Page 51 of Deal with Mr. Cruel

His eyes met hers. “I thought you didn’t want—”

Mae put a finger to his lips. “Don’t talk.”

She grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him in, pressing her lips against his. His lips were soft. She parted hers slightly, allowing his tongue to slowly slide in and meet hers. She breathed him in. This was all she had wanted. Why had she fought this so much when it was all she thought about?

She felt her desire blooming as their mouths moved in a slow rhythm. The desk that separated them was an obstructive tease. She needed him closer. Taking his bottom lip in her teeth, she sucked gently before pulling away. Jonas groaned with pleasure as his eyes fluttered open, a fire starting in them.

Mae walked around the desk and he turned his chair to face her, leaning back expectantly. She liked that he was letting her take the lead. She reached for the zipper of her cream skirt and slowly unzipped it, letting it fall slowly and pool at her feet. His eyes wandered slowly down, as if lapping her up. She could see him fighting to keep still, and she smiled to herself. This power she had over him was giving her a thrill that heightened the sensation between her legs.

She leaned over Jonas and slowly lowered herself to sit facing him with her legs on either side. She looked at him intently as she pressed herself against his body. Jonas was growing hard through his pants, which made her suck in a breath. His eyes didn’t leave hers as she began rubbing herself against him, grinding slowly. Even with the fabric between them, his erection caused her to tense as she felt electricity running through her.

His hands gripped her hips as she moved rhythmically. He grazed his lips against her neck, breathing against her as he kissed her just beneath her ear. He took her earlobe in his mouth and sucked gently. She let out a soft moan.

Suddenly, his hands were at her waist and he lifted her onto the edge of his desk. She let out a little gasp as he towered over her. Jonas placed his large hands on her thighs and pushed them apart easily. His eyes traveled down to her lace panties, which were already wet. He positioned himself between her legs, propping them open as his hands traveled up her thighs. Mae let her head fall backward as he stopped just shy of where she ached for him to touch her. He leaned down and ran his tongue against her lips as his fingers lightly traced against her. As he gently pulled the lace, revealing her to him, she shivered. Mae opened her mouth and took him in, just as his finger dipped inside her slowly, then gasped as he explored.

He pulled slowly out of her before easing two fingers inside. He moved slowly, massaging his palm against her. Their mouths stayed connected as they breathed each other in. Every shudder he felt pass through her pleased him. He pulled away and smiled at her, knowing that he was now in control. It was the sexiest look Mae had ever seen. She widened her legs and moved against his hand, enjoying every delicious second.

“Jonas,” she moaned quietly into his ear. “I need you.”

Her hands traveled, meeting his erection. She massaged her hand up and down through the fabric of his pants. Jonas groaned with pleasure, keeping his fingers inside her. Slowly, Mae unzipped his pants and his erection spilled out. She felt a rush through her whole body as she saw how hard he was. Closing her hand around him, she moved slowly down to his base. She felt him pause inside her as he let himself enjoy her massaging him. She moved up and down his shaft, watching the pleasure wash over his face.

With her other hand, she gently pulled his fingers from her wet tunnel and slowly slid off of him. He watched hungrily as she lowered to her knees, breathing against him. He closed his eyes as her tongue swirled against his tip. He tasted so good. She opened her mouth and took his tip in, sucking gently before moving her lips further down him.

“Mae,” he moaned as his hands gripped the arms of the chair, his knuckles turning white.

She took him in fully, his erection reaching the back of her throat. Her mouth was warm and wet against him, as he filled her. She moved her mouth up and down, feeling him throb against her. Her hand met the base of him and moved in sync with her mouth. He was breathing heavily. Jonas grabbed her hair, his fingers tangled in her waves.

“Mae,” he said it again, but more firmly this time. She slowly trailed her tongue up him as she pulled her lips away. When she looked up at him, he grabbed her face in his hands, pulling her to stand.

Jonas eased his pants down to his ankles, kicking them aside. In a second, he was between her legs, his erection inches away from her.

She locked eyes with him as she licked the palm of her hand before reaching down and gliding it down his shaft. She firmly gripped him as she shifted closer to the edge of the desk, opening her legs wide. He looked at her, wanting her. He thrusted slowly toward her, but she held him back with her hand. Mae looked up, running her tongue over her teasing smile.

He shook his head at her, a smile creeping over his lips. She eased him closer, allowing his tip to brush against her. She massaged her clit against him, watching his eyes watch them dance against each other, then pushed him away again before guiding him partly inside her. Mae held him in place as she moved herself up and down his tip. The control she had made her want to explode, but this build-up was too good to let go of yet.

Leaning back, Mae spread her legs wider as she guided him in further, but his rigid erection didn’t fill her yet. She moved with ease onto him, her insides wet and enclosing him tightly. She clenched as she looked up at him. He tore his eyes away from down below and locked eyes with her. A look passed over him that made her shiver. She was in trouble now. The best kind. He shoved her hand aside and gripped her hips roughly, his fingertips pressing into her flesh.

“That’s enough of that,” he said firmly.

She let out a small raspy laugh before looking at him pleadingly.

He positioned himself in front of her before shoving every inch of him inside of her. It was so unexpected that it made her cry out in ecstasy. He pulled out just as quickly as he had entered, and met her again, slowly filling her this time. His hands still gripped her hips as he moved slowly in and out of her. Mae pulled her camisole over her head and let her breasts fall, much to his pleasure. His hands greedily moved to them, cupping them as he began to pump into her faster. He pushed her back, laying her back against the desk. Her breasts bounced with each thrust.

When she felt close to the edge, she sat up. She wasn’t ready just yet. She pushed against his chest, causing him to stumble backward. With her eyes, she motioned for him to sit in his chair. He did as he was told and she was already climbing on top of him. She leaned over Jonas as he took her breasts in his mouth. Then she hovered over him before lowering herself. He groaned as he watched her slide onto him, taking him in entirely.

Mae positioned herself just right and began grinding against him. Slow at first, and then picking up the pace. She moved fluidly, gripping the back of his chair as he admired her body. She felt herself losing control and clenched tightly, unable to move. Seeing that she was at the edge, Jonas grabbed her from behind and moved her against him. His breathing became heavy and she could feel him throb inside her. She threw her head back and let out a loud moan as she exploded around him, and he let go inside her.

They remained wrapped around each other until their breathing slowed.

“Wow,” whispered Jonas as he ran his fingers up and down her back.

“You can say that again,” whispered Mae.

The way he held her, kissing her collarbone and looking at her with a softness she hadn’t seen before, made Mae think that maybe this wouldn’t end badly. Maybe it wouldn’t end at all. And with that, she kissed him softly before laying her head on his shoulder.

Chapter 20

Jonas

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