Page 66 of Tender Offer
That’s the last word he hears before raw possession takes over.
Chapter 35
Preston
Three cups of coffee weren’t enough to shake off the jet lag that’s holding me hostage after this weekend’s last-minute trip. I’ve been a functional zombie all day, smiling and nodding to keep up appearances. Operating on autopilot is a super power I wield when necessary, and it was essential after yesterday’s four-hour round-trip flight.
I’m exhausted, but I’m wide awake now.
“Mmh.” The turbulence of my thrust knocks the breath from Madison’s lungs. A tremor touches her mouth as her jaw goes slack and her eyes widen at the force. Our eyes untangle, and mine settle on the spot where my thighs, wrapped in a marine blue suit, smack into the target between her legs.
She reaches for my belt, but I smack her hand away. “The first time you’ll feel it is when I make love to you,” I say. Her back arches off polished wood when my grip tightens. “Fuck, I want you, Puff.” I swivel my hips into her spot. Her groan is so deep, I nearly come from the vibration.
Having her again sparks something feral inside me. I want to pleasure her, protect her, and cherish her for however long she’ll let me.
The force of my body is a Mack truck, nudging the desk forward while teasing her walls. Every feeling I hold for her plays out on my face.
Adoration.
Reverence.
Hunger.
How the hell do I take off this jumpsuit without ripping it? Madison flips over to give me her back, and I pull the gold zipper down her spine. Her eyes lock on Gisele. I haven’t seen her in months, which raises the question why she’s in my office.
I was prepared to grovel and do whatever it takes to get Madison to trust me again. I still am, but the airiness of her inhale alerted me to a different need.
My Puff enjoys watching and being watched.
The symphony of her moans at my soft pecks to her back hardens my dick, which is fighting to break free. She meets Gisele’s narrowed eyes head-on and pulls down her one-piece outfit to reveal a black strapless bra and thong.
Fuck, this woman.
Madison was never shy about her body. She loves every dip and curve—wide hips, thighs, and breasts that spill out of two hands. Her confidence is one of the things I love about her, and I’m here to be of service.
Her nipples pucker against the satin cups of her bra. I release it and cover her breasts with my hands.
“Let her see,” she says, her chin tipped toward Gisele, who’s too stunned to leave. Imagine that.
I spin Madison around to face me and bite my lower lip. “You’re beautiful, Puff.” I lower her to the desk and grunt at her exposed breasts. “I’m fucking these soon.”
Her eyes roll to the back of her head at the first swipe of my tongue. I palm both of her titties together and draw the hardened peaks into my mouth. The long swipes and grazes of my teeth demand her euphoria.
Madison raises her hips for me to pull down the rest of her jumpsuit, and soon it pools at her feet. It’s my mouth’s cue to follow an invisible trail to the source that’s leaking onto my desk.
“I can taste you from here,” I murmur, settling into a squat and tossing her legs over my shoulders. “Don’t run from me.”
She braces but almost flies off the desk when I tug on the lace thong that’s choking her plump pussy lips. The motion ignites a shockwave over the indent of her sensitive bud, which I suck into my mouth. I tease her with the friction of the black fabric and the heat of my breath.
“Preston!” she yelps when the thong rips in half before my mouth is back on her. I lap and swirl her engorged clit until her legs fall open and she digs her heels into my desk.
Slurps and pants echo off black walls as I feast on Madison, satisfying a fifteen-year hunger. She gasps at the building orgasm that threatens a foot cramp with how hard her toes are curling. When my fingers strum her G-spot, her voice hits a Whitney Houston note.
“Let it out, Puff,” I say. She’d scoff if she weren’t about to squirt in my mouth.
Movement near the office door has my eyes on Gisele. I slip three fingers inside Madison and glare. Gisele swallows and nods before closing the door behind her.
I shove Madison’s legs farther apart and suck her with enough force to snatch her soul. She squirms, earning a chuckle and a pussy slap. “Quit running and let me taste you. You can take it, baby.” I stand and flip us so my back is on the desk. My fingers dig into her round cheeks as I guide them to hover over my face.
