“Hmm, your lips look so good wrapped around my cock,” he growls as his hips rock back and forth, forcing himself deeper and deeper down my throat. “I can’t wait to get between those legs and taste your pussy.” He suddenly picks up the pace, pumping his hips faster. “You need to stop, baby. I’m going to come.”
I refuse to release him, tightening the suction of my mouth around him.
“Fuuuuuccckkkkk!” he shouts, drawing out each letter.
Hot streams of cum shoot into my mouth, and I swallow them down with pleasure. After a few languid pumps of his hips, I release him and lick him clean before leaning back on my heels with a satisfied smile on my face. Was that my ideal way to make him come tonight? No. But that was an out-of-body experience.
Without hesitation, Clay leans toward me, capturing my mouth with his own.
“I need you. Now,” he growls against my lips as he presses my body into the mattress.
“I love you,” he whispers.
I freeze. A million different feelings are running through my mind, but the most prominent one is fear. What if Clay tires of me just like Kyle did, deciding to trade me in for someone younger or prettier?
“I’m scared,” I mumble.
He takes my breast into his mouth, massaging my nipple with his tongue before releasing it with a pop.
“So am I. But isn’t that only natural? I’ve loved you since I was seventeen years old, but you married someone else.” He looks at me reverently for a few moments before leaning down and kissing me once again.
This kiss feels different. It feels like he’s trying to pour all of his feelings into this connection, as if he is willing my heart to open up to him.
“You don’t need to say it back, but promise me you won’t run from me,” he pleads. “I know in time you’ll love me just as much as I love you.”
“Okay,” is the only response I can give him.
I know in my heart that I have feelings for him, but until I can say those three words without a doubt in my mind, I’ll keep them locked away.
“Thank fuck,” he breaths as he takes my mouth again until we separate, both of us gasping for air.
Clay crawls backward down the bed, shoving my skirt up over my hips and gripping the waistband of my panties.
“Last chance, kitten. If you want me to stop, tell me now.”
When I don’t respond, he grasps the tiny scrap of fabric and pulls, ripping my panties free. He buries his nose between my folds before shoving his tongue into my pussy. My back bows off the mattress as he takes long languid licks, bringing me to the edge, but just when I’m about to come, he stops. I mew in protest, and he chuckles darkly.
“Such a greedy kitten. I would love nothing more than to make you come all over me, covering my face in your juices, but I need inside you as soon as possible.”
He uses his hips to spread my legs wider, making room for his large form. As he brushes his cock between my lower lips, we both moan.
“I’m clean. I haven’t been with anyone in years.” He slowly strokes back and forth, torturing both of us with each pass.
“I was tested right after I filed for divorce. It’s been a year, but I haven’t been with anyone,” I tell him as I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him toward me.
The tip of his cock slides inside me, and he grips my legs tightly, halting my movements. “Are you ready for me to make you mine?”
“Yes,” I moan, no longer wanting to fight the connection between the two of us.
Clay moves slowly, increasing his pace with each thrust forward. “You’re so fucking tight, kitten.”
“Harder,” I beg, lifting my hips in time with his thrusts. “So close.”
“Give it to me, kitten.” Clay bites down on the juncture between my neck and shoulder, throwing me over the edge into oblivion.
“Fuck!” I scream, my voice cracking slightly as fireworks go off behind my eyes.
“You’re so beautiful when you come.” He continues to thrust harder into me, and sounds of my juices squishing as our skin slaps together fill the room. “I can feel your pussy tightening around my cock. I want one more before I give you my cum.”
“I can’t.”
“You will.”
He pulls me up and rests me in his lap. The change in position allows him to sink deeper inside me.
“Ride me, kitten. Take everything I have to give you,” he mumbles, biting down hard on my nipple and giving me another earth-shattering orgasm.
“Fuck, yes.” Clay thrusts into me a few more times before I feel him shoot his load deep inside me.
We sit there for a few moments, our breathing evening out as we come down from our orgasms. He rolls over to his side, bringing me along with him, not bothering to pull out of me.
“I love you,” he whispers one more time before he drifts off to sleep.
As exhaustion takes hold, I send up a silent prayer, asking the powers that be to help me get over my fear. Otherwise, I’ll risk losing the only man who has ever really loved me.
Chapter Six
Clayton
I roll over as my phone rings, checking my caller ID. I see Colleen’s number flashing across the screen and reject the call before snuggling back into the bed.
I never believed I’d have a chance to tell Pearl how I felt about her, let alone spend the night worshiping her body until the sun rose over the horizon. But last night, I laid it all on the line, thankful she felt the same way.
Although she wasn’t able to put how she feels into words, I could feel it every time she ran her fingers through my hair or screamed my name. I know in my heart how she feels about me. The words will follow soon enough. I just need to ensure Pearl knows that she’s it for me. Not just with my words, but with my actions.
“Is it morning already?” Pearl mumbles as she snuggles back into my chest.
“Unfortunately, yes. But lucky for you, I’m the boss, so there’s no need to rush into work.” I pull her tightly into my chest, and my eyes drift closed once again.
Just as I’m about to fall asleep, my phone rings again.
“Ugh, just answer it,” she whines as I throw my legs over the side of the bed and pull on my boxers.
“Go back to sleep, kitten.” I kiss her forehead lightly before grabbing my phone and heading into the kitchen to make some coffee.
Just as the dark liquid begins to drip into the pot, my phone rings for a third time.
“What?” I growl, already knowing who is on the other end of the line. “This better be good. I didn’t plan on speaking to you until later tonight.”
“Sorry to burst your bubble, lover boy, but Kyle Bates came storming into the office this morning demanding to know what the hell you’re up to.”
“As if he can scare me,” I scoff. “Tell him that I’m out of the office and to make an appointment like everyone else.”
I grab two cups from the cupboard and set them on the counter.
“No can do, boss man. He’s threatening legal action against Pearl.”
I freeze, and the coffee pot begins to shake in my hands, uncontrollable rage courses through my body.
“He claims the only reason you’d be buying shares so quickly is because of her.”