Page 35 of Untamed Billionaire
“What are you doing?”
He laughed softly, carrying her over to the conference table at the other end of his office. “If you don’t remember from last night, then I am more than happy to show you.” He’d already slid her zipper down her back but now he lowered his head to kiss the hard tip through the lace of her corset. “What is this?” he demanded in a husky growl.
“I had my final dress fitting today. The dress needs a special bra for tomorrow’s show.”
“I approve!” He shifted her breast, unable to take the corset off so he simply lifted her breast out so that he could suckle on the nipple until she gave him a muffled groan. He felt her fingers in his hair, keeping his mouth in place but after several moments, she pulled at his hair, trying to dislodge his mouth.
“Not done yet,” he warned her, moving to the other nipple.
“I’m going to die!” she whispered. “We can’t do this here!”
He lifted his mouth, looking at her. She looked so hot right now with her swollen lips and her breasts plumped up over the ribbing of her corset. Plus, her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist. “Do you want me to stop?” he asked, unable to stop shifting against her. She just felt too good and looked like a sexual goddess!
She hesitated, biting her lip and he felt her hips shift, her fingers tighten. He knew the answer before she shook her head. “Don’t stop!” she whispered, then glanced over his shoulder at the closed door.
“Damn, I want you!” he groaned, then lowered his head to tease each nipple again. He didn’t relent until she was whimpering. As he moved down her body, wanting her spread out on this table, he pushed her back. “Lay back,” he ordered, then took her hands so that he could lower her back. When she was splayed out for him, he could barely hold himself back.
“Now what?” she whispered, enticing him.
He gave her an evil grin. “Now you are mine!” he explained, then lowered his mouth, kissing his way across the lace of her corset. There was a bit of lace at the bottom, and he liked that, but it wasn’t his ultimate goal. When he moved even lower, he lifted one leg over his shoulder and placed the other, heel and all, on the table. He didn’t give a damn if the spike heel damaged the table. He’d buy a whole new table and save this one just for his personal pleasure. Or maybe not, he thought as he moved even lower, blowing on her pink, glistening folds. He could smell her arousal, could feel her body trembling in anticipation. And he couldn’t hold back any longer. He had to taste her. Hell, he’d thought about this all day, remembering her sweetness during the day. Every time another person called him, offering him a discount or priority, he wanted this woman.
He loved this woman!
When his mouth covered her core, he had to hold her hips to keep her from pulling away. She gasped, slapping her hand over her mouth to stop the cry. He remembered her screams last night when he’d done this. In the back of his mind, Marco knew that his assistant had left for the night. Her grandkids had a performance at one of the elementary schools so the outer area was vacant.
Now he was going to make her feel so crazy that she screamed out with her pleasure.
With that intent in mind, he licked and teased, sucking on that nub and pulling back when he felt her nearing the edge. He knew when Chloe was close to a release because her fingers gripped his hair more tightly. Every time she did that, he pulled back and softened his touch, easing her away from that cliff. When she groaned out her frustration, only then did he move back and torment her again. Over and over, he brought her to the edge only to stop before she found her release. It wasn’t until the fourth time that she grabbed his head and held his mouth in place, shifting her hips against his mouth until…Chloe screamed as she climaxed against his mouth and Marco licked and sucked, extending her pleasure for as long as possible.
When she collapsed back against the table, he moved up higher, kissing his way back to her mouth. Then he kissed her, showing her without words how hot he thought her movements were.
“Marco!” she laughed, lifting into him. This was pretty hot too. He’d learned last night that, after she climaxed, Chloe was soft and affectionate, laughing as if she were giddy with life. Damn, he loved her!
Chloe wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in closer as she kissed him, wanting him to know how happy she was to be with him. She might have just climaxed so hard that her heart had pounded out of her body, but feeling him like this, fully dressed while she was completely exposed, absolutely vulnerable to him, was such an intense turn on, she could barely think.
She might be new to this whole pleasure-during-sex thing, but last night, she’d learned a lot. And right now, she was going to make him feel just as good as he’d made her feel. Starting now.
Pushing against his shoulders, she sat up and jumped off of the conference table. “Sit here,” she ordered.
Marco lifted a dark eyebrow, almost challenging her. She could see the desire in his eyes, knew that he was debating whether or not to lift her up and have his wicked way with her. Again. But she was wise to his ways now. She arched her own brow, putting one finger onto his shoulder and nudging him down so that he was leaning back against the table.
That was good enough for her. She didn’t undress him. She didn’t need to. Besides, she kind of liked it this way. She stepped back and shimmied her hips so that her dress dropped to the floor. She kept her heels on and…Chloe had no idea where her panties had gone, but they weren’t important. She walked towards him wearing only her corset and heels. She knew that she had control when he couldn’t stop looking at her, his eyes moving over her long legs and her breasts that were still pushed up over the top of her corset.
“That was quite lovely, Marco,” she whispered, and kissed his neck, just as he’d done to her. While he was distracted with her mouth, her fingers slid lower, moving down over his dress shirt and belt. She didn’t undo the belt. She merely fiddled with the erection pressing against his dress slacks. Slowly, so painfully slowly, she lowered the zipper, then felt inside, releasing his erection. He was long and hard and beautiful, filling her hands and groaning when she clenched him.
“This is all mine,” she whispered into his mouth as her fingers teased lightly up and down his length. She didn’t kiss him, but her lips hovered just underneath his. He was just about to kiss her, but she jerked back, smiling when he scowled at her.
She saw the intent in his eyes moments before he acted. But Chloe was faster! She stepped back and…lowered her mouth onto his shaft. Marco hissed, his hands suddenly gripping the edge of the table as she moved her mouth slowly over his shaft. With one hand at the base of his erection, she moved her mouth over the tip, her tongue flicking against the sensitive edge just under the hard ridge. With her other hand, she cupped him lower. With her mouth and both hands, Chloe teased him, making him shudder as she brought him closer and closer to the edge. She almost laughed with delight when she heard his guttural groans, and sucked harder, moving her mouth against him again and again, her fingers tightening, her tongue flicking and her mouth sucking. She knew he was close, so close!
Before she could stop him, he pulled away, lifted her up and flung her around so that she was once again laying on the conference room table. He unwrapped protection and, before she could gasp out his name, Marco filled her up, sliding into her until he was fully embedded inside of her.
Chloe gasped, arching into his thrust. She held him still, her legs…she wanted them around his waist but he had them over his shoulders, opening her up and she was once again completely vulnerable to him. Then he started thrusting. Slowly at first, but as he stared into her eyes, he moved faster, pressing against her, pressing against that nub and bringing her right to the edge. But Marco was too close as well and he didn’t pull back this time. In fact, he moved his hand from her leg to that nub, pressing against it with his thumb and pressing with each thrust until…!
Chloe burst into a scream as he took her to another blinding climax. She was barely aware of him following her, but all she could do was hold on as she rode him, absorbing his hard thrusts while she climaxed so hard, she almost passed out.
As he emptied himself into her, she wanted to reach out and tell him how she felt. How much she loved him, that she wanted to hold him forever and make his world happy and safe and wonderful! She wanted to give him everything.
Instead, she cradled him against her as he collapsed against her chest, his warm gusts of breath teasing her nipple as he tried to collect his breath.
