Page 157 of Wrecked
“Ohmygod,” she bit out and grabbed the back of the chair for support.
He wrapped his fingers around her arm and guided her into the living room. “Let’s get you naked so I can start therealinterview.”
He removed his suit jacket, sat on the arm of the sofa, pulled her close, and tugged down the zipper. Her eyes were almost black with lust, her jagged breathing roaring in his ear. He moved her long hair off her shoulder as the dress opened, revealing a black push-up bra and a black thong. He slid the dress off her shoulders, and it tumbled to the floor.
His cock turned hard, blood surging through his veins. She was exquisite and so damn sexy.
“This is very naughty, sir,” she said. “I don’t think we should be doing this.”
“How badly do you want this job?”
She caressed her lower lip with her tongue and his junk got harder still. “I’m kinda desperate.”
“Take off my pants,” he commanded, “and suck my cock.”
After he toed off his shoes, she removed his pants and eyed his jutting hard-on. “You’re so big,” she murmured.
“Kneel and taste me.”
“I’ve… I’ve never swallowed.”
“You’ll suck and swallow if yougetthe job,” he said. “Tonight’s all about how good of a fuck you are.”
She swayed and grabbed his arms.
“Breathe,” he murmured before inhaling. She mimicked him for a few seconds, then shot him a little smile.
“I’m good,” she whispered.
He popped out of his sleaze-bag character to kiss her forehead.
She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and stroked. Up and down, up and down, spreading the wetness over his head. Then, she moved him to the sofa, knelt in front of him, and licked the head and shaft.
Her gritty moans sent electricity charging through him while she feasted on him, licking and sucking his boner.
He loved watching her pleasure him. Loved how she feasted on his hardness, her lips glistening with his wetness. But their “interview” would be over too fast if she continued.
“Enough,” he commanded.
She gazed up at him, her lips wet, her eyelids hooded.
“Time to fuck, Bambi.”
* * *
Addison was on fire, her body aching for a release. Hawk was hot, talented, and had a dirty mouth. He was an alpha in every way imaginable, took control of the scene, and wasted no time getting to the good stuff.
She stood.
“Take off your bra and thong,” he commanded.
“Mmm,” she bleated as she unhooked the bra and tossed it onto the chair. Then, she wiggled out of the wet thong, but she didn’t remove her stilettos. Now, naked, she stared down at him.
Her heart was galloping in her chest, she couldn’t wait to take him inside her. For a man who’d never done any role playing, he was so damn good.
Hawk pushed off the sofa. With his gaze drilling into hers, he removed his shirt, then cupped her breasts and ran his thumbs around and over her nipples until they firmed. “Very nice.”
He dug out a condom from his pants pocket and rolled it on. Then, he dipped down, took her plump nipple in his mouth, and sucked.
