by Ravenna Tate
That brought a smile to her face. “I always pictured candles.”
He glanced toward the fake fireplace. “Will that do?”
“Yes, actually. That’s very nice.” She’d almost said “romantic” but then remembered him telling her in his office earlier that he didn’t do the happily ever after thing. “And music.”
He scooted off the bed, crossed the room, and opened the armoire. Then he fiddled with the buttons on an impressive looking entertainment system, and soft jazz filled the room. When he returned, she sat up. “What you did to my nipples before, that was the first time for me.”
“I’m honored.”
“And no one has ever put their mouth on my…” She pointed toward her pussy. “There, either.”
“Say the word, Harper.”
“Pussy.”
“And clit. No one has ever sucked your clit. Say it, please.”
She felt the heat rise to her face. “Why is that necessary?”
He planted a soft kiss on each nipple, and she gasped as tiny electric jolts shot straight to her groin. “Because you need to be comfortable with your own body. And that includes being able to call each part by its correct name.”
She was astonished by his behavior and the way he seemed to reach into her and find her secret fears. Was he a mind reader, or was she that transparent? And where had he been hiding this side of his personality for over a year? “All right. No one has sucked my clit or licked my pussy.”
Wow. That felt good to say!
His grin sent fresh desire racing through her body. “Much better. And I think we should take care of that horrible oversight right now before we do one more thing.”
She had no time to react. He pushed her onto her back and spread her legs. Kneeling between them, he bent his head and licked her wetness, from her clit to her asshole, over and over again.
She cried out and grasped fistfuls of the comforter on both sides, bucking her hips into his face. His tongue circled the opening to her pussy, gently probing. When he slid a finger inside, it burned for a second or two but then she only felt the most delicious sensations. He moved it in and out, slowly, and then he took her clit into his mouth and sucked it.
Harper shook her head back and forth as her climax built. This was almost unbelievable. How could anything feel this damn good? What would it be like when his dick was in there?
He stopped, and she groaned. “Please keep going. Please.”
“I will, but you need to let go, Harper. Just let it happen. I know you can do this. I want to make you come, but you’re holding it back. I can sense it.”
How? How is he doing this?
She nodded, unable to speak. When he returned to what he’d been doing, this time he slipped two fingers inside her, and his tongue on her clit was more urgent. She closed her eyes and pushed everything out of her mind except his scent, his touch, and that magical mouth. When her orgasm started, she cried out loudly, and he increased the thrusting with his fingers. That did it. She exploded in the most intense, mind-numbing climax she’d ever had.
When it finally ended, Ace scooted off the bed again and took off his clothes. She watched as he revealed a hard body with a fine dusting of dark hair on his chest, torso, arms, and legs. She’d never seen anything so fucking beautiful in her life.
And then she frowned. He had dozens of ragged, tiny scars on his torso and thighs. When he turned to toss his clothes onto the chair with hers, she realized they were on his back, too. What the hell had happened to him? And did they have anything to do with the light hurting his eyes? Had he been in some sort of accident?
He turned to face her and removed his briefs. She forgot about the scars and why the light hurt his eyes, and instead stared at his red, swollen cock. It was larger than she’d imagined, and a tiny slice of fear tried to rear its ugly head. She sent it packing. He wouldn’t hurt her. He’d just proven that about a dozen ways.
A smile played at the corners of his mouth as he watched her checking him out. “Anything you’d like to say, Harper?”
“Yeah. You’re magnificent.”
“Thank you.” Instead of sounding arrogant, as she’d expected, he sounded humbled and truly appreciative. Nothing about him had been as she’d been picturing it. Why did he act so differently at work?
“May I assume you’ve never given a man a blow job?”
“Never have.” She licked her lips as her gaze dropped to his dick. “But I’d love to try.”
“Come over here and sit on the edge of the bed.” She did as he asked, and then he took her hands and guided them toward his dick. “Start by touching it. Get used to the different textures. And remember that teeth really hurt, so please be careful.”
“I will. Promise.” He released her hands, and she grasped him gently with her right hand. When he moaned softly, she moved her hand up and down the shaft slowly, loving the velvety softness contrasted with the veins.
“That’s good, Harper. Very good.”
His voice was rough, and it sounded like he was barely hanging on. She flicked her tongue out and tasted the tip. Salty, musky, and very warm. Then she got a bit braver and licked up and down the length, which resulted in him tangling his fingers in her hair.
“Yes, baby. That’s good. Keep doing that.”
Did he just call me “baby”?
She licked him for a while, and then she wrapped her lips around her teeth and took the tip inside her mouth. When he groaned loudly and grasped her head with both hands, she slid a bit more inside until it was just past the point of comfort. She had no idea what to do at this juncture, so she just held it there and closed her mouth around it more firmly.
“Slide it in and out, Harper. And move your tongue over it as you do.”
She could do that. And the more she did, the more of his cock she was able to take inside her mouth. He was groaning continuously now, but then suddenly he pulled out of her mouth.
She glanced up sharply. “Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry.”
“No. No, you didn’t.” He was out of breath. “I don’t want to come in your mouth. Not yet, anyway. I want to come inside your pussy.”
This was it. Finally! Making love for real, not in a drunken rush with someone she barely knew, and who hadn’t even bothered to undress. She laid back and watched him cross the room to open a dresser drawer. He walked back to the bed with a package of condoms and a large bottle of something in his hands, and she giggled. He needed a whole box? She wouldn’t be walking by morning.
He crawled onto the bed and frowned at her. “Something funny, Miss Mathews?”
“You need an entire box of them?”
The look he gave her was pure molten lust, and she moaned softly. “Maybe.”
“Oh…”
Harper watched him don one, and then he poured some of the clear liquid from the bottle onto his fingers. “Don’t want this to be the least bit uncomfortable for you, and even though you’re quite wet on your own, this will make it easier.”
She squirmed and whimpered as he slid his fingers into her. With the lube, there was no pain at all, but she still felt the most exquisite pleasure each time he brushed that magic spot inside her. He watched her face carefully, and then he pulled his fingers out and positioned himself between her legs. He brushed his hands over her breasts, and then he moved them lazily down her abdomen until he reached her pussy. “Just relax, Harper. Enjoy it. Okay?”
She nodded.
“Say something. Tell me what you’re feeling right now.”
“A bit afraid.”
The frown was back. She hated that. Why did she keep saying the wrong things to put that expression on his face?
“Of what, specifically? Tell me.”
She sighed out loud. “Of not pleasing you.”
“Oh, Harper.” He covered her body with his and kissed her, tongue and all. She groaned into his open mouth and wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him as close as possible. The most intense arousal raced through her bod
y, sending shivers up and down her spine, and out to her fingers and toes. She had to have this man inside her.
He released her mouth and gazed down at her. “You will not disappoint me. It’s not possible.” When he slid his cock inside, she cried out in pleasure and clung to him as he fucked her slowly, torturing her with each thrust. Another climax began to build within seconds, and she giggled at the realization this was everything she’d ever imagined, and so much more.
“How are we doing, beautiful?”
“Perfect. It’s perfect. Please tell me you’re enjoying it, too.”
“Harper, I’m ready to burst here. But I’m going to hang on for your sake, baby.” He fucked her for long, luscious moments, and all she could do was stare at his beautiful face and cling to him. This was really happening. She’d given her body to her boss, but it was okay. It was more than okay. It was fucking incredible.
“I want to try something.” He pulled out and asked her to roll over. “Don’t worry,” he said as she stared at him, not comprehending. “It’s going back inside your tight, hot pussy. No place else.” He winked. “Not yet, anyway.”
She rolled onto her stomach, and then he asked her to get on her elbows and knees. “That’s it. Rest your weight on your forearms like that.”
He pushed his dick back into her pussy from behind, and at this angle, he sank deeper into her. She moaned loudly, and when he reached underneath to tease her clit with his fingers, she came again.
“Oh, yes! I knew we’d get there.” Ace fucked her roughly now, deep and hard. His balls slapped her clit with each thrust, and she simply closed her eyes and gave over to it. Nothing could possibly feel better than this. The contractions went on forever this time. She’d never had such a prolonged orgasm. It left her breathless and panting by the time he came.
He cried out loudly, thrusting in jerky movements, and then he called her name over and over. She’d never heard anything so sexy in her life. Tears ran down her cheeks. To realize she’d given him that much pleasure overwhelmed her. He withdrew, she heard him take off the condom, and then he rolled her onto her side and pulled her into his arms.
His body was as damp as hers, but she didn’t care. She clung to him and buried her face against the hair on his chest so he wouldn’t know she was crying. She didn’t want him to think he’d hurt her, and she was too embarrassed to let him know how much this had affected her. He might misinterpret her emotions, and she wanted nothing to ruin this moment.
“That was fucking amazing,” he said. “Please tell me you enjoyed it.”
She swallowed against the lump in her throat. “Yes. It was perfection. Thank you so much.”
“No, Harper. Thank you. For all of this.”
“You didn’t give me a choice.” His body stiffened, and she wished she could take it back. “That’s not what I meant. Shit. I’m sorry.”
He pulled away slightly to look into her eyes. “No, it’s okay. You’re right. I didn’t give you a choice. Not one you were willing to live with, at any rate. But I hope you don’t regret this.”
“No. Not even close. Ace, it was more than I could have hoped for. Really. I loved it.”
A smile played at the corners of his mouth. “So did I.” He pulled her close again, and she hoped he wasn’t merely patronizing her. Yes, he’d blackmailed her into this, but they’d both had a damn good time. This was so fucking confusing.
He stroked her hair and back, and she finally drifted off to sleep hoping like hell she wouldn’t live to regret this night.
Chapter Seven
Ace drifted off to sleep, but only for a half hour or so. When he woke again, he watched Harper sleep for long moments, curled up on her side the way a child might sleep. He covered her with a blanket from the closet, and then made his way downstairs to get some work done. He’d let her rest for a while, but he wasn’t done with her tonight yet.
He’d been right about the lust and passion he’d glimpsed in those big baby blues. What he hadn’t counted on was her inexperience, but that had proven to be an advantage for him. She had a thirst for adventure, and hadn’t protested anything he’d asked her to do. He couldn’t wait to see how far he could push her.
After booting up his work laptop, he tried to concentrate on the latest mess of an acquisition he wished he hadn’t started, but his mind kept returning to Harper’s lush body and the look on her face when he’d told her how beautiful she is. The feel of sliding into her pussy wouldn’t leave him, and his dick was rock hard again in moments.
Then he remembered her saying he hadn’t given her a choice. She was right. So why had that bothered him so much? Was it the way she’d said it? Not really. She hadn’t sounded sarcastic, merely factual. What had he expected¸ after all? That she’d throw herself at him and declare her undying love after one night?
“Fuck it.” Ace ran his hands through his hair and rose to pace his office. This was so damn confusing. He’d lusted after Harper for a year, and now that he’d finally had her, it had been because she’d done something that by rights, she should have been fired for, and could be prosecuted for if he decided to press charges. He hadn’t seduced her. Not like he usually did with the others. He’d blackmailed her with the threat of no job and jail time.
But she’d enjoyed their lovemaking. He had no doubt about that. It had been her first real time doing it the way it should be done. There had been a few other first times doing things tonight, too, and she’d certainly enjoyed those as well. He couldn’t have been wrong about that.
So why did he feel like a giant shit right now? She wasn’t the first woman he’d taken to bed with no intention of having it turn into a romantic relationship. Why should Harper be any different?
She wasn’t different. He would not let his thoughts go there. He couldn’t allow this to get out of hand. It was merely a question of staying focused and not allowing his emotions to get the better of him. He’d been doing this for twenty years. No point in changing things up now. Not even for a mess of corn-colored curls or eyes the color of a perfect summer sky.
“Fuck it.” He walked over to his desk and closed the laptop. Then he went into the kitchen and grabbed the plate of cheese and crackers that Jasper had left in the fridge for him, as well as the strawberries and chocolate he’d asked for, and went back upstairs. Work could wait. It was Friday night, still well before midnight, and Harper was naked in his bed.
She was still sleeping when he came in, so he pushed a small table next to the bed and placed the food on it. Then he retrieved the glass of wine he’d poured her earlier, and one for himself.
This had been one of the most exciting evenings he’d had in a long time. And their adventure was only beginning. He could only imagine the kinky things he’d be able to introduce her to. Who knew what heights of pleasure they could reach together?
His heart had given an odd lurch when she’d talked about being afraid she wouldn’t please him. If he’d had any idea how horribly insecure she was, he might have approached this differently. But what was done was done. And from this point on, Ace intended to wear her out with sex.
He pulled the blanket off her, and then dipped a strawberry in chocolate and dragged it across her arm, back and forth, until she stirred. She opened her eyes and frowned. “What is that?”
He held it up and then told her to open her mouth. When she did, he placed it close enough for her to take a bite. “Oh yummy.” She sat up, eyeing the food. “I don’t know how I can be hungry after that delicious dinner, but I am.”
His gaze traveled over her curves. “So am I.”
Her delighted smile sent a rush of warmth to his gut. Careful there…
“You make me feel like the sexiest woman on the planet.”
“It’s about time you felt that way.” He licked the chocolate off her arm, and his cock jumped at her soft moan and the way her gaze softened. He shed his robe, and then he handed her the rest of the strawberry and the wine. “One glass won’t hurt now.”
But instead of asking she glanced around the room. “It’s really amazing in here. So tell me the truth. Where did you get all this stuff? I mean the things that are impossible to get?”
“I told if you if I tell you, I’ll have to keep you here.”
She popped another strawberry into her mouth, eyeing him while she chewed and then swallowed it. “Okay. I can live with that.”
He laughed to cover up his surprise at her comment. “All right. But you brought this on yourself, Harper.”
“Yes. I am very aware of that.”
He gave her a droll look at the sarcasm in her voice. “Are you really going there again?”
She smiled at him as she reached over to grab a handful of cheese and crackers. “No. We’ve both made our point on that issue.”
“Good girl.” He was relieved to see her smile. If she ended up hating him for this, he’d feel terrible. “And now, as a reward, I’ll tell you the deep, dark secret of how I have all this contraband in my apartment.”
Her eyes widened. “Is it really forbidden?”
“No. Poor choice of words. Rare stuff. How about that?”
“Okay. Do tell, please. I’m dying to hear this.”
“Before we both were born, in 2072, there was a nuclear war scare that involved every country on the planet.”
She nodded. “We studied that in school.”
“That’s when most of these cities were built. My father is CEO of BrentCait Enterprises. They’re the developer that conceived of and built the majority of the underground cities all over the world.”
“Oh, okay. Wow.”
“I take it you’ve heard of the company?”
“Who hasn’t?”
“Caitlyn and Brent are my parents’ first names. It’s not common knowledge.”
