by King, Imani
If only she had some straps to tie him to the bed, she thought. Oh the fun she could have with him completely helpless and in her control… She doubted he ever relinquished control to anyone, so she was going to enjoy every moment of this .
She broke the kiss and grinned down at him. “Keep your hands there,” she said, then release her grin. Once she was sure he wouldn’t move, Trisha took a page out of his book and began kissing down his body .
The man truly was sculpted by the gods. Her body quivered as she ran her lips and tongue over his muscles, tracing each one until he began to shiver under her touch. He’d spent so much time teasing and torturing her, and she was going to enjoy every second of returning that pleasure to him .
When she reached his cock, she ignored it completely, instead kissing down one leg and up the other. Even as she worked her way back up his body, she still didn’t pay any attention to his throbbing member. She was able to come a few times in one night, but he wasn’t, not without a bit of rest, so she had to hold herself back just a bit .
The last thing she needed was for him to come and go limp. She had far too much planned for that to happen. So she focused on touch and kissing and licking every other part of his body until his light moans bounced off the walls around them. The more she worked on his body, the louder his moans became .
And here, they didn’t have to worry about being quiet. Jonathan’s room was on the third floor, with the boys being sound asleep on the floor below them. There was no way they’d hear anything tonight. Which meant neither of them had to hold back .
More than once, Jonathan tried to lift his hips and grind his cock against Trisha, but she wasn’t having any of that. Each time he moved, he earned a light smack on the thigh. He pouted at her, but all she did was smirk in response .
Her entire body tingled as she teased Jonathan. The only downside to delaying the pleasure for him was that she had to delay her own pleasure. Part of he wanted to just impale herself on his thick cock and ride him until he exploded .
But another part of her knew that wasn’t the right course of action. She couldn’t give in to his temptations, no matter how much she wanted to. He needed to get a taste of his own medicine, needed to see what it was like to beg before you were given release .
“Oh fuck!” Jonathan yelled out as Trisha began to nibble on his neck. He arched his hips again, earning him another smack. Trisha waited until he’d calmed down slightly before she went back to her task at hand .
Each time Jonathan seemed to approach the edge, Trisha would back off, grinning as he glared at her. This was definitely something he wasn’t used to, which just made it even better .
Trisha lost track of how long it’d been since they’d started. Jonathan’s cock looked harder than ever, coated in his own precum from his excitement. Trisha licked her lips, fighting to keep from licking the delectable seed from his cock .
But she knew if she did that, he wouldn’t be able to hold back any longer .
When she saw his hands ball into fists, Trisha grinned. His entire body was flushed now, his cock twitching every couple seconds. The head of his cock was red, just begging for relief now. It wouldn’t be long before Jonathan begged her to ride him .
She started kissing along his jaw line, letting her hands roam across his chest. With each passing second, his breathing became more and more shallow. She was sure his heart had to be hammering in his chest as well .
“Please…. Trisha…” Jonathan gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with lust now. She was actually surprised he had kept his hands above his head and hadn’t just lifted her and rolled her over .
“You sure you’re ready for this?” she asked, batting her eyes at him. “You sure you don’t need a little break ?”
Now Jonathan growled, grabbing her hips and thrusting up to rub his cock against her dripping pussy. “What do you think ?”
I think I’m about to come , her inner voice shouted. She didn’t have much choice but to give into his pleading. She was going to drive herself nuts if she waited much longer !
She lifted her hips and reached between them to grasp his cock. Jonathan sucked in a breath at the contact, making Trisha grin again. Well, at least she wasn’t the only one about ready to explode! When she moved his cock to line up with her entrance, she had to take a deep breath to calm herself .
And when she finally lowered herself onto Jonathan’s cock, both of them moaned out. There was no way either of them were going to last very long. She was a bit too good at her foreplay this time. Oh well. Maybe they’d cuddle for a bit and go for round two after !
For a few moments, neither one moved. Both tried desperately to control their breathing, to keep their bodies under control. She’d done her job a little two well, and both of them were right on the verge of coming .
“Ready?” Trisha asked. When Jonathan nodded, she leaned forward and kissed him. As their tongues dueled, she began rocking her hips back and forth, fucking herself on his cock .
It didn’t take long before his hands were at her waist, his fingers digging into her. He started to lift off the bed, thrusting against her as she continued to rock. They built into a rhythm together as they moaned into each other’s mouths .
This was the perfect way to muffle their sounds of pleasure, Trisha thought to herself. Though tonight, they didn’t have to be careful. The boys weren’t right across a tiny living room from them. This house had been built well, sound not traveling far at all .
Tonight, they could let loose .
Trisha broke the kiss and moaned openly. “Oh god. Fuck me, Jonathan. Fuck me !”
The two of them moved faster now, both desperately chasing their own orgasms. Jonathan’s breathing came in grunt. His lust filled eyes looked up at her, and she knew she could easily spend hours in his bed, riding him like a bull .
That wasn’t meant to be though, as fire coursed through her veins. A storm raged inside her, lashing out every few seconds, telling her just how close to the end she was. Already, stars began to swim in front of her eyes .
“Gonna come…” she breathed out between her gritted teeth. She wanted to hold on, but nothing would be able to prolong the inevitable for long .
Jonathan began to thrust faster now. Trisha bent over, bracing herself with her forearms on both sides of Jonathan’s head. As she looked into his eyes and saw the pure lust reflected back at her, she lost control .
Her voice echoed off the walls. Her entire body shook and shivered. All of reality seemed to be distorted. The only sensations she was able to focus on was Jonathan’s cock still pistoning in and out of her cunt. Everything else vanished from her perception as immense pleasure flooded her body .
Her pussy clamped down onto Jonathan’s cock like a vice. He only lasted a moment or two longer before his groan of pleasure mingled with hers. He thrust up into her again just as he cock throbbed. A shockwave rippled through her body as he filled her with his cum .
Trisha gasped for air. Her heart seemed ready to leap from her chest. God, it seemed like no matter how many times she had sex with Jonathan, each time was better than the last. She couldn’t even move off of him right away, her head still foggy .
By the time she rolled off, she was acutely aware of her exhaustion. She’d completely lost track of time, but she knew it had gotten late, even without looking at the clock. The room smelled of sweat and cum already
When Jonathan put his arm around Trisha, she snuggled against him. Part of her wanted to go shower and wash off, but the rest of her knew there was no chance in hell of that happening. Which is why, before she knew it, she was sound asleep, her head resting on Jonathan’s chest .
20
Jonathan
B EEP BEEP BEEP
Groggily, Jonathan swatted at his alarm clock until the incessant beeping stopped. As the fog in his mind slowly dissipated, he realized he wasn’t alone in bed. He turned to see Trisha laying against his side, still sleeping .
For a mome
nt, his heart came to a stop. He’d never had a woman in here since Jackie had died. No one other than the boys really every came up here. To wake up in his bed with a woman laying right next to him was a complete shock. It took him a moment before he was sure he was awake and not just dreaming .
Then, memories of last night came back, and he grinned up at the ceiling. He was glad he’d brought Trisha up here last night. He was glad he’d opened himself up to her once again. Sure, he was going to be tired in the office today, but it was nothing some coffee couldn’t take care of. Last night he’d let Trisha take control of their sex, and she hadn’t disappointed him in the least !
Damn, that woman knew what she was doing .
As he looked down at her naked body, barely covered by the blanket, he considered waking her up for another round. Then he decided against it. She would need her strength for taking care of the boys today. Since the boys wouldn’t be awake until closer to noon, there was no reason to wake her up just as the sun was rising .
Carefully, Jonathan slid out of bed. Then he pulled the blankets up to cover Trisha again while he headed to the bathroom. A hot shower went a long way toward waking him up. As the water washed away the dried sweat from last night, his muscles began to loosen up .
Even if he had only gotten a few hours of sleep, he’d still slept like the dead. He’d had worse nights of sleep, that was for sure .
He still couldn’t believe he’d managed to go three times last night without an effort. If he hadn’t been exhausted by the end of round three, he probably could’ve gone for a forth. It was like he was a randy teenager again, able to get it up at the drop of a hat .
Damn, Trisha really did have some effect on him .
And it wasn’t just sex either. He could’ve gone back to her room and fucked her there if he’d wanted to. Yet, when he’d held her downstairs, he didn’t even consider that. He wanted to bring her upstairs with him, to take her to his room, to lie in his bed with her in his arms .
When he went back into the bedroom, freshly showered and shaved, Trisha was still sound asleep beneath his blanket. For a few moments, he stood and watched her sleep, his heart swelling. It’d been a long time since he’d had anyone in his bed. He’d started to think he’d never have another woman in his bed ever again .
He’d slept with women since his wife had died, but he’d never brought them back to his room though. He still wasn’t quite sure why he’d asked Trisha to come up with him last night, but he was glad he did. She looked right at home in his California King bed .
If he had his way, she’d be spending an awful lot of nights there .
There was still a lot he wanted to learn about Trisha’s body. He wasn’t going to stop until he knew every single inch of her. He’d been exploring her body quite a bit, but every time they’d had sex, it was always hot and heavy, leaving both of them gasping for air by the time they finished .
Even last night, with Trisha spending god knows how long kissing and licking his body, she’d had to be careful not to set him off with her teasing. Just as he wanted to know all of the buttons to press to keep her right on the edge, he wanted her to learn all his buttons as well .
They both had much to learn .
And Jonathan was looking forward to those lessons !
By the time he’d dressed, the sun’s rays had begun to fill the room. As he stood in the doorway, gazing at Trisha again, he had to fight back the urge to walk over there and kiss her. In the end, he left the room, shutting the door quietly to keep from disturbing her .
Kissing her like that would bring things to a whole new level, one he wasn’t quite sure he was ready for. Sure, they’d made out, but that was just another part of their foreplay. It wasn’t the long, sensual kisses or even the light, fluttery kisses he’d shared all those years ago .
He quite enjoyed having Trisha in his bed at night, but that was where he planned to keep things for now. It was one thing for them to enjoy their mutual lust in the privacy of the bedroom, but that was where it needed to stay. The boys, Alexander in particular, were liable to throw a fit if he pursued a relationship with Trisha .
Even if a deep part of his mind told him it was time to move on, to leave the past in the past, he couldn’t bring himself to do it. It wouldn’t be fair to the kids to bring another woman into the house permanently. It wouldn’t be fair to replace their mother like that, even though he knew no one would ever be able to replace Jackie .
By the time he got to his office, his heart was still heavy in his chest. He tried to push all the thoughts of Trisha away, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t. A hot cup of coffee from the café down the street helped, but it still wasn’t enough to completely banish his personal thoughts .
Carla wasn’t in yet, which gave him a little bit more peace and quiet as he started going over the leftover paperwork from Friday. That was the downside to his job. The paperwork never seemed to have an end. He could only imagine how many trees they killed in just this building alone .
Luckily, he had meeting scheduled for most of the day. That’d help keep him from thinking about Trisha, for a few hours at least .
“Good morning!” Carla said, as bubbly as ever. How that woman managed to be so perky and alive first thing in the morning, Jonathan would never know. He suspected a caffeine IV but had yet to confirm that .
“Morning,” he said, looking away from his computer. He eyed the stack of papers in her arms, frowning as she approached. “Don’t tell me those are all for me .”
He groaned when she grinned at him. She set the stack down in front of him, still looking like the cat that ate the canary. “These just came up. It’s the final plans for next month’s gala. Everything seems to be in order, it just all needs your final approval .”
“You know how much I just love paperwork first thing in the morning.” Jonathan sighed and began thumbing through the stack. “When do they need this back by ?”
“Tomorrow.”
Now Jonathan groaned even louder. Oh how he’d missed being out in Italy. Being in meetings all day with people who barely seemed to speak English was much preferable to paperwork. Now he’d have to juggle paperwork and his meetings. What was the point of having people working for him if he still had to go over everything himself ?
So much for having a lunch break .
“Have one of the interns bring me a sub for lunch, will you? It looks like I’m going to be stuck here all day.” That was one of the perks of being at the top of the company. There was never a shortage of grunts willing to run errands .
“Your usual?” When Jonathan nodded, she scribbled something onto her pad. That was the good thing about Carla. She knew him better than almost anyone at the company. “Anything else ?”
“Can you schedule a meeting with Christopher Sellock sometime this week? I want to sit down and review all the architectural plans and see how they’re coming along.” Jonathan rattled off a few other things he needed her to take care of or check into .
Once she was gone, he dove head first into the paperwork for the gala. That had to be done first, since they were running on a tight deadline. There were contracts for the caters that needed signing, budgets approved for the decorations, and a thousand other minute details. You’d never think one little event needed that much planning until you started. Thankfully, this wasn’t his first rodeo, so he was able to get through most of it without issue .
“Having fun?” A deep voice said. He’d been so absorbed in the paperwork he’d jumped a bit at the sound. When he looked up, he saw Timothy Erickson, his VP, leaning against the doorframe, grinning at him .
The man was tall and slender, bordering on lanky and looking every bit the geek he’d been in college. No matter how many expensive suits or designer glasses you gave the guy, he still looked like your typical nerd, which always made Jonathan smile. Some things just never changed, thankfully .
Jonathan pursed his lips. “You know how much I just love paperwork.
Why do I have to sign off on all this anyway? Isn’t that what I pay you guys to do ?”
Timothy chuckled and walked in, plopping down in the chair across from him. The two of them had been friends since college, starting the company together. Jonathan had been the dreamer, while Timothy had been the one who knew how to make those dreams a reality. In the early days, Jonathan had handled the business aspects and was their original source of capital, while Timothy had been the one slaving away in his basement workshop .
Now Jonathan was head of a multi-billion dollar corporation and Timothy ran their entire R&D department. Jonathan had thought the arrangement was a bit lopsided, but Timothy always said he was more comfortable dealing with machines and other scientists, rather than the ass kissing required to be CEO .
“You know how things are. No one wants to be responsible if something gets screwed up. And this is a big function. Everything needs to go off without a hitch so we can impress the investors. Plus, there will be media folks all over the place .”
Jonathan sighed and nodded. Timothy always was his voice of reason. And he usually was right. This gala had to go off without a hitch if he wanted to secure the investors he needed. He’d come too far to let things fall apart because the caterer never got their contract signed. The few investors he’d already gotten wouldn’t be enough to fully realize his dreams. Which meant he just needed to suck it up and deal with the paperwork .
“So what brings you up here?” Jonathan asked as he turned his focus back to the seemingly endless stack of papers. If he wanted to get them done soon, he’d have to work and talk at the same time, even if he really wanted to just sit and chat with his old friend. “You rarely venture out of your little lab downstairs .”
“The board sent one of their little paper-pushers down to ask me to today’s meeting.” He frowned. Meetings with the board were Jonathan’s specialty. But to Timothy, they were an endless cycle of anxiety. It was another reason Jonathan ran the company while Timothy made sure all the tech worked. “They want to talk about the MediPads apparently .”
