Board Indiscretion

by Jessica Jayne

  “I’m going to take your shoes off.” He rested her ankles on his shoulders. Brushing his lips softly along the inside of her ankle, his adept fingers unbuckled the clasp on one high-heeled sandal than the other before slipping them off her feet and letting them fall to the floor. “I’m going to remove these panties.” His hands smoothed down the inside of her thigh and her breath caught as he inched closer to her core. Looping his fingers around the sides of her panties, he slid them down her legs and over her feet. Bringing her panties to his nose, he inhaled deeply. “Damn! I love the way you smell.”

  Dropping to his knees next to the bed, he set her feet on his shoulders and spread her legs wide. Her pussy lips, dusted lightly with short blonde hair, were plump and wet with desire. His mouth watered for a taste. Her musky feminine scent enveloped him until he was lightheaded. Leaning forward, he lapped the seam of her pussy, drawing all her juices on his tongue.

  “I love the way you taste even more,” he said. Working her center with his tongue, her hips writhed against his mouth as she tried to coax him where she wanted him. Pinning her thighs open with his forearms, he licked, suckled, and ate at her core like he was a starving man. Her sweet flavor burst on his tongue with each swipe, but he purposely stayed away from the little bundle of nerves that he knew would cause her to explode.

  “Mark,” she whimpered. Her hands tangled in his hair, trying desperately to position his mouth on her clit. Raising his gaze to look at her from his position between her legs, her eyes pled with him.

  “What is it, baby? What do you want?” he asked before spearing her opening with his tongue.

  “Oh God!” Her breathing was hard, her chest rising and falling in rapid succession. Having had sex with her multiple times over the last several weeks, he knew she was close. Her fingers pulled and tugged at his hair. The muscles in her legs tightened under his restraint. “Please!”

  “Please what?” He nipped at her outer lips before slipping a finger inside of her.

  “Please make me come!” she cried. Her body tensed at the invasion.

  Pumping his finger in and out of her pussy, his mouth covered that bundle of nerves that stood hard and ready, begging for him to unleash on it. His tongue lashed it, once, twice, before he pulled it into his mouth and sucked on it. His gaze stayed glued to her face. Squeezing her eyes shut, she bit into her lower lip as she came undone under him. Her walls clenched around his finger, and her hips bucked as her fingers tangled in his hair, holding his face against her. Shuddering, she released all the tension she’d been holding in her muscles as she cascaded over the cliff into ecstasy.

  A realization hit him hard as he watched her come down from her pleasure. He wanted to own her. Possess her. God damn it all to hell…he wanted to love her.

  Chapter Six

  Coming down from that orgasm wasn’t easy. Stars flickered behind Suzie’s eyes and her entire body floated in an ethereal state. It was surreal where he could bring her.

  After Mark had brushed her off at the club, she expected to come home and sulk, throw herself a pity party. Maybe share a pint of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream with Lisa and watch The Notebook. But this, this was incredible.

  Rising from his position on the floor, Mark stood at the edge of bed, arms crossed over his broad chest, standing between her legs, looking like a man that just conquered the world. His dark blond hair sat ruffled and unkempt on his head, no doubt from her fingers pulling him into her. His eyes sparkled a darker shade of green, demonstrating his level of desire. Sweeping his tongue out over his plump lower lip, he tasted the remnants of her juices on his glistening lips and moaned.

  “Fuck! You’re amazing,” he said, working his fingers over the buttons on his shirt. Once his shirt was completely unbuttoned, he pushed it down his arms and flung it to the floor. “Now, I’m going to make love to you.” Pulling a strand of condoms from his pants pocket, he threw them on the bed.

  “That’s a lot of condoms,” she said. Her voice was breathy and taunting.

  “There’s a lot of love to be made, baby.” His mouth turned up on one side before he started shedding his pants.

  Suzie propped herself up on her elbows as she watched him remove the rest of his clothes. Her gaze roamed over him from head to toe. His body was fantastic. If she didn’t know he was forty-one years old, she’d never guess it. Broad solid shoulders flowed down to hard, muscular arms and strong hands that had brought her to the moon and back on more than one occasion. A dash of dark blond hair splattered his defined chest, which led to abs that she could wash her laundry against.

  “God, you’re beautiful,” she blurted. Looking at him standing in front of her naked, she couldn’t help but express the way she saw him. All hard, muscular planes of gorgeous male. A small smile stretched his lips. He stalked toward her, looking like a lion on the hunt, and she relished the fact that she was his prey. His.

  Climbing on the bed, he grasped the hem of her dress and pulled it smoothly over her head and arms, revealing her black lace bra that did little to hide her rosy, pert nipples. They ached for his attention, straining against the lace. Leaning over her, his mouth closed around one of her nipples as he suckled her through the lace. A guttural moan escaped her. She didn’t think it was possible to feel so aroused after the orgasm she just had, but he had a way about him that made her come alive. Lashing her nipple with his tongue, her back arched. Using that opportunity to slip his hands underneath her, he unhooked her bra. Releasing her from his mouth, he sat up on his knees and peeled her bra down her arms.

  “Fuck, baby! Beautiful doesn’t even begin to describe you. Every time I look at you, it’s as exciting as the first time.” Covering her body with his own, his mouth found hers, kissing her fiercely. His tongue thrust between her parted lips and licked into her mouth with fervor. Her hands crawled up the length of his strong arms until they circled behind his neck and tangled in his hair, holding him to her as he kissed her like his life depended on it. His cock stood at full attention against her belly, begging to enter her body.

  “Make love to me,” she whispered against his lips. She nipped at his bottom lip before pulling it into her mouth and sucking on it. A growl rolled through him, vibrating against her chest.

  “I know that I hurt your feelings tonight.” He pulled back from their kiss, but kept his face close to hers. His hot breath fanned across her face. “I never wanted to hurt you, Suzie. Never. Please know that.”

  Her eyes softened and tears welled in the corners. “It’s okay.”

  “It’s not okay. I acted like a shit. I treated you like you didn’t matter to me, and all because I was scared.” Resting his forehead against hers, he exhaled slowly. His eyes squeezed shut as if he were struggling to express himself. She wanted to save him.

  “You’re here now,” she whispered. Her hand cupped his cheek, his five o’clock shadow rough against her fingertips.

  “I am. I’m here because you do matter to me. A lot. And I have every intention of proving that to you.” Nudging her chin forward, she caught his lips with her own and kissed him. Her tongue stroked at his lips and into his mouth, tangling with his tongue. Raising her hips slightly to make contact with his pelvis, she swallowed the growl that ripped from him.

  “Show me how you feel, Mark.”

  Rising to his knees, he grabbed a condom on the bed and tore the package open, tossing the foil to the ground. Her gaze followed his every move, watching his muscles bunch on his chest and biceps as he sheathed his cock. Nudging the head of his cock at her opening, she arched up, ready to accept him.

  “Oh God,” she cried as the head of his penis breached her opening. Mark wasn’t the average lover. He was hung quite well, and it took several moments for her body to accommodate him. Her pussy clung to him, gripping him like a vise as he slid into her inch by slow inch. Demonstrating her impatience, she wrapped her legs around the back of his, cupped his muscular ass in her hands, and pulled him further into her until he was fu
lly seated.

  “Ahh! Fuck.” His eyes squeezed shut as he inhaled deep. “Every. Time. Baby. You’re so damn tight.”

  “Move, Mark,” she whimpered. Her body craved the friction. She needed him to move in her, to rock her into the next dimension with his thrusts. Pulling back until he almost left her body, he drove back into her hard, hitting the very end of her. The noise that left her body from the impact could only be described as primal.

  “You like it hard, don’t you?” he asked, his gaze finding hers. His dark green eyes were hooded with desire. All she could do was nod in answer to his question. His last several thrusts had quite literally knocked the air out of her lungs and, therefore, her ability to speak as well. Drawing his hips back completely, he left her body and she whimpered in protest. A soft chuckle left him. Gripping her hips, he flipped her on her belly. “Like this. I want to take you like this.”

  Suzie’s heart raced. She loved being taken by him from behind. This was a position that brought the animal out in him and she loved the primitive nature of it. She rose up on her hands and knees, offering her backside to him.

  “You have the loveliest ass, baby.” His hands caressed her cheeks. The palm of his hand landed on her right cheek, slapping her hard, and she cried out. She knew it was coming, but it always caught her off guard. He soothed the stinging sensation with a soft, gentle stroke of his hand over the area he’d just slapped. “It’s even lovelier when it’s pink.” He smacked her again.

  “Ahhh!” Wriggling her hips back toward him, her arousal seeped from her and on to her inner thighs. “I need you inside me.”

  “Such a greedy little thing,” he said. Turning to look over her shoulder, her lips quirked up one side as she smiled at him. “Looking at me like that is only going to get your ass slapped again.”

  Keeping the sexy grin on her face, she flicked her tongue out over her bottom lip before pulling it between her teeth and thrusting her bottom back against his hips. His hand came down on her other cheek, sending a zinging sensation over her body. Her low back arched as she enjoyed the heat that spread over her.

  He grasped her hips with his powerful hands, his fingers digging into her flesh as he positioned her. Reaching under her body, she gripped his cock and guided it to her opening. Driving his hips forward, he impaled her and they both cried out. Holding his hips against her bottom, he filled her completely. In this position, he always went deeper, deeper than any man had ever been. Her head fell forward as she drew in deep breaths. Her lungs burned from the large gasps of oxygen she pulled as her body once again adjusted and relished his invasion of her. He touched her everywhere. His hands moved frantically over her back, around her chest, grasping and massaging her breasts. It was as if he couldn’t get enough of her.

  “You make me so wild. So goddamn wild.” His fingers tangled into her hair and pulled her head back. The spark of discomfort at his pull lasted a whole second before dissipating into a warmth of pleasure. “Look at me, baby. Look at what you do to me.” She turned her head to see him. His muscular arms gathered with his hold on her, one hand in her hair, the other gripping her hip. He began to plow into her at full force, his pelvis slamming into her ass, his balls slapping against her clit. His abs rippled with each drive into her. His bottom lip was caught between his teeth. His dark green eyes were filled with unabashed lust, but there was something behind the lust. Something emotional. That’s what broke her.

  Her body tingled as her impending orgasm reached new heights. Jolts of pleasure shot out to all her nerve endings as her muscles tensed. Her eyes remained trained on Mark as he sought his own release in her body.

  “Fuck,” he cried, stroking into her fiercely. She exploded. Her pussy contracted around him, milking him, egging on his release as she shuddered around him. “That’s it, baby. That’s it! Make me come.” He growled seconds before he came hard inside her. Watching his eyes squeeze shut as he soared into his orgasm had her sex clenching around him again. He collapsed on top of her, causing her legs and arms to give out as she crumpled to the bed. His chest expanded into her on each deep breath he took.

  “You okay?” she asked from underneath him.

  Sliding off her back and to her side, he removed the condom, tied it off, and tossed in the trash container next to her bed. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he pulled her into him. “I’m perfect, baby. That was perfect.” Snuggling into him, her head resting on his muscular chest, surrounded by his masculine scent, she fell asleep…only to be woken a couple hours later with him between her legs again. He hadn’t been lying when he said there was plenty of love to be made.

  Chapter Seven

  Mark pulled his black Jaguar XK into his St. Petersburg dealership a little after noon and parked in his usual spot by the side door of the showroom. Most weeks he’d cuss out having to run to his dealership during lunch on an Advantage board Friday, but after spending the week with Suzie between her place and his, he couldn’t find anything to cuss about. He’d made love to her so many times he thought for sure neither one of them would walk straight for days. Waking up to her this morning all snuggled into him, her eyes closed and her lips parted as she slept so peacefully, he had one thing to do… resign from Advantage’s board.

  He’d gotten married young and spent fifteen years married to the wrong woman, of that he was sure. He didn’t regret it in that it brought him Angela and Laura, his two beautiful daughters, but his marriage had never been a healthy relationship. The claustrophobia that it became ended in a bitter divorce that led to more than three years of philandering with anything that would give him attention. Sometimes, he even disgusted himself.

  Now he had the chance to have a meaningful relationship with someone that made him smile and laugh and feel worthy. His role as a member of Advantage’s board of directors had been a good one and, in all honesty, it was what led him to Suzie, but he wasn’t going to risk her job or their happiness for it.

  It took him some soul searching over the past week to realize that leaving his role on the board didn’t mean the end of the friendships he’d made, but staying on the board could mean the end of his relationship with Suzie. He’d give Phillip Barker, the chairman of the board, his resignation this afternoon. He finalized that decision in his head as he watched Suzie sleep all snuggled into him this morning.

  He’d asked Suzie to put thirty minutes at the end of the board meeting agenda for him to speak to the board. Everyone, including her, had hounded him about the purpose of his reserved time, but he wasn’t going to let it slip even though it had almost killed him not to kiss Suzie square on the mouth when he entered the executive suite this morning.

  She had sat behind her desk, her hair tied up in a tight bun at the top of her head. A cobalt blue sleeveless sheath dress that brought out the blue of her eyes clung to her frame. When her eyes rose to meet his, his breath caught, making it almost impossible for him to breathe, let alone smile or react to her.

  Getting out of his car, he shook his head at the vision of her still stuck in his mind. He had to admit, he lost the battle. He was hopelessly in love with her. Pressing the key fob to lock his car, he walked across the sidewalk and through the all glass showroom of his dealership, waving to a few of the staff members as he made his way to his office in the back corner. He’d pick up the paperwork for his showroom renovation loan and drop it off at the bank before skipping across town to Advantage’s offices to wrap up the last part of his last board meeting.

  “Mr. Olson,” Gloria Hudson said, slamming down the phone. Mark’s secretary stood up abruptly from behind her black desk just outside his office. Her dark brown hair was tied back in a ponytail and it swung from side to side from her sudden movement.

  “Morning, Gloria,” he said, smiling at her until he noticed her brow was drawn down and the creases in the corners of her eyes as they narrowed. “What’s up? You look upset.”

  Walking over to him, she stopped mere inches in front of him, and her hands started moving in
jerky motions as she explained her predicament. “Mr. Kriken is waiting in your office,” she whispered. “I told him you would be stopping in for a few minutes to grab some things. I tried to get him to wait out here, but he just brushed past me like he owned the place and made himself at home in your office. I was just about to get Bruce over here to remove him when I saw you walk in. I’m so sorry.”

  Mark clenched his fists at his sides as irritation and anger coursed through him. He was tired of the constant battle with Seth Kriken. Quite frankly, he was tired of Seth Kriken. Period.

  “Thanks, Gloria,” he said. His smile sat stiffly on his lips as he walked around her desk to the slightly open door of his office. “Seth,” he said, swinging the door open to find the red-headed pain in the ass sitting behind his desk like it was his office. Mark’s jaw tightened and his back teeth gnashed together as his anger hiked up a notch.

  “Mark! Was wondering when you’d get here,” Seth said. A smirk sat on his face, one that Mark would love to wipe off with his fist. Why did this guy cause such a reaction in him? Seth glanced down at his watch and said, “Maybe if you actually worked a bit, you wouldn’t have to worry about me or my dealership so much.”

  Inhaling deeply, Mark stepped into his office and shut the door. No reason for everyone to be subjected to this asshole. Exhaling, he said, “I don’t worry about you or your dealership. And please get out from behind my desk before I personally remove you.” He crossed his arms over his chest, hoping he appeared as intimidating as he felt in that moment. He’d have no problem grabbing Seth by his navy blue Kriken Kars polo shirt and literally throwing him off the property, though he was sure that was exactly what Seth was hoping for, some sort of aggression against him in which to exploit Mark.