by Beverly Rae
The man she loved, the man who starred in all her wet dreams was on his knees, eating her out. If nothing more became of their relationship, she’d remember this moment for the rest of her life. He controlled her body, taking her to the point, then releasing her only to take her there again. When he leaned back, she wasn’t sure whether to scream at him not to stop, or to thank him for time to catch her breath.
“Baby, tell me. Are you still a virgin?” He got to his feet, putting his cock, shiny on the end, dead level with her face.
Damn, but it was embarrassing. Especially when the man was so worldly, so used to sophisticated, experienced women. But she’d never lie to him.
“Yes. Is that okay?”
He took his cock in his hand. “Fuck, yeah. It’s great.” He stroked himself then edged closer. “Suck my cock.”
She leaned forward, tenderly taking his shaft in her hand.
“It’s okay, baby. You can hold it harder than that. It won’t break.”
Chapter Four
She was so fucking beautiful. The look in her eyes as she lifted her gaze to his, then back to his cock, almost made him lose his wad.
For a moment, he wondered if he should push her to give him a blowjob. She seemed hesitant. Was it too much to ask? He knew he’d be the first to shove his cock inside her pussy, but was he her first for everything?
And yet, her look told him how much she wanted to taste him. Wrapping one hand around his cock and the other to cup his balls, she licked her lips, then flicked her tongue over the tip before circling his mushroomed cap.
Holy fucking shit.
If she was new at sucking cock, then she was a natural. Hollowing her cheeks, she dragged him in, then released him. His groan originated in his balls as her sweet mouth claimed him. He was too big for her to get all the way in, but it was enough for him to fight to keep from blowing.
He helped her, moving his hips to bring his cock in and out. The sensation of having her warm, tight mouth around him was better than fucking any other woman’s cunt. But not as good as he’d feel once his cock was fully loaded and ready to plunge into her seeping pussy.
She’d gotten into a rhythm, whipping her tongue around him, then sliding it along his length. Her fingers wiggled, making his balls bounce as they started to draw up. Yet staying that way, with her mouth pleasuring him, would mean losing it before he’d taken the real prize. Gently, he pushed her away. If he hadn’t already been on the edge, her murmurs of complaint would’ve brought him there.
“I need you, Lauren, and I’m going to fuck you.”
The flash of fear was gone from her face almost as quickly as it had come.
He reminded himself to be gentle. But could he keep that in mind once her tight sheath trapped his cock? He hoped so. A girl’s first time had to be right. He wanted that for her.
“Are you sure, baby?” He’d asked the question, but could he stand it if she said no?
To his relief, she nodded, so he took her hand to pull her onto her feet. Slinking off her blouse, she let the material and her bra drop to the floor behind her. He took her in, studying every glorious inch of her until he came to her skirt. “Take it off, baby. I want to see you naked.”
It had to be fate. All the times he’d bedded other women, then had come away feeling empty, had all because he’d been unconsciously waiting for her.
She did as he asked, unzipping her skirt from the back and shimmying it over her hips. He kept hold of her hand as he backed up and sat in his chair.
She was a vision, pure and simple, beautiful beyond his wildest imagination. A gift he’d cherish forever.
It seemed almost sacrilegious for him to retrieve a condom from his wallet. He always carried one, but he hoped she wouldn’t think he’d planned everything. She was special. If he’d known they’d come together on the flight, he would’ve filled the jet with champagne, roses, and jewels to adore her wrists and neck.
“Just stand there and let me look at you.” He shucked off his shirt. Shoes were gone next, then he pushed his unzipped slacks along with his underwear to puddle at his ankles.
The way she watched him, with blatant lust on her face, thrilled him more than anything ever had. He took his seat again with his cock at full alert.
“Get on top of me, baby.”
When she didn’t hesitate, when she moved to sit on top of him, he moaned, pleasure overwhelming him at his good luck to have found her. He cupped her round butt, then brought her breast to his mouth. His cock twitched as the warmth of her flowed over him.
Sliding his mouth upward, he pressed a soft kiss against the curve of her neck. The frantic beat of her pulse thumped against his lips. “It’s going to hurt. You know that, right?”
“Yes.”
He took in a low, slow breath, memorizing the tantalizing scent of her hair and skin. “Tell me you want this. Tell me you want me.”
“I want this. I want you.”
Sweeter words had never been spoken. He took hold of her hips, ready to ease her down to accept his cock. Spreading her butt cheeks, he looked into her eyes, needing to know she spoke the truth.
And seeing her truth, he had to speak his own.
“I want this for more than now.” He searched her for any sign that she didn’t feel the way he did. “I want you for more than just one night, one month, or one year.”
She blinked, acting as though she hadn’t expected him to make any kind of a commitment. He hadn’t, either, but now that it was done, he’d meant every word.
Slipping his hand between her legs, he fingered her pussy, pushing them between her slick folds, over the tender bundle of nerves, then back to explore her hole. He was ridiculously happy to find her even wetter than before. She was soaked and waiting for him to enter her. Yet when she touched his cheek, he thought the simple gesture was the most erotic thing she’d done.
“Carter, I want you to fuck me. Please. I want you to be my first.”
It was a heady responsibility. One some men would shy away from. To him, it was his greatest honor.
He kissed her, sweeping his tongue along the seam of her mouth. Then, leaning back to get into a better position, he started slowly, bringing her body down as he held his cock at her entrance. He watched her big eyes, so trusting and clouded with lust, as he pushed the crown of his cock inside her pussy.
She inhaled as she encased him, stiffening. He murmured to take it easy and relax, and she drew in another longer, slower breath.
He pushed in a little farther, fighting against the urge to thrust harder. She felt so good, so tight, that he wasn’t sure he’d remain in control once his cock was fully surrounded by her virginal walls.
“Breathe, baby.”
She did as he said, her breaths coming in a slow, calculated rhythm. Her hard peaks teased him, making him want to close his eyes and feast on them, but he couldn’t take his gaze away from hers. He’d be there for her, not only physically, but emotionally.
Gripping her hips, he dared to keep going, moving his partially enclosed cock farther inside. It had been years since he’d had a virgin, but he recognized the sensation when the top of his cock touched her thin barrier.
“You okay?” The harder it was to hold back, the harder it was to talk.
She nodded, then pushed down, forcing him to go deeper. Biting down on her bottom lip might have helped her, but it almost drove him over the edge of control.
Damn, but she was perfect. Perfect to fuck. Perfect to…love.
He’d never thought the word before. Not with any woman. Until now. The realization of how deeply he felt struck him, rocking him to the core.
“Carter, please.”
He couldn’t refuse her a moment longer. Bringing his cock back out until only the tip remained inside her, he thrust forward, moving in one quick, easy motion, and drove his dick all the way inside her. She cried out, stilling him for a moment, until she gave another moan, then began moving her hips against him.
“Do y
ou want me to stop?” If she did, he would, but it would tear him apart.
“No.”
Her soft smile relieved him more than he could ever say. He moved again, sliding inside her, watching for her reaction. When she didn’t cry out, his pace picked up, keeping it steady, until at last, he lost his tenuous hold on his control.
Wild for her, he thrust upward, driving harder and harder. She threw her head back, her mouth parted, her eyes closed.
“You’re mine, Lauren.” He tunneled his fingers into her hair, forcing her to open her eyes and look at him. “Say you’re mine.”
“Yes, oh, yes. I’m yours.”
He found her throat then, needing to press every part of his body as close to hers as possible. The need to be gentle, to treat her with tenderness, washed away from him. Her panting, the rise and fall of her breasts, drove him on, pummeling into her. She was so sexy, so hot, so his.
She begged him to go on, not with words, but with the way she dug her fingernails into his shoulders, the way she arched her back, urging him to devour her breasts. Her mouth was swollen from his kisses and her attention to his cock. The expression on her face was one of pure ecstasy.
He took one of her hands and brought it between her legs. She’d feel his cock sliding in and out of her, but he wanted her to feel more than that.
“Rub your clit, baby.” He helped her, moving her hand back and forth, spreading her juices over her fingers and his.
She moaned, then took over, no longer a novice. “It feels so good. You feel so good.”
He couldn’t have asked for any better praise. She whimpered, driving both her need as well as his. “Go on, baby. Let it go.”
When she did, he held onto her, holding her as he rammed into her harder, faster. They were sweating, the sound of their slickened bodies slapping together spurring him closer to his release. When her climax hit, she widened her eyes and cried out, screaming her pleasure.
He had no choice then, but to join her. His cum shot out, his balls aching as it raced through his dick and into the condom. One day, soon, if he had any say in it, they’d have nothing between their skins. He could only imagine how amazing that would feel.
As if on cue, their bodies began shaking and trembling from the impact of their climaxes. They held each other, his forehead laid against the hollow of her neck as they turned themselves over to the thundering sensations.
When he could breathe evenly again, he sat back and she collapsed on top of him. The air in the cabin chilled his body and he wrapped his arms around her to keep her from getting too cold.
“Damn, but that was fucking amazing.”
He could feel her smile against his skin. “Do you think we could do it again?”
“Already?” He liked her sense of humor. “Baby, you’ve got to give a man a little time in between.” His gaze jumped to the monitor hanging overhead to see the flight path of the plane. “Besides, we’re going to be landing soon. Let’s get ourselves pulled together.”
She groaned an unhappy sound. “Okay.”
Yet when she lifted her body from his, drawing his cock out of her as she stood, he wanted nothing more than to tell the pilot to circle the airport. Instead, he pointed at the bathroom down the aisle. “You first.”
She gathered up her clothes, then without putting them on, started toward the lavatory.
He grabbed her by the wrist before she’d gone two feet. “Remember what I said. This isn’t a one-time thing. I don’t know what the future might bring, but if I have any say in it, we’re going for the long haul.” He chuckled. “I didn’t say it in the right way, in a romantic way, but I mean it.”
“You don’t have to say anything. I’m glad you were my first, no matter what happens.”
Her open expression was both beautiful and heartbreaking. “What happens is what I said before. You’re mine, baby. Get that through your head.”
She grinned, looking even younger and innocent than she had before. “Yes, sir.”
He laughed, then swatted her butt. “Get moving.”
“Okay, okay.” She glanced back over her shoulder, giving him a nice look at her still-hardened nipples. “Don’t go getting all bossy.”
He swiveled the chair around to watch her go. “Carter, you have just struck gold.”
****
Fuck that sonofabitch.
Lucy jerked away before Carter could see her. She’d wanted him and had done everything she could to catch his attention. Yet he’d never shown the slightest bit of interest. Then what had he done? He’d fucked his stupid secretary.
He’ll pay for it.
She checked the pictures she’d taken. Carter undressing the bitch. Carter with his head between her legs. Carter fucking her. After she’d clicked the button and sent the camera photos to that so-called journalist with the online gossip magazine, she didn’t feel one bit of remorse.
Chapter Five
Lauren was still flying high by the time the meeting ended the next morning. They exited the massive Killian Corporation building in downtown Los Angeles, then slid into the waiting limo. As much as she wanted to sit closer to Carter, she knew better than to do so in front of the driver. Although they’d had to work late into the night, they’d managed to sneak in a little time for another session of lovemaking before finally falling asleep, exhausted but satisfied, next to each other.
Once they returned to New York, Carter would talk to the board and get them to rescind the company policy that would keep them apart. Even if the board refused to lift the ban, it wouldn’t stop them. Now that they’d fed their hunger, they’d never stop seeing each other.
“Ready to be headed home?”
“Uh-huh.” Damn, but the man was gorgeous. With and without his clothes. But with the black pinstriped suit highlighting his glossy black hair, he looked every inch the perfect man.
“Remember, I’ll get things moving, but it might take a while to reverse the policy. It’s been in place for years. Until then, we need to keep us a secret.”
“I understand.” As long as they spent time together, she could wait. She was about to say so when his phone rang.
“Hey, Dad, we just got out of the meeting. Looks like things are going along as—”
She’d been studying his schedule for the following week, when his abrupt stop brought her attention back to him. His expression had gone dark, his jaw clenching and his eyes blazing.
“I bet I can guess who sent them.” His gaze darted to her then back to the window. “She’s broken her confidentiality agreement. Yeah, I know that’s not what’s important. Yeah, it’s true. They’re real.”
His father’s voice boomed loudly from the phone, but she could only understand a few words.
Lucy.
Fuckin’ gossip rag.
Bad company image.
Resign.
Resign? Panic seized her. Had his father just told him to resign? Or for her to quit? But why? What did the jet hostess, Lucy, have anything to do with their jobs?
“I understand. And she’s quit her job? Yeah, well, I’m sure she made a nice bundle of cash. Besides, she knew she’d get fired anyway once the shit hit the fan.” He listened for a minute longer, his gaze staying away from her as though he didn’t want to face her. “Hopefully, this will blow over in a matter of days. Leave it to me to handle.” He ended the call, then dropped the phone on the seat between them.
“What’s wrong?”
He released a long sigh, then shifted to face her. “Do you remember Lucy?”
“Sure. She was the hostess on the jet.”
“She quit.”
“She did? But why? It looked like she liked her job.”
“Not as much as she liked taking photos and getting paid for them.”
“So she got a job as a photographer? Why is that a bad thing?” She wasn’t sure she wanted to hear the rest, but if she could help, she would. He’d rarely looked so tense even during difficult business negotiations.
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p; He shook his head as though trying to believe what he had to tell her. “Lucy took pictures of us. Together.” He lifted an eyebrow when she didn’t understand at first. “Of us together in the jet. While we were having sex.”
She sucked in a breath, all at once finding it difficult to breathe. “Oh, my God.”
“That’s not all. She sent the pictures to Dirt Diggers Online.”
Dirt Diggers Online was a notorious online gossip website that didn’t care what dirt it reported. As long as the story had someone famous in it, someone with a high profile like Carter, then they’d print any story and post any salacious photo they could get. Most of the time, the stories were lies, but when a photo came along with it, then it was difficult to persuade anyone that the story was false. It was even harder to get a retraction, especially when the story was true. They’d have no chance of getting the pictures taken down.
He ran a hand over his face, picked up his phone, then flung it down again. “There’s no use trying to get them to retract the story and remove the pictures. All the other media outlets have already picked it up. We need to be ready to face a bunch of reporters.”
She bit her lower lip and saw his eyes darken with desire. As much as she wanted him, now was not the time. “What does this mean? I couldn’t help but overhear. Your father sounded angry.”
He let out a sarcastic chuckle. “Angry doesn’t begin to cover it, but I can handle him. This means I’ll be bringing up the company policy against dating employees sooner than I thought. It also means that, if they don’t change the rule, I’ll have three options. Either I keep my position and fire you, or…”
She couldn’t lose her job. She was already living paycheck to paycheck. Still, if it was a choice between his job or hers, then her decision was already made. “Or?”
“Or I quit so we can be together.”
“You can’t do that. I won’t let you.” She jerked her hand away when he reached to take it. “No. I’ll quit. You’ve spent your life preparing to take over your family’s business and your inheritance. I can find another job.”
