullet points. As the pressure built inside me, one of my hands tightened its grip on her hip while the other dropped to the juncture where our bodies connected. Brushing my thumb across her clit, I barely made contact before she came.

The moment her pussy clamped down on me, I was gone. I bit her shoulder as she pressed her face to the side of my neck, her entire body shaking with the force of her orgasm. We clung to each other as we rode waves of ecstasy, but it was more than simple pleasure between us. I could feel it. Whatever it was that we’d started when she’d accepted my request for a date tonight, we’d just confirmed it here and now.

I didn’t have a name for what we were at the moment, but one thing I knew with absolute certainty.

I was hers and she was mine.

EPILOGUE

JESSICA

SIX MONTHS LATER

It wasa beautiful day for a wedding in Manhattan. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky and the temperature was perfect as I stood with my father just outside the entrance to the new venue Derrick and I had chosen together. We’d chosen everything together. Well, everything except my dress. That was all me and I absolutely loved it.

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