Gone - Part One

by Deborah Bladon

  I nod slowly knowing that even though my body is aching for release, I won't give in to the temptation. I want him to experience it with me. "I'll save it."

  "I'll send a car for you at seven." His lips touch mine softly as he holds my face in his palms. "I can't wait."

  ***

  "Your breasts are beautiful." His hand cups the heavy flesh as he traces his tongue quickly over the swollen bud of my right nipple. "I knew when I saw the picture that they'd be this soft and perfect."

  I moan as I arch my back trying to steal even more sensation from his skilled tongue and lips. After I walked through the door of his apartment, he'd taken my hand and brought me to his bedroom. I hadn't resisted at all when he'd stripped all my clothing off and lowered me onto the bed.

  "Look how hard your nipples are." He blows his breath across them. "They're aching for me, aren't they?"

  "Yes," I whisper softly into the quiet peace of the room. It's a large space, decorated clearly with a man's taste in mind. My eyes had shot to the bed the moment he brought me into the room. The dark wooden headboard is imposing. The fact that it holds the promise of restraining me only adds to its allure.

  His teeth clamp down tightly on my right nipple, the soft burst of pain racing straight to my core. I shift my legs uncontrollably trying to mask the pool of wetness that I can feel seeping from me.

  "You're making me break all my rules, Lilly." He's hovering above me now. His gorgeous face sporting a wicked grin. He's wearing a navy blue t-shirt and jeans and even though it's a direct contrast to the expensive, tailored suits I usually see him dressed in, the energy coming from him is the same. He's demanding, controlling and ready to take whatever he wants from me.

  "What rules?" I ask to keep him in place. I want to stare at his face for a moment longer. I want to etch each fine line and nuance into my memory.

  He pivots back on his heels, his hand jumping to the bottom of his t-shirt. He pulls it over his head in one swift movement. I stare at the muscular contours of his chest and stomach. His bicep bulges as he arches his arm so he can rake his hand through his hair. "I don't date women your age and I want to date you."

  I smile as I reach up to graze my hand across the button of his jeans. I want him to be as naked and exposed as I am. "You're going to break that rule for me."

  He pulls my hand into his quickly, yanking it from his waist. "I usually have a woman on her knees before I'll ever touch her body."

  My eyes dart down to his crotch and the definable outline of his large erection through the fabric of his jeans. "I want to suck…"

  "You will." His lips press into the palm of my hand after he brings it to his mouth. "You're going to slide that pretty mouth of yours over my cock. You're going to make me come all your beautiful face just like you said in the letter."

  I push my cheek into the pillow. I'm suddenly awash with embarrassment. I'd forgotten about the letter I wrote to Parker. "I want to do it now."

  "No." He leans forward again until the softness of his beard pushes against my cheek. "Tonight is for me. Tonight I get to have your beautiful body."

  I moan softly as I feel his lips touch mine before he moves back, pulling his face across my flesh. My breath catches as I feel him push my legs apart with his shoulders. I cry out when his tongue slides softly over my cleft and I bury both my hands in his hair as he sucks my swollen clit between his lips.

  "You're more beautiful here than I imagined." He licks incessantly at me; pulling everything I'm feeling right to the surface. "You're so ripe. You taste so good."

  "Please, like that," I push the words from my lips. "Just like that."

  "Like this," he whispers into my moist flesh. "Just like this."

  I hold tightly to his hair as I grind my hips into his face. The groans falling from him into my core only spur me on more. I don't resist as he pushes my legs even farther apart. His tongue darts inside of me before he trails it back to my clit.

  I feel the edge of the orgasm bearing down on me. "I'm so close."

  He grunts as his tongue tightens its focus. I gyrate helplessly, my body's own natural needs taking over. Everything dims as I feel the overwhelming rush of the orgasm hit me with the force of a hurricane. I scream loudly, unable to curb what my body needs to express. He licks my lightly, softly and tenderly as I fall back from the edge.

  I close my eyes when I feel the brush of his beard against my thigh. I listen intently as I hear the soft whisper of a zipper being pulled down and then the tear of a foil packet.

  I whimper when I feel his legs between mine, forcing mine apart. His weight bears down on me. His strong hands grab mine, pushing them above my head. I take in a steely breath knowing that he's not going to be gentle. That moment has passed.

  "Look at me, Lilly." His breath grazes my chin. "Look at me."

  I open my eyes to see his handsome face above me. I try to look down to catch a glimpse of his cock but it's settled between my legs. I can feel how heavy and hard it is. "Kiss me," I say softly wanting to feel his mouth on mine as he takes me for the first time.

  He acquiesces. His lush, full lips glide over mine just at the very moment he rams his thick, long cock into me in one fluid motion.

  I bite his lip to quell my need to scream. He pulls back, his eyes showing the pleasure he took from the small burst of pain. "You feel so good, Lilly. So good."

  His hips grind into me, each movement deeper than the last. I pull my legs around his waist wanting him to sink as far as he can within me.

  I'm rewarded with a deep groan as he pumps harder and faster. "Fuck, yes, " he cries out between thrusts. "It's…so…good."

  I struggle to free my hands, wanting to dig my nails into the soft curve of his ass as he takes me to the edge again. He doesn't let go of me. His head flies back as he ups the tempo, curse words flowing from his lips.

  I clench around him as I climax in a heated rush, my legs falling onto the bed before they flail helplessly from the force of the pleasure. He pushes harder on my hands, drops his lips back to mine and calls my name into my mouth as his hips pump his own release.

  Chapter 14

  "Is this business or pleasure?" I ask before I step over the threshold of his office.

  "Both." He doesn't look up from where he's sitting behind his desk. "Please come in and close the door behind you."

  I do as I'm told mainly because it's now Monday morning and after Clive had licked me to another orgasm at his condo on Saturday night, he'd taken me out for an expensive dinner before dropping me at home. I had spent the bulk of yesterday in bed, reliving the best sexual experience I'd ever had over-and-over again in my mind.

  "You look lovely today." His eyes float over the plain black dress I'm wearing. "You look lovely every day."

  I take the compliment with a smile. "I'm glad you think so."

  "Sit, Lilly." He motions to the two leather chairs sitting in front of his desk. "I need to discuss something with you."

  I feel a sense of loss being so near him, yet not having the ability to touch him. I haven't failed to notice that he hasn't gotten up from his seat to greet me. "Something about work?"

  He swallows hard before he speaks, "I usually spend my time with women who are in the spotlight."

  That's a kind way of saying he dates models and actresses. I'm still checking Google every morning to see if any new photographs of Clive and a new beautiful woman pop up. So far, since I've started working here, there's been nothing to add to the bounty of images already out there. I shouldn't be as grateful for that as I am, but I can't help it. After the tender moments I spent with him in his bed two nights ago, I want him all to myself.

  "I've never dated someone like you." He tips his chin in my direction. "You're very different."

  "Different?" I parrot back because right now I don't know whether to absorb that as a good thing or a bad thing.

  "Most of my relationships…," he stalls closing his eyes briefly. "Most of the women I've been involved wit
h haven't been interested in what I do for a living. Their focus tends to be directed towards other things."

  "I understand," I offer to keep him talking. I want to understand although I don't really right at this moment.

  "You're the smartest woman I've ever met," he says the words without any hesitation at all. "I knew it the moment you laced into me about how the dating app was a piece of shit."

  I smile at the reminder of that day. I'd taken the bold stance of telling it like it was with the hope that I'd be able to secure a position in his organization. I never imagined it would land me a spot in his bed, under his beautiful body, too.

  "I don't know where this is going." His hand flies into the air between us. "It's fun to be around you."

  I was hoping for more and if he asked me, I'd tell him that fun doesn't even begin to describe the range of emotions I feel whenever I'm in the same room with him. I respect him as a businessman and I desire him as a lover. "I like being around you too, Clive."

  "I need to say this and please, Lilly, please don't misinterpret it." He pushes his hands against his desk, pulling himself to his feet. I watch in silence as he rounds his desk until he stops right in front of me.

  "I won't." I try to sound genuine even though I'm bracing myself for the worst.

  "I want us to spend as much time together outside the office as we can. I need that. It's just that…" his voice trails.

  "You need for us to stay professional here at the office?" I ask hoping that he'll confirm my suspicions.

  "For your sake, yes." He crosses his legs at the ankle, leaning back into the edge of his desk. "I don't want your co-workers treating you differently because we're sleeping together."

  "I can be completely professional." I nod my head to reiterate the point. "Is that all?"

  "No." His hands clench the edge of his desk. "There's something else."

  "What?" I try to level my voice.

  His right hand darts towards me. "Come here."

  I stand quickly, pushing my hand into his. I don't hesitate as he pulls his arms around my waist so I'm resting against his chest.

  "I'm not close to many people," he whispers into my hair. "Most of the people I've loved in my life are now gone."

  I know that he's referring to his family. The magazine and newspaper articles I've read about him have detailed how his family fell apart after Coral died. I understand completely the need to shelter's one heart after it suffers a devastating loss. "I'm sorry you've lost so much."

  "I'll tell you more about it soon, Lilly. I need to."

  I'm counting on it. It's the opening I need to share my past with him.

  Chapter 15

  "Christ, Lilly." His hands are tangled in my hair, pulling at it harshly. "It's the middle of the morning."

  I don't care. When he'd held me in his arms moments ago I felt a desperate need to give him the same pleasure he gave to me the other night. I've craved the taste of his big, beautiful cock since I saw him walk into Star Bistro. Now, I'm on my knees, his pants hung open and the thick root pushing between my lips.

  "I knew you'd suck my cock like this," he hisses the words into the still air. "Harder, Lilly, harder."

  I pull as much of it as I can into my mouth, pivoting back on my heels to give me more leverage. I grip tightly to the base with my left hand as the right moves to cup his heavy, full balls.

  The words he's trying to say morph into something primal and guttural. His hips bounce against the hard edge of his desk as he rocks himself into me. I murmur around the thickness, relishing in the feeling of the lush head as my tongue runs around it over and over again.

  "Yes, fuck." His hand moves to my neck and I flinch for just a moment before I find my rhythm again. I pump him hard and fast, my mouth opening wider to take as much of him as I can.

  I pull back, popping the head out with a loud sound before I race my tongue over the plush crest. "I want you to come all over my face."

  His cock jerks in my hands the moment the words leave my mouth. "Fuck, yes."

  I pull the tip back between my moist lips, teasing and tempting it. I feel his balls constrict in my hand and I know he's nearing his release. A small burst of his pleasure spears onto my tongue and I pull back in that instant.

  "I'm coming." His hand grips tightly on my neck, leveling my face at his crotch. His large hand circles the root as he pumps one endless stream after another onto my face and between my lips.

  ***

  "I don't know how I'm supposed to function after that." He wipes the edge of my mouth with the pad of his thumb before he darts it between my lips. "I've never come that hard before."

  It was so much that I'd struggled after pulling it into my mouth. The taste of him is strong and intoxicating. I'm aroused but I know that his day is filled with meetings and planning and mine is filled with working on the improvements to the dating app.

  "I need to go to Orlando for a few days." He kisses the top of my forehead. "I should have planned to bring you with me."

  "That would raise suspicion." I step back as he refastens his pants and belt. "Everyone would be talking about that."

  "You're one of the best developers we have." He runs his finger across my jaw. "You're actually the best. It would make sense for you to start sitting in on some meetings and traveling with me."

  I can't shield the glint of excitement in my eye. "You would let me do that?"

  "I want you to do that." His hand glides from my chin to my neck. "We'll discuss it further when I'm back."

  I nod in agreement. I know that my ideas can help his business and I'm grateful that he's recognizing it. I can't tell if that's tied in to his desire to be near me but I know that he's ruthless when it comes to protecting his business interests. He trusts me. I hear it in his words, but more than that I see it in his face.

  "Lilly?" He tilts his chin down to catch my gaze. "Were you in an accident?"

  My eyes dart over his face trying to mask the panic I suddenly feel wash over me. "An accident?"

  He runs his index finger over a jagged, circular scar on the back of my neck. "I just noticed this when you were on your knees. It's a scar, isn't it?"

  I reach back to try and move his hand but it's immobile. I cover his with my own. "It's a scar, yes."

  "How did you get that?"

  "It happened at home a few years ago." I shake my head trying to find a reasonable explanation but in my anguished state I draw a blank. "I'm fine now."

  "You're more than fine." He takes the bait, pulling his arms around me. "Judging by what happened here today, you're incredible."

  Chapter 16

  "Lilly, we'd like you to come up with a list of suggestions regarding our security system." Clive's head-of-security, Jordan, doesn't look up from her tablet. "They don't have to be detailed, but if you'd take some time to go over what we have in place now, we'd appreciate it."

  "Do you have time to come in tomorrow to assess things, Lilly?" Clive finally looks at me. "It won't take more than a few hours."

  I shouldn't feel as despondent over this meeting as I do. When Clive's assistant, Bruce, had called me to ask me to come to his office I was giddy. His business trip finally ended last night and even though we'd shared dozens of text messages and several calls since he left four days ago, I'm craving the taste of his mouth and the feeling of his body. I wanted to meet him at the airport when his flight landed two hours ago but I knew that asking for that privilege would make me look desperate. Instead, I focused on my work until the call to come here. The moment I walked into the office and saw Jordan sitting next to Clive, my heart sank.

  "Of course," I tap my heel against the floor. "Is there anything in particular you're concerned about regarding security?"

  "A set of fresh eyes is always a good thing." Clive stands and shoves his hands into the pockets of his pants. "If you can give us a time now, Jordan will arrange to be here."

  Her head shoots up and she throws him a glance that screams 'fuck you'.
"What time works for you?"

  I know the question is directed at me, even though the sarcasm dripping from it is aimed at Clive. "I can be here by ten. Does that work for you?"

  "I can do that." She's on her feet quickly, not acknowledging me at all. "Check in at the security desk in the lobby and then come up here."

  I nod, realizing that I can't say anything that will alter her mood. She's just as pissed as I am that this work week has just been extended, with little notice.

  "I'll see you out." Clive reaches to grab Jordan's elbow.

  I take that as a cue for me to leave too, so I pull myself up from the chair. "I'll do my best to offer some useful suggestions, Mr. Parker."

  "You'll wait here for me, Lilly." He motions towards the couch. "I'll be back."

  I try to contain the grin that is forcing itself onto my lips. "I'll be right here."

  ***

  "If my day wasn't so busy I'd fuck you right here, right now." His lips push into mine again; gliding over them with the same heated rush I feel building within me.

  "You can fuck me tonight," I offer out of the unreserved need that is a constant presence inside of me. I've been craving his body since he left for his trip days ago. We've only been intimate a few times, but they've burned a place in my mind that can't be filled with anything else. I find myself jumping back to the erotic touch of his tongue on my core when I'm trying to work and it's impossible for me to fall asleep without coming while thinking about his cock inside of me.

  "I need to go to Boston tonight to see my nephew." He rests his forehead against mine. "He's under the weather. I got him some books and toys in Orlando to cheer him up."

  He's never mentioned anyone in his family but Parker but I know about Cory. I know that he's the biological son of Clive's sister, Christina. "Is it serious?"

  "No." He pulls me closer by wrapping both of his hands around my shoulders. "It's something he picked up at school. He'll be fine in a few days. He just needs rest."