Page 44 of Seduction
My eyes opened slowly.I’d climaxed before I drifted off to sleep, and so had Jake. I wasn’t sure if he’d fallen asleep, but I hoped so. However, once again, I woke up alone. So many mornings, I’d awakened alone, but for some reason, I hated the feeling of Jake not being there.
I found a fresh robe in his closet, and before I walked out of it, I spotted several dresses hanging on the bar. My heart sank to my stomach, but then I remembered he’d said I could trust him, and his friend was like family. Even if the friend was a woman, they were too close to be lovers. If the friend was a man, then the dresses could belong to the man’s wife or girlfriend. Arriving at that conclusion allowed me to relax.
When I walked out of the room and to the kitchen to see if Jake had brunch prepared for me, I faintly heard his voice. He was home. I followed the sound and discovered him in a home office on the opposite side of the elevator. It was the first time I’d seen the room. And Jake looked so sexy sitting behind the desk. He had just set his cellphone down and stopped on his way to typing on the keyboard of his MacBook Pro.
“Hello,” I said, beaming and waving by wiggling my fingers.
“Come here,” he said, tilting his head.
My pulse raced as I strolled across the marble floor. I was surprised by how I was walking. I’d never fuck-walked to arouse a man in my life. I used to criticize those girls, but there I was, doing it myself.
When I was close enough, he seized me and slid a finger into my slit. I loved that it didn’t take him more than one try to find my clit.
“How did you sleep?” he asked, his finger-work stimulating me.
My eyes flitted closed as the orgasmic sensation feathered through my pussy.
“Fine,” I said breathlessly.
“I like the way this feels on my tongue,” he whispered thickly.
I felt like guiding my hips more toward his stimulation, but my legs were getting weaker by the moment, making it hard to stand. Finally, he stopped and shoved his computer forward and his chair back.
“Sit on the desk,” he ordered.
I did what he told me to do.
“Brace yourself,” he said.
I could sort of figure out the positions we were about to take, so I pressed my palms on top of his desk. Jake rolled his chair toward me. The anticipation alone made me cream. Then he grasped my hips, and I nearly hyperventilated in the moments before his hot wet tongue laved my clit, then all of a sudden, the sensation he aroused went from three to ten.
I gasped loudly and continuously. I wanted to reach for his head to help him give me a little reprieve, but if I took my hands off the desk, I would fall backward. Sucking air like a fish out of water, I wondered how the hell he was doing that. My pussy was clamped against Jake’s mouth, so I couldn’t see how his tongue was making me lose my mind.
“Ah!” I cried as an orgasm streaked through my pussy.
He didn’t stop. He made me scream repeatedly until my lower half felt exhausted. I was surprised how fast he could make my pussy ready for another orgasm. Eight times, I had come, and I thought he was ready to stop, but he wasn’t. Jake kept his eyes on me, watching me writhe and cry and moan his name. After my last orgasm, he shot to his feet, unzipped his pants and crammed his rigid cock into me.
He fucked me hard, gritting his teeth, shouting, “Ha!” with each stab.
“Your…” Jab.
“Fucking…” Jab.
“Pussy…” Jab.
“Oh!” He pulled his dick out, and his warm milk sprayed all over my belly.
“Holy shit,” I said. That was intense.
He slammed his palms on top of the desk, tonguing me like there was no tomorrow. “Are you on the pill?” he whispered thickly.
I shook my head, consumed by all facets of desire.
“We have to get you on the pill.”
“No, I have an IUD,” I whispered.
He frowned. “Why didn’t you tell me? I could’ve saved myself the fucking condoms.”
