Page 64 of Drive Me Wild
I let go of him and do what I’m told.
“Now, when you grip me, it’s lubricated.”
I reach back up to stroke him again, and his moan is much deeper but also punctuated like he can’t catch his breath.
“You can twist your hand a little too, as you—mmf— damn. Yes.”
I swipe my thumb over the glistening tip as I stroke him, and he leans against the bed to hold himself up. I take this sign of weak knees as a good thing.
“The tip is the most sensitive part, especially the underside of the rim.”
“This part?” I run my tongue along the edge of the head of his cock.
He erupts in a moan and again grips me by the hair.
I take the whole thing in my mouth and slide my tongue around the rim again. His grip tightens in my hair. When I pull my mouth away, he looks down at me with hooded eyes.
“Only take me in as much as you can.”
“How far do women usually go?”
“It doesn’t matter, Zoe. You feel amazing.”
He caresses my cheek with his thumb, and I open my mouth to take him in while stroking him. I feel him hit the back of my throat, and my eyes water, but when I see how much he likes it, I swallow and then pull him out to do it again.
I find a rhythm as his groans grow louder and more desperate. Each time he reaches the back of my throat, I try to open it up like I used to in choir practice. I start to lose myself when I hear him whisper.
“Touch yourself, Zoe.”
I reach down between my legs and feel the wetness that has pooled in my panties. My clit is hard and throbbing, aching for the release that I’m trying to bring to Caleb.
“That’s it. Spread your legs wide while you take me.”
I push my knees outward on the wooden floor and catch a peek of myself in the mirror of the cupboard as I adjust. It’s thrilling to see myself kneeling in front of him, pleasing him, pulling desire out of him, making me erupt with even more want.
My pace quickens as I feel myself grow closer to climax. He’s leaning further into the bed to hold himself up, and his moans are in rhythm with my movements.
“Fuck. I’m close, Zoe. You feel so good. Like that. Yes.”
He’s panting and gripping my hair so tight that it feels like my scalp is growing, and it’s shocking how much it turns me on.
I reach my hand up to massage his balls, and he barks out my name in pleasure before I feel hot fluid fill my mouth. I swallow it back so I can breathe, but it only makes him moan even louder.
He slumps on the floor in front of me, his legs wide to encompass me.
“You are perfect.” He mumbles before he guides me down to the floor and buries his face in my folds.
Chapter Thirty-One: Zoe
Iprint out my business plan and tuck it into a new binder. My hands are sweaty as I put everything in a tote bag and get dressed. I want to look as professional as possible, so I opt for black trousers and a cream blouse. I don’t own a suit jacket, so I shrug on a cardigan that doesn’t have too many pills on the sleeves, then slip into my shoes and coat.
Caleb left last night after dinner so I could fret over my plan without disruption. That man is a serious disruption to everything. It’s hard to be within ten feet of him without wanting to rip his clothes off. Even when I’m dead tired and need to focus what little energy I have on making this dream come true.
I walk down the stairs to my car and catch Renée loading up her car with a few tools.
“New job site?”
“Yeah. I’m leading my first crew. Got a new employee who starts today.”
