“Please, oh God, it feels so good—” I shuddered as the final wave subsided. I wanted to feel his mouth on me next, but I couldn’t say it. Yet.
“Good girl.” Nolan’s warm breath answered. “Get ready, Charlie. I’m going to make you scream.” Before I could answer, his tongue flicked my clit, diving deep into my folds, licking me up and down like he couldn’t get enough. Could I possibly orgasm again so soon? My whole body quivered as ripples of desire ran through me. I felt as if I was on fire. Like Nolan Banks had consumed my entire soul.
As Nolan’s tongue begin to speed up, devouring me with intensity, I moaned. A long, slow sound on a heated breath. “Oh God, Nolan, I need you … please don’t stop.” It was happening. I was going to come again.
I wanted to melt right into the leather couch. He’d turned me into jelly. I would do whatever he wanted. Nothing had ever felt this good. He sucked, licked, and lavished his tongue on me as if I were the most delicious thing he’d ever tasted. I pressed myself hard against him as he dipped it inside me. Widening me, Filling me. He had me moaning, whimpering, and pleading.
I screamed as he gave my clit one more demanding lick. My climax began to build as he pulled it all the way in his mouth and sucked hard. Stars burst behind my eyes as I bucked up against him and came fast against his mouth.
“You taste so sweet.” He crawled up and laid on top of me, levering his weight to balance on one strong arm. His hard cock strained against his thin cotton pants. I reached down and stroked him. He felt so good in my hands. Straining and powerful. And huge. Oh God, I wanted to fuck him so badly.
“You want me,” he said. “You’re a naughty little girl. So surprising.”
I nodded. I wanted him to go deep within me, plunging inside of me until I was coming so hard I couldn’t breathe. I wanted to dig my fingernails into his back as he climaxed, losing control because of me. I wanted to break him. Possess him until he wanted me. Only me.
His hard eyes locked on mine as he reached down and peeled off his pants, freeing his massive erection. He lowered himself on me as I gripped his hips. In one smooth motion, he entered me. Spearing me. Ripping me apart physically and emotionally. I gasped as his cock filled me, realizing I would never be the same.
“You feel so good.”
His fingers dug into my hips as he continued to glide in and out, my pussy stretching to accommodate his girth. I spread my legs wider, wrapping them around his waist tighter. Wanting him deeper. Deeper inside my body but even deeper inside my heart.
“You’re so tight. So hot,” Nolan gasped as he ran his free hand through my hair and braced his weight with the other.
I loved the way he felt inside of me. So full. So right. His rhythm sped up and I matched him stroke for stroke. Our climax building, slowly at first, then with an urgency I had never felt before. The pressure of reaching for something. Something deeper than pure release. I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Nolan, I can’t wait.”
“Let go, baby girl.” Nolan plunged inside of me hard as I came and ground into my engorged clit. I grabbed onto his hair as I bucked up against him. I didn’t want this feeling to end. Nolan climaxed with me, his thick cock pumping his own release inside of me.
For a moment, neither one of us moved. We struggled to breathe as he collapsed on top of me in a sweaty heap. Oh God, what had I done? Realizations of what had just happened hit me hard. I’d just had sex with my boss. I had sex with Nolan Banks. The Nolan Banks.
I pushed him off of me.
“What’s wrong?” Nolan asked.
“I have to go.” I jumped up and reached for my pajamas and robe, throwing them on as fast as I could. I stood and searched for my moose slippers. I’d walk all the way back to my apartment like a crazy person on the sidewalk if I had to. I needed to get the hell out of his penthouse.
“What