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  Once in front of her, he cupped her chin, angling her head back so it lay against the headrest. “Just so we’re clear, what’s the task? Do you want to come or to be pleasured?”

  His question seemed to surprise her, since her eyes widened. Her lips parted once before they closed, then she gave a wicked grin. “I’m not aware of a difference.”

  He tsked. “Poor woman, then.” He raised his fingers to her mouth, sliding along her bottom lip until she opened, then he pushed his two fingers between those soft lips until they rested on her tongue to moisten them. “There’s a difference, believe me.”

  After she coated his fingers with her saliva, he pulled them from the sweet mouth that he fully intended on fucking by night’s end. Placing the other hand on her shoulder, he pinned her and lowered his fingers to her pussy.

  Her wet cunt easily accepted him, stretching as he settled his two fingers in deep, angling them in the perfect spot to prove his point that she’d met her match tonight.

  Forcing her to stay put with his fingers in her tight heat and hand on her shoulder, he grinned. “Best I show you, just so you know the difference.”

  Her curious gaze deepened. “Tell me…”

  He didn’t let her finish before he used all the strength behind his muscles to thrust, up and down, fast and hard. Her pussy went into convulsions around his fingers. Her head flew back, hitting the headrest, and she shouted her pleasure with no restraint. And that pleased him.

  Within mere seconds, wetness increased on his fingers, and all that beautiful noise she made cut off as her pussy clamped against him, so tight that each move was more forced than the last. Her arousal glistened against her thighs, spreading down over his palm as she erupted into a stunning orgasm. The more he thrust, the more her sweet juices told him he’d satisfied this woman to her very bones.

  Once she crashed from her climax, her pussy released him, leaving a delightfully wet cunt. He withdrew his fingers and ran his soaking touch down her thigh, allowing her to feel what he’d done to her.

  “That, Brooke, is making you come.” He dropped to his knees, amused that her head remained tipped back and she still hadn’t looked at him, totally breathless. The control he sought he now owned.

  As he leaned in, the musky scent of her cum engulfed him and his dick twitched. Taking a huge breath to inhale the aroma, he licked those swollen lips. She startled at the first swipe of his tongue, as she clearly hadn’t recovered from the orgasm.

  Her hands slid across his buzz-cut hair and he all but growled against her scorching flesh. “Place your hands on the armrests.” He kept his mouth close to entice her, but glanced up, as she stared down at him. “Do. Not. Move.”

  A flare rushed through her gaze and he loved knowing he put it there. A woman who loved control, who no doubt would fight him for it in every regard and didn’t enjoy being told what to do, but he welcomed the challenge.

  After she complied, he licked her hot, silky flesh, and her womanly tang made him groan. He slid his tongue low to taste her cum, to draw what he’d brought forth into his mouth, and the woman tasted as good as she sounded when she gave him that release.

  He placed his hands on her thighs, raised her legs even farther onto the armrests and pulled her bottom out to spread her wide. As he tickled those nether lips with light flicks, she gasped and panted, squirming beneath him.

  Lovely.

  When she tried to thrust against his mouth to bring herself to another release, he stayed away from her clit to tease her. For all the teasing she’d done to him, the woman deserved it.

  Her deep pants drifted across him, and at a quick glance, he noticed she gripped the armrests with a death hold, her knuckles white. His gaze skimmed up her rounded stomach, then to her breasts spilling out of her bra. After a long lick from the very bottom of her pussy right to top, he backed away. “Play with your breasts.”

  Never, not once in his life, had he ever asked a woman to do such a thing. But he’d never been with a woman like Brooke. A bold woman who he had no doubt would do as he instructed.

  With a grin that made his balls heavy, she pulled the cups of the bra under each breast, exposing beautiful tits. Not perky, sitting high and young, but stunning breasts that showed the woman was exactly that: a fine display of sexy, confident, thirty-five year-old.

  She squeezed her tits in her fingers before she slid closer to her nipples, pinching each one. Her gaze darkened as she tweaked and pulled, indicating to him she loved a little force and if he gave the woman a harsh slap on her ass, she’d revel in it.

  “Does this please you?” she whispered.

  Fuck yeah!

  Instead of answering her, he placed his tongue right back on her cunt to speak his approval and he noted that she’d dampened some. Clearly she enjoyed that he watched her play with herself.

  Christ, he loved it too.

  His cock ached, desperate for any type of touch, and he couldn’t hold back. As he continued to lick her soft folds, he rubbed his cock through his pants. He’d never been so hard. Keeping his eyes trained on her tits, he watched as she continued to pull at those tiny nipples extending into taut buds. Her eyes were closed, mouth parting as every swipe of his tongue had her arching for more.

  Begging.

  That’s where he wanted her.

  When her legs trembled against the armrests and her breath deepened, he gave her the attention she sought. Selfish reasons drove him now. He basked in hearing her come, knowing he caused her to scream out, and he wanted to do it again.

  Sliding his tongue upward, he used feathering touches against her silky skin. He sucked those swollen lips into his mouth and her increasing deep moans drove him to work harder.

  At her clit, he blew against the heated flesh and she gasped as her gorgeous eyes snapped open. Locked in her gaze, he used the flat of his tongue, and in a soft swirl, he flicked at the little bud. Her mouth formed an O and her cheeks deepened in color.

  He gave her one more lick, drew that sweet taste of hers into his mouth before moving his tongue away. “Release your tits.” He waited until she obliged him then added, “Hands back on the armrests.”

  She didn’t pause this time and he grinned. She was so aroused, greedy in her need, that anything he asked of her, she’d comply. A woman desperate for release, brought to the very edge of her orgasm, and luckily for her, he’d send her flying.

  He shifted up on his knees, giving his cock one more appreciative rub before his focus became all about that clit. Drawing in a deep breath, he settled his mouth over the bundle of nerves then unleashed the power of his tongue.

  Flicking, swirling and sucking, he didn’t give her the option not to succumb to his demand. He didn’t give her the chance to catch her breath and he wanted her to scream up to the rafters. Heat swirled down into his stomach as her noises were different ones. Almost unbearable sounds that confirmed he’d tipped her further than she’d gone last time. And that satisfied him.

  Placing the tip of his finger at her slit, he swirled it in her juices as he settled his mouth over her clit. He pulled the bud carefully between his teeth, positioning it, then in a move he suspected would shock her into orgasm, he pushed his finger into that tight pussy and sucked on her clit.

  Her hands wrapped around his head and he’d not deny her the right, no matter that he’d told her not to move. Where he was sending her, her mind held no control any longer, which empowered him. Those long, cherry-red fingernails dug into his scalp, but it urged him to pump his finger harder.

  This woman could take his rough advances and she arched up into each one, meeting him thrust for thrust. With his free hand, he pushed against her stomach to pin her to the chair and she writhed under his hold.

  He massaged her clit with his tongue and pumped his fingers into that cunt he could hardly wait to slam into. Especially considering the treatment she presently gave to his finger. Her tight pussy clamped down then she became a crazed woman in the throes of the highest forms of
pleasure, not restrained by insecurities. This woman owned her sexuality and she unleashed it vocally.

  The second she dropped from her climax, he yanked his finger out and slid his tongue over her sated flesh from top to bottom. She tasted even sweeter now; creamier, more aroused and incredibly perfect.

  After a final lick to savor her, he leaned back on his legs, glanced up at her and chuckled at the boneless woman half falling out of the chair. “And that, Brooke, is pleasure.”

  He stood, glancing down at her, and he wanted to beat his chest in pride. He’d rendered the corporate temptress, one with a mouth who could talk dirty like most men and who thought she had all the control when he first walked into the room, into a silent, compliant woman.

  Long moments passed before she finally lowered her head and glanced back at him. Her gaze was glossy and the woman was a stunning creature with her rosy cheeks. She stood on shaky legs until she inhaled and stabilized herself.

  He hadn’t had the time to appreciate the view, since her exposed pussy had demanded his attention. With the heels she had on, she came close to the same height as his. Her skin was creamy and flawless. The black silk lingerie made her the most fuckable thing he’d ever seen.

  “I’m impressed, Evan,” she said softly.

  He inclined his head, stern on the outside, grinning like a fool inside. “I take my work very seriously, Ms. Silverwood.”

  She chuckled, took the step to close the distance between them then cupped the raging hard-on in his pants. Her expression became knowing. “Well now, we’re going to have to deal with this, aren’t we?” Lowering to her knees, she gazed up at him. “I want our night to last and you’ve neglected your needs, haven’t you?”

  “How so?” he managed.

  She unbuckled his belt, opened the fly of his Dockers then sent his pants and boxer-briefs to pool at his feet. He nearly moaned at how eagerly she looked at his dick, but refrained. That was, until she placed that feminine hand over his shaft and the sound he held back hummed from his throat. “You’re so hard.”

  Fucking right I am.

  “A man needs to have sex or how can he be productive?” Sliding her hand up to his cock head, she swirled her fingers around the tip, almost bringing him to his knees. “Have you not been having sex?”

  He groaned as each turn of her hand sent scorching heat through his limbs. “It’s been a while.”

  “A single, sexy man like yourself?” She continued to pump his cock and kept those stunning eyes on him. A small smile quirked up the side of those lips he wanted sucking him off…now. “How is that possible?”

  He struggled to hold coherent thoughts. Stop talking. Mouth. Cock. Now. “You’re not the norm in women, and I came out of a long relationship four months ago.” He grunted as she continued to work him with pure skill. “I’m not looking for another one.”

  “Such a pity more women aren’t open to having a little fun,” she murmured. “All this gorgeous man.” She slid her hand down to the base and gave his dick a shake. “Splendid, delicious cock being wasted.”

  Now the tables had turned. He had no doubt that with her like this, on her knees before him, he’d do anything she asked to ensure she sucked him off.

  “Luckily for you, Evan, I’m not looking for love either.” Her gaze traveled from his erection slowly up to his chest then to his eyes. “I was married once, did you know that?”

  “No.” He gritted his teeth as she stroked him more eagerly now. “I hadn’t heard.”

  Leaning forward, she kissed his thigh, then ran her tongue closer to his erection using little swirls that had him fighting back his desire to tell her to hurry the fuck up. “I was married when I was twenty and it ended two years ago.”

  He trembled as her tongue travelled, closer…and closer…then irritating him, she moved away. “So you see, I’ve been there and done that.” She glimpsed up at him while she stroked him. “Maybe down the road I’ll look into settling down again, but for now I’m more focused on enjoying.”

  He chuckled. “My cock?”

  “Yes, Evan, your big, beautiful cock.” She grinned. “No emotions. No strings attached.” She licked her lips, drawing his focus to her mouth. “Is this an agreement you can handle?”

  His stared at that mouth for a moment longer as she caressed her tongue over her top lip, but he knew her intention. She wanted him begging for her, and while he might want to, he held on to the control and took the reins from her. “How ’bout I make that decision after you suck my cock?”

  She sat back on her legs, her hand freezing in midstroke. “Why would that be?”

  “Seems foolish to agree to something before I have a demonstration first.” Leaning down, he slid his fingers through her dark hair and flicked it over her shoulder then he traced the curve of her shoulder. “Not a good business move. You need to prove that my time spent with you would be worthwhile.”

  Her eyes twinkled. “Ah, best I prove myself valuable to you, then.” She leaned in and licked the pre-cum that gathered on the tip. Hell, if she did that again, he suspected she’d get the full load in seconds.

  He undid his tie, unbuttoned his dress shirt then tossed them to the floor as she drew his dick into her mouth and took him all the way into her throat. His fists clenched at his sides as her lips became a vise grip. Her mouth was warm and wet and his cock slid in until it stopped, unable to go farther. Did the woman have no gag reflex?

  She massaged the underside of his dick with her tongue and he found his utopia. Each swipe of her tongue nearly made him come undone and when she sucked in her cheeks, he grunted his pleasure.

  Painfully slow, she pulled away from his cock and her lips popped off the head. She swirled her tongue under the rim, keeping her stare fixated on his eyes. Then she feathered her tongue down his shaft, up and down, licking him into wild sensations. Moving down farther, she licked each ball before pulling one testicle into her mouth to give it a suck.

  A deep groan rose from his chest as he watched her sucking on his testicles and stroking his shaft, wet from her saliva. After her mouth left his balls, she ran her tongue back up him in one long, hard lick.

  At the tip, she flicked the slit and he all but saw stars. Her hand moved in light strokes, barely touching him. When she drew him into her mouth, lowering down, he grabbed that silky head of hair. He couldn’t take much more of this. It’d been too long since he had a woman sucking him. Even his ex Sherri-Lynn never sucked him like this.

  This chick didn’t just suck cock, she loved to suck cock. She wasn’t doing this to give him pleasure, she did it because it fed a part of her, just like it had him to watch her blow. Each suck of her lips against the tip was done with precision. Every time she trailed her fingernails up and down his thighs added a level of sensations that nearly dropped the floor out from under him.

  With one hand continuing to trail a path up his leg, she ran those nails over his stomach, and her other hand followed her mouth on his shaft. Up and down her head moved, those stunning eyes staying on his seductively.

  That was, until something about her changed. A focused nature that made her eyes twinkle, and with a wink at him, she dropped her gaze.

  In one second, she went from that teasing nature to a woman on a mission. She pulled in her cheeks around his cock, gave a moan that hummed across his hard flesh then started fucking him with her mouth.

  She bobbed her head with a speed calling to his orgasm. Her hand pumped his shaft in the same rhythm she set with her lips. He widened his stance, overwhelmed by the friction she caused and gave a guttural groan, nearly going cross-eyed from the pleasure she forced upon him. Her hand moved from going up and down to swirling around as if giving him an Indian burn, but this didn’t hurt, it fucking blew his mind.

  When he hardened further, she apparently realized his closeness and brought her mouth back up to the tip where she sucked on it as if that motion alone would milk the cum from him. Her hand trailing his stomach joined the one on his dick a
nd using both, she jerked him off as if this woman had stamina that would never end. Her gaze returned to his and he became lost in her eyes.

  He swiped the hair away from her face, cupped her cheeks and allowed her the right to control this moment. He didn’t thrust his hips, as much as he craved to. She wanted his cum and he’d allowed her draw it out of him. While he loved to hold the power, he’d be a fool if he didn’t realize that at times, handing it over meant more pleasure for him.

  This was one of those times.

  Under her force, his erection became steel, causing the lowest of moans to rise from his throat. His gaze wandered over those big tits. The way they bounced made his groans louder. In response, she stopped sucking his cock, continuing to move her hands in a way he could barely endure. That grip, all that wetness, was equal to the tightest cunt he’d ever fucked. Her mouth parted and she quickened her strokes. Her request was glaringly obvious.

  Fuck, yeah!

  Heat sped up his spine, and his hands fisted in her hair. Her strokes increased so fast that his muscles tensed. He tipped his head back, a wave of hot arousal flushing over him to near pain and her unforgiving strokes built his orgasm to the highest intensity.

  “Are you going to come for me?” she purred.

  Lowering his head, he glanced back at her. Her hands worked over him as if she wanted nothing less than for him to come all over her. “Open your mouth.”

  “Give it to me, Evan.” Her lips parted while she jerked him. His balls drew up as her pretty eyes were fixated on his. She clearly wasn’t calling for his orgasm just to make him blow, she called to it because she wanted him…to taste him.

  No woman had ever made such a demand, which was all it took to tip him over the edge. His body jerked as one final intense wave of pleasure stormed through it. Heat blasted from his stomach into his balls then erupted throughout him as his cum exploded from his cock.