Page 15 of CEO February: Brax Danvers
I pounded in and out until my body shook and my arms ached from holding her. She cried out, she screamed at one point, and then she came. She shuddered, her body rocked, and tears ran down her cheeks. She gasped for air, and then I came. I pumped my cum inside her feeling the slickness all around, seeing some seep from her pussy and drip to the grass.
“Oh my God,” she whispered, as I let her body gently down. I untied her wrists, and she placed her hands above her head and stretched. “Oh, my God,” she said, again.
I couldn’t hold myself up any longer. I slumped to the ground beside her. I turned my face to look at her. For a moment we just stared at each other.
Then she laughed. “Oh, my fucking God,” she said. I laughed with her. “I thought I was going to have a heart attack when you chased me. Jesus, Brax, you actually scared me at one point but… Oh. My. God. My body is on fire and don’t think we’re done yet,” she said.
I crawled to my knees and then stood. I reached down and helped her up. She winced and I saw blood on her foot.
“You’re hurt,” I said.
“My pussy hurts more than that so don’t worry,” she said.
I grabbed hold of her and lifted. I carried her back to the jetty, and then ran and jumped into the water, not caring I still had jeans on.
“You’re mad,” she said, pushing the hair from her face and laughing. I shrugged my shoulders.
We swam a little and chatted. She told me she’d bought this house after she’d divorced her husband. She sounded sad as she explained they were still good friends, they just wanted very different things in life.
“Do you fuck him?” I asked.
“Sometimes, but only when he’s single.”
She swam toward me and placed her arms around my neck. I held her as we headed back to the jetty. I was about to climb out when she submerged. We could both reach the bottom of the lake and I wondered what she was doing. I felt her pull my cock from my still unzipped jeans and her mouth closed around it. I rested my arms on the wood behind me and let her suck me. Only once did she raise her head to gasp in a lungful of air before diving back down again. She then jerked me off until I came.
When we climbed onto the jetty I winced at the sight of her back. She had scratches all over her. Her legs had whip marks where she’d run through bushes. When she turned, she had bite marks too.
“Shit,” I said.
She laughed. “Stand by your own words. Tomorrow, I’ll remember exactly what happened here. Now, I think we need wine before we decide on round two.”
She picked up her robe and slipped it on. I tucked my cock away and grabbed my clothes. We walked back toward the house and into the kitchen.
She handed me a towel. “Do you want to change?” she asked.
I stripped off my jeans and used the towel to dry myself. I put on the shorts I’d brought and held my arms out. “Ta da,” I said.
She opened an oversized fridge and pulled out a bottle of blush, she held it for me to see and I nodded. She grabbed two glasses and asked me to fill the ice bucket. I held it under her ice machine and then joined her on her patio. The sun was descending and the heat not so uncomfortable. We sat, drank, and chatted. She was easy to talk to, we talked about our businesses and my life in the US. It was with reluctance that I noticed the time and stood.
“We may have to save round two for another time,” I said.
She smiled up at me and nodded. I placed the glass on the table and leaned down. I reached into her robe and she parted her legs. I swiped over her, inserting my fingers into her pussy while I kissed her. She moaned and raised her chin, deepening the kiss.
I pulled my fingers from her and stood upright, I raised them to my lips and licked. “Something to remind me of you on my trip home,” I said.
“Round two will be you fucking me in that car,” she called out as I walked away.
I laughed and turned, walking backward. “You bet.”
I drove home wondering when round two was, and already excited for it.
Chapter Six
Sally had moved into the kitchen, and she whined when I walked in. She seemed sheepish and I realized that she’d peed on the floor.
“Hey, that’s okay, I left you too long,” I said, even though I’d left the back door open for her.
I cleaned the floor and changed into more suitable clothes. I then grabbed her leash and took her outside. Before we set off for a walk, I tested the pavement with the back of my hand, making sure it wasn’t too hot for her paws and then I stuck to grassy areas within the park. I smiled as I walked, thinking of Darryl and the things we’d done. There were plenty of men who would’ve been envious of me. I fucked when I wanted with no strings attached, but then a pang of loneliness hit me. It was a shallow life I led. I guessed I couldn’t have it both ways, of course.
