CorporateTemptress (4 page)

She worked him slowly, teasingly, to ensure he saw every
single move she made. All the wetness of her arousal glimmered and he craved to
lick it off her. “Do you like when I fuck you like this?”

“Fucking right I do.” He groaned.

“How about like this?” She picked up speed, thrusting up and
down with loud smacks, and the bonds on his wrists hurt now. He considered how
to get himself out of this hold. But when she reached up, placing a finger into
her anus, he froze, not even able to blink.

Yeah, that’s where he wanted to be.
Right there.

When her pussy convulsed, indicating she didn’t insert her
finger for his pleasure, but for her own, he almost lost it. He bit his lip as
his groin tightened. This wouldn’t end now. He would draw this out until he
couldn’t bear it. Besides, if she was honest about her offer for a
friends-with-benefits arrangement, he’d draw the lines clear for this
agreement. He found the power exchange thrilling, but she’d learn quickly that
while he’d accept that for a time, he was a man who craved control.

“Your big cock feels so good.” She gasped.

Then why are you stopping?

Biting back his demand for her to release him, he watched as
she slid off the bed and approached the same end table. After she reached in,
his heart stopped beating…literally. He’d swear it hadn’t beaten for a good few
seconds when he spotted the bottle of lube she pulled from the drawer.

After she placed a generous amount into her palm, she joined
him again and got into the same position, bent over him. She dipped her finger
into the lube then spread it over her tight knot. He couldn’t think, let alone
say anything about how much this pleased him.

Never. Not once had he taken a woman’s ass. He’d never thought
to ask it of his ex-girlfriends, knowing the outrage that would follow. But
what pleased him more in this moment, he wasn’t going to fuck her ass, she was
going to fuck him.

With the lube now applied to her puckered hole, she grabbed
hold of his erection, coating his cock generously with the lube on her palm.
Then she placed the tip against her tight knot and eased herself down onto him.

This woman is a dream!

When his cock settled deep in her ass, she squeezed him so
tight that he blew out a harsh breath. He waited for her to show some type of
pain that he expected her to experience with this kind of sex. None came. She
went straight to work, moving slowly up and down and moaning as he watched
himself disappear into that fine ass.

The more she pumped him, the more his own need to drive into
her rode up. Now, though, he feared if he slammed up into her, he’d somehow
hurt her, so there he lay while she took her pleasure. He fisted his hands,
holding on, and shut his eyes. He was going to come, no doubt about it, and he
didn’t want to.

Her moans grew louder and he noticed that one of her hands
had left his legs, which he guessed was because she was playing with her clit.
Needing to know, he snapped his eyes open and he discovered she had shoved her
fingers inside her pussy.

Christ!

Her speed increased and she shuddered, her beautiful body
trembling, indicating another approaching release. Here was the difference
between a young woman and an experienced one who knew her body well. She had
found her on buttons and she had no trouble getting herself off.

However, watching that ass take him in, the way her muscles
squeezed the hell out of his dick, he couldn’t maintain his focus, which simply
irritated him. He’d asked her to release him and right now he could be driving
into that ass the way he desired.

Shutting his eyes tight, he focused away from the sensation
of her anus squeezing him. But her muscles clenched further and her release was
so intense that he panted to avoid his climax, hanging on the edge.

If this would be a repeat event—and he intended to ensure it
happened again once he moved to New York City after the companies merged—she’d
not overpower him completely. While some men would get lost in her sexual
aggression, and he had enjoyed it for a brief moment, he wanted to be the
aggressor too. He would force her to acknowledge he held as much stamina, skill
and strength. Sure, this was his manhood talking, but nonetheless he sought to
prove his point.

When her body went lax, he opened his eyes and found her
head was bowed. Her bottom was flush with his body, right into the very depths
of her. He ached, throbbed within her, craving to blow.

Glancing over her shoulder at him, she grinned. He didn’t
smile in return. She’d brought him to a level of primal need he couldn’t
control. She’d tempted him too much, pushed him too far and teased him to
extremes.

The time for her to control had ended.

“God, you make me come so hard, Evan.” Sliding off him and
the bed, she entered the bathroom, leaving him a tense man in her wake.

She returned a moment later, holding a handful of tissues
and a washcloth. With the tissues, she quickly removed the condom, and he could
only thrust his hips up at the sensitivity when it snapped off. Using the
washcloth, she cleaned his cock, then between her thighs before taking both
back into the bathroom.

When she entered the bedroom again, she took out another
condom from the drawer, and as before sheathed him. Her stare remained on him,
appearing quite settled from her orgasm. No part of him could find equal
relief, he was flying high and he couldn’t force his voice to work, too afraid
it’d come out in curses at her.

After depositing the wrapper onto the floor, she unwrapped
the tie from his wrists and his heart thumped. He held his breath, his muscles
tensing as the man in him roared to take over.

“Now then,” she crooned. “I—”

The moment both hands were free, he pounced, causing her to
squeal as he spun her around and pushed her stomach-first onto the bed. “Enough
toying with me, Brooke.” Soft plush woman rested beneath him and she felt
incredible there. All pinned and totally at his mercy. “The only thing you’ll
be doing now is getting fucked by me.”

Not giving her a second to give him another demand, he
raised her hips, wiggled until the tip of his dick met her cunt then he thrust
forward. She arched her back, releasing a cry, but his weight against her
trapped her to the mattress, making any movement impossible.

His first thought was to take her in the ass again, but the
way he planned to fuck her, he’d rip her to pieces. If it meant going soft and
careful in her ass or pounding into her cunt, the latter was a more appealing
choice.

“You might enjoy control.” He gave one hard thrust and heat
rushed through his cock to spread over his body. Her pussy hugged him, nearly
blinding him with pleasure. “But so do I.”

Her squeal drifted around him as he drove into her, hard and
fast. Now wasn’t about pleasuring her. He didn’t care. His orgasm hung and
tortured him. This was about getting himself off. He trapped her with one hand
between her shoulder blades and he thrust against her ruthlessly. Her loud
moans came from what he suspected was not only his hard-on thrusting into her,
but the pressure he put onto her lungs.

“Hold on tight,” he all but growled, slamming into that
tight, slick heat. “This is going to be quick and hard.”

“Evan,” she screamed.

Her ass cheeks added more friction against his cock, and
seeing that sexy bottom in this position was a treat. Watching himself slide in
and out of her while he held her to the bed empowered him. She looked so
stunning beneath him, so perfect and flawless. The beautiful lines of her back,
that silky hair swept to the side and resting on the bed, her fingers tangled
into the bed sheet—it all gave him a visual he’d never forget.

After a hard thrust, he dropped his knees between her legs
and nudged hers open. She obliged him instantly and spread herself wide. He
grasped on to her hip, angling her up, but continued to restrain her to the bed
with his palm pressed against her back.

“You’re so wet,” he murmured. “You want to be fucked hard,
don’t you?”

“Yes,” she screamed. “Oh God. Go harder.”

With a grunt, he pounded into that pussy how he’d wanted to
from the second he saw her. Was he punishing her for all the teasing she’d done
to him? Damn straight, and she could take it.

In fact, the way her cunt strangled him, he suspected she
needed this as much as he did. Gripping that round hip in his hand, her ass
jiggled, which made his balls draw up and he worked harder to reach his end,
issuing punishing thrusts.

He gazed over her sensual body, the sweat coating her skin
and the lovely curves. “Christ, you’re beautiful, Brooke.”

“More,” she said. “Harder.”

Sweat dripped off his nose, landing onto her back, and he
loved that, losing himself completely in this woman. He gave it to her harder
than he ever had to anyone before, in worry that he’d somehow hurt the woman
and thinking of her over himself.

With Brooke, he didn’t have to. She’d given him the right to
become primal and only care about how he wanted to get off. He didn’t want to
make love. He wanted to fuck. No messy emotions. No care or concern than losing
oneself in the basic need to allow his manhood to fully unleash itself. Prove
his strength, his ability to bang this woman senseless.

His pelvis slapped against her sexy ass, and the sounds of
her wet pussy urged him on as dampness spread over his balls. Each thrust into
her pussy had her vibrating against him, and her tight cunt treated his cock to
one hell of a ride.

He grunted, increasing his force. “You’ll take more.”

“Yes.” She gasped. “Oh God.”

Pushing more weight onto her shoulders, he held no concern
of whether it made her uncomfortable, only knowing he released all his
frustrations here and now. Quickening his thrusts, skin smacked against skin
and her screams intensified as did his shouts. His breath was shallow and he
ignored the way his muscles exhausted. He pushed past his need to fall into a
heap of spent man because his orgasm climbed.

Higher…

Higher…

Each hard thrust drew it closer. The heat rushing through
his veins all settled into his balls and he gave a round of unforgiveable
thrusts into her cunt that should leave her bruised. Her responsive screaming
declared she loved every second of it.

When her cunt sputtered wetness along his ball sac, he took
that as the invitation to give in to his climax. He slammed himself all the way
to the hilt and his cum exploded from his body in such a rush, he bucked
against her. Every muscle strained with the intensity as he ejaculated in
mind-blowing spurts.

On the last pulse of his cock, all his strength evaporated
and he dropped down on top of her, his sweaty body meeting hers. He lowered his
head into her neck and his breathing was harsh, as was hers.

Inhaling deep, he scented the sweet strawberry aroma of her
shampoo mixed with sex emanating off them, making him damn proud. There he
stayed. His cock softened within her, but he hadn’t the energy to withdraw.

Not until she squirmed under him and gave a soft whimper did
he remember that a woman lay under his thick frame. Unable to support himself,
he rolled off to the side, pulling himself out of her. He lay on his back, his
heart thumping and his breath unable to catch.

A few moments passed before her soft chuckle drew him out of
the haze and his mind rebounded to a coherent state. He glanced sideways,
finding her makeup running down the corners of her eyes. She looked well-used
up, all mussed, and he liked her that way. He wanted to pull her to him as he
normally would to offer some physical contact after sex, but he was too hot and
his arm couldn’t move.

“That was incredible,” she said, breathless.

To his shock, she left the bed and entered the bathroom.
When he heard the shower running, he laughed and wiped the sweat from his brow.
He considered joining her, but decided that would require moving, which he
couldn’t do now.

Brooke was so unpredictable, so unlike the women he’d known
before her. She never did anything he expected. Never went back on her word
that this was simply a no-strings-attached arrangement. She didn’t look to him
to cuddle the way most women craved.

Hadn’t that caught him up?

Within a few short minutes, she had returned and all the
makeup had been washed from her face. Somehow, he liked her better this way.
She looked much more innocent than the woman he’d known her to be. Her hair was
soaked, dripping water over her breasts, and even the nice view couldn’t rouse
him again.

He had done what he’d hoped they do—fuck until exhausted.

Giving him a sweet little smile, she came to sit beside him
on the bed, keeping her distance. While he understood her actions, he
discovered he liked the feel of a naked woman lying next to him after sex.

He chuckled, latched on to her waist, causing her to gasp
then he tucked her into his side. She seemed uncomfortable at first, all tense,
but after a moment, she settled in next to him, resting her head on his
shoulder.

“I think your plan went to shit.” At her silence, he added,
“You did this to sate a need that I doubt has evaporated.”

“Hmm…quite the dilemma.” She pushed herself into him,
wiggling those glorious tits against his ribcage. “In the best interests of the
company, we have to make sure your mind is always focused.”

He grinned. “How do you plan to keep me on track?”

Rising up against his chest, she gave a sexy-as-sin smile.
“Fuck the lack of focus out of you, of course.” Her tongue trailed a wicked
path against his bottom lip, and this woman had no off switch.

Pushing against her, he forced her onto her back, sliding
between her legs. Her breasts drew his focus as they rested beneath him before
he glanced up into her face. “Be in my best interest to lose focus often?”