Page 29 of A Mutually Beneficial Proposal

“So fucking wet already,” he groans, then rubs a thumb lightly over my clit.

I buck against him. I’m not in the mood for foreplay. I need to take the edge off whatever has been simmering between us throughout the day. We can take our time later, but right now, I need his dick inside me more than I need my next breath if I’m expected to not overthink this whole situation.

I just keep trying to remind myself that this is no different than going home with someone after the first date. I’ve done it before, and I certainly don’t slut shame others who do so more often. I deserve a night of being devoured after all the hell I’ve been through, and since Owen seems so willing to oblige…

I yank on the belt I spot between my quivering thighs, and he gets the point. His tongue drives into my mouth with the same eagerness I’m unable to control. His hand leaves my slick center, and he has his pants down in a matter of seconds, all while he’s still tongue-fucking my mouth like a damn king.

“Condom,” he mutters.

“Fuck.” I have an IUD, but given Gavin was cheating on me, I can’t be certain of anything. Plus, I don’t know Owen. We’re better safe than itchy later.

“Inner left pocket,” he adds.

Oh, thank fuck he’s a confident man. I reach inside his suitcoat and pull out the foil wrapper, tearing it open with my teeth.

Owen takes the condom from me and lifts me higher before sliding the rubber on. I slip down the door I’m still pressed against, and the head of his thick cock presses against my needy pussy. I push down, wet enough for him that the layer between us isn’t going to be a problem.

He rises and thrusts inside me so hard and fast that I nearly come at first contact. My nails dig into his shoulders, and I groan loudly while powerful shivers travel down my spine.

I tighten my legs around his waist, and his hands grip my ribs. He’s pounding into me with abandon, and I tilt my head back against the door. The action pushes my chest forward and Owen doesn’t miss the opportunity to nip at my tits.

He bites through the thin fabric, and I cry out. The walls of my pussy clench around his dick, and I know I’m close already. Owen’s speed increases, and one of his hands comes up enough to pull the neck of my dress down.

My nipple pops out of the bra, and he tugs the tip of my pebbled breast inside his mouth. He bites and sucks, then twirls his tongue over the sensitive area. I bite my lip and try to hold back my screams, but then he adjusts his hold on me, sending his dick even deeper inside me. No matter how much longer I want this to last, I can’t keep my orgasm at bay any longer.

He captures my cries with his mouth and thrusts inside me with increasing vigor. My skin is on fire, and I’m loving every fucking second of this sexual torture. My toes curl inside the heels I’m still wearing, and my core constricts with every stroke of Owen’s tongue.

All tension has left my body. My mind is free from all my earlier thoughts and worries. My neck and chest are warm, sending a tingling surge through the rest of my body.

I know right then that I have never been properly fucked, because having my vision blur, my pussy clench so painfully, and every muscle of my body ache has never felt so damn good.

Feelings I’m trying to ignore swirl between the waves of euphoria Owen has elicited from me. I don’t want to care for the man who is fucking me senseless, but damn, the way he’s touching my sensitive skin like he knows me better than I know myself and how his eyes haven’t left mine since I began to come… It’s a lot to process. So much so that I ignore the more serious thoughts trying to grow in my mind and only focus on the fact that Owen is still hard inside me when my orgasm ceases.

When my eyes can focus again, I see a smirk growing on his face. “That was fucking sexy.”

He’s not even out of breath, but I can’t stop my chest from heaving in and out. “I need to get to the gym if I’m staying in this room with you.”

“Oh, El. I’ll give you all the exercise you’ll ever need.”

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