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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?”
“Both our interests, I believe.” Once again, there was that husky voice of hers that he thought he had screwed right out of her. She slid her finger across his jaw and her head tilted. “You know, you never did answer my question.”
The question he remembered clearly. No-strings-attached with this woman? To indulge in his every fantasy that he could possibly dream up because he had no doubt she’d fulfill every damn one. “You first—are you signing the merger?”
“Tomorrow, I will.”
While this could have serious ramifications, considering they were entering into something that needed them at the top of their game, he didn’t intend to deny himself what he’d long craved. A woman who fulfilled a part of him, challenged him and aroused him to places he’d never experienced.
The choice wasn’t a hard one.
“You’re an incredible woman, Brooke.” He took her mouth hard, as intended, and left her a breathless mess. Her pink lips were red and swollen from his kiss and her tired eyes made the man in him rise up and take pride for making her look that way. “I agree to your terms.”
She winked. “It’s been a pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Marshall.”
Hadn’t this corporate temptress swept in, seduced him and woven a spell to ensure her tail was one he’d never stop chasing?
Some women you fucked once. This woman wasn’t one of them.
“Likewise, Ms. Silverwood.”
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