Page 56 of Wreck Me
Her body on fire and her mind set on giving him something to remember long after she left, Megan crossed the room to stand in front of him. When she lowered to her knees, his jaw tightened, and the words he spoke into the phone faltered slightly.
With her eyes on his, she unbuttoned his jeans and lowered the zipper. The rasp of the metal was magnified in the quiet of the room since whoever was on the other end of the phone was speaking. Megan’s eyes dropped to his erection as she rubbed her hand up and down the length through the cotton boxer briefs. It jerked at her touch and became impossibly harder and longer, the crown poking up at the waistband. Aidan cleared his throat and tried to speak into the phone.
She released his cock from its confines and wrapped it in her hand, giving it a couple of long tugs from root to tip. Just like everything about this man, even his penis was a work of art. It was swollen and waiting for her mouth. Her mouth that watered.
He coughed, and she glanced up to find his gaze hot on her. When she ran her hand up and down the hard length again, he canted his hips forward. When he tried to put his hand on her head, she moved out of his reach and wagged a finger at him with a cheeky grin. He rolled his eyes with a heavy sigh but put his hand back on his hip, letting her take the lead.
She laid her hands on his hips and licked the head like it was the best lollipop she’d ever had, swirling her tongue around the engorged end before dipping into the slit where it weeped with precum. She groaned and looked up at him when she flattened her tongue against him and took him deep into her mouth. God, he tasted amazing. It was an erotic combination of soap and salty man.
He covered up his groan with a cough. “Yeah. I get it. Look, sheriff, I’ve uh…I’ve had an emergency come up…no, it’s fine. Nothing serious, but I…uh…”
His voice faltered and he squeezed his eyes shut for a moment before he could continue. “I’ve got to take care of an issue.”
Their eyes met as her mouth closed around him again and moved up and down his shaft. Each time she took him in, she left him slick, making it easier for her to take in his full length. When he hit the back of her throat, he ground out into the phone. “Talk later.”
He threw the phone on the desk and grabbed her ponytail in one hand and lifted his shirt with the other. His eyes blazed blue fire. “Fuck…”
His hand fisted in his shirt holding it out of the way, his abs contracting and releasing with each thrust. He panted every time he pushed into her mouth.
“You want me to fuck your amazing mouth? That what you want? You dirty girl.” With her mouth full of him, all she could do was nod and hum her agreement. His eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head.
Megan wasn’t sure she’d ever been so turned on in her life. Watching Aidan be vulnerable with her when he was one of the strongest men she knew was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen.
She wasn’t sure why she bothered with underwear when he was around. It either ended up off her or so wet she had to take them off.
Aidan guided her up and down his long length, his breathing changed to a pant, and, if it were possible, he grew bigger in her mouth. “I’m close, baby. So close.”
Megan wanted to help him chase down that release, give him all that she could and take all that he wanted to give. She picked up the pace and his hips bucked into her mouth.
“Shit, Megan. I’m gonna come. Fuuucckkkk…”
His groan was low and guttural as rope after rope of his release hit the back of her throat. His grip on her hair loosened and he slumped against his desk, his eyes closed as he tried to regain his breath.
She sat back on her haunches, wiping the corners of her mouth with her index finger and licking her lips. She couldn’t stop the grin forming on her lips if she tried. “You okay?” she asked.
He opened his eyes and held out his hand, helping her to her feet before tucking himself in and zipping up. “I’m fucking fantastic.” Pinching her chin, he lifted it up and lowered his mouth to hers. It was a slow, sweet kiss, a nibble of her lips before he pulled back then leaned his forehead on hers. “Hi. I missed you today.”
When he said things like that, causing her heart to go into free fall, showing her a side that he showed only a select few people, she wondered what the hell they were doing. And how the hell she was going to continue life post Aidan.
“I missed you too.”
It was the truth and that was the shitty part of the deal. But she pushed the nagging thoughts away. One day at a time, isn’t that what she’d told Charley? She needed to heed her own advice.
He lifted his head and looked down at her through narrowed eyes and a crooked smile. “You’re a bad girl, Megan.”
She bobbed her head side to side. “I don’t know. Maybe?”
“You know what happens to bad girls?”
“Are you going to show me?” God, she really hoped he’d show her.
His eyes darkened and he licked his lips. “I am. But you’ll have to wait until we get home. We’re running late.”
She dropped her jaw. “You’re going to make me wait?”
He chuckled and dropped a quick hard kiss to her lips. “Consider this phase one of the punishment.”
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