Ruthless In A Suit (Ruthless In A Suit, Book One)

by Ivy Carter

  She’s so wet, it makes me shudder out a hot breath onto her nipple. She drops her head back with a moan as I begin to let my finger lazily circle her clit, never quite landing on the sweetest spot, teasing her.

  “Please,” she whispers. “Please. More.”

  Hearing her beg makes me even harder.

  I walk her backwards slowly until she makes contact with the bed, then I lay her out gently before me. She raises her hips slightly so I can slide her jeans down her thighs, taking her panties with them. I can’t waste time with layers. My mouth is watering. I have to taste her.

  I drop her jeans to the floor, then reach back and pull my shirt over my head. Her eyes go wide at the sight of my bare chest, and I can’t help but smirk at her.

  I place my hands on the inside of her thighs and gently part her legs. She’s all too willing to take direction from me at this point, and I have to stop myself from diving into her immediately. I want to make this last. I want her to have this feeling for a while.

  I start with a trail of kisses starting at her knee and traveling up her inner thigh. Just before I get to her pussy, I pause, and start again at the bottom. She lets out a slight whimper and arches her hips, as if trying to bring herself to me.

  I love seeing her undone.

  This time I pepper the kisses up her thigh with little sweeps of my tongue, letting them get longer as I get closer and closer.

  She tastes and smells sweet and musky all at once, a heady scent that makes my cock rock hard.

  I had no idea this woman would drive me this insane.

  If I had known, would I still have started all of this?

  I’m not altogether sure. Because what I’m doing right now has absolutely nothing to do with my schemes and plans, and everything to do with her.

  Cadence.

  She is so fresh, so pure, so innocent and sexy all at once, and I’ve lost my grip on reality. Instead, I’m eating her wet pussy, and loving every fucking second of it.

  And when she can’t take it anymore, and I can’t wait, I open her to me and press my lips to her, sucking slightly until I think she’s going to scream, then pressing my tongue into her clit.

  “Oh my god, you’re going to make me come so hard,” she says through shuddering breaths.

  “Damn I right I am,” I reply, and then I begin working my tongue around her clit, pausing to dip inside her, then return in swirls and flicks and licks. Her hands are tangled in my hair as she pulls my lips harder into her. Soon she’s rocking her hips, grinding into my tongue and begging for more, more, more. And I’m more than happy to oblige. I lick and suck as she pushes into me, responding to her every move, practically feeling her orgasm grow inside of her.

  “Come for me,” I whisper, letting the little bursts of air flow onto her pussy before I bring my tongue down hard on her clit.

  “Fuck yes!” she screams, loud enough that I wonder if whoever is in the next room can hear us.

  But I don’t stop, continuing to suck on her clit as she rides her orgasm over and down and down and down, her breath coming in short bursts. Her body seems to liquefy, and she collapses onto the bed.

  When I look up from between her legs, all I can see are her breasts heaving up and down with her labored breaths. “Oh my god, you definitely do not fumble,” she jokes.

  Except it’s not really a joke—that much is apparent from the flush in her cheeks and her wide, shocked eyes.

  “No, I definitely do not,” I reply as I crawl up the length of her body, leaving a trail of kisses in my wake, until I’m face to face with her. She takes my face in her hands and pulls me down for a long kiss.

  My cock, harder than it’s ever been, hovers between us. I hold my hips elevated just slightly, but when she pulls me down to kiss me, it slips along the slick spot between her legs, now properly drenched from the force of her orgasm. She gasps, rocking her hips so that the head slides along her clit, her body shuddering with aftershocks of passion.

  I grunt and it’s almost painful. “I have never wanted to fuck anyone so badly in my life.”

  “Well I’m still not sleeping with you,” she says, biting her lip and lip and raising her eyebrow. “But I’m about to do my very best to return the favor.”

  And somehow, despite her diminutive stature and the fact that I have several pounds and several inches on her, she manages to roll me over until she’s straddling me. The sight of her over me, those perfect breasts and her clit rubbing over the head of my cock, and I’m completely gone.

  I pull my cock out and shoot a rope of cum that splashes up her belly and some even splatters her milky white thighs.

  “Fuck,” I whisper, closing my eyes.

  This girl just gave me one of the best finishes of my life and I didn’t even fuck her yet.

  I might be in deep shit on this one…

  I’m woken the next morning by the sliver of sunlight peeking in through the heavy drapes. The sun is just beginning to rise, and the room is cast in a warm yellow glow. I take a deep breath and sigh, breathing in the smell of lavender that must be from Cadence’s shampoo.

  I’m on my back, and she’s curved around me, a leg flung across my body, her head tucked into the nook of my shoulder, her cheek resting on my chest. Slowly, carefully, I reach my arms around her and pull her closer, trying to consume her, breathing in the smell of her and trying to remember the feeling of every inch of her skin on every inch of mine.

  How is it possible that we didn’t even have sex last night? I feel completely satisfied, and the only thing tempering that feeling is knowing I have to leave this bed soon, that’ll we’ll have to put on clothes and actually go see other people.

  But for the moment, we can lay here, Cadence sleeping peacefully on my chest as I hug her close to me.

  I close my eyes again and feel the warmth of her, and she gives a light, soft little moan and snuggles even closer.

  She’s amazing.

  And more than that, she fits. She’s everything you could want and more.

  With a nice little bonus that she just so happens to stand to inherit your rightful fortune.

  All is right with the world, correct?

  Except it’s not.

  My eyes snap open and a cold feeling flows through my insides. My stomach clenches with tension.

  Something is wrong.

  Very, very wrong.

  And then I finally realize exactly what the problem is.

  I’m falling in love with Cadence Fallon, but if she ever finds out the truth, it’s going to destroy her.

  END OF BOOK ONE

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