By the time we made it to the bed, I was down to my briefs and she was down to her pale pink bra and matching mesh thong. Her knees hit the back of the bed and she fell onto it softly, scooching herself back toward the tufted headboard against the wall. My eyes followed every move she made and darkened as she slowly parted her legs, giving me a view of her that had me wanting to plow into her immediately.
I stood at the foot of the bed, my erection growing hard against my briefs causing the fabric to strain. Gabriella’s eyes fell to it and I watched her throat bob in quiet anticipation. Her eyes stayed below my waist as she ran her fingers up her abdomen and over her the sheer fabric of her bra. She circled her nipples lightly, playing with herself in a teasing way. She knew exactly what she was doing, and was enjoying watching my cock twitch.
“You are so fucking sexy,” I whispered gruffly, watching her fingers encircle the darkened area of her nipple. I was eager to take it in my mouth.
“Do you want me?” she whispered breathlessly.
“More than anything.”
“Then get the hell over here,” she said, curling her finger toward herself.
I climbed onto the bed slowly, seeing her hips lift in anticipation. I took my time, though. Two could play this teasing game. I pulled my body over hers, hovering over her. A few inches being the only thing that separated us. She looked up at me, her hazel eyes full of lust. I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers lightly, moving my kisses down her jawline and back up to the shell of her ear. I spent some time there, taking her earlobe between my teeth and tugging slightly. She whimpered, her hips bucking up once more. I chuckled softly against her ear.
Holding myself up on one elbow, I reached my hand down between her legs, trailing my fingertips against her inner thighuntil they reached the mesh of her thong. The fabric was thin, leaving little to the imagination and giving my fingers a preview of what was underneath. Her slick, wet opening begging to be touched. I trailed my fingers against her, hooking a finger under the fabric and pulling it to the side.
I ran my forefinger up her slit, my finger slick with her anticipation.
“Chandler,” she whispered desperately.
I smiled down at her before I clambered down her body, kissing her abdomen as I went. I looked up at her as my head hovered just over her pulled-aside thong, feeling the heat radiating from her. My eyes never left hers as I replaced my finger with my tongue, licking her opening from bottom to top. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she reached up and clenched the pillow behind her head. I lapped my tongue against her, tasting her sweetness and holding her hips down as she squirmed. When she let out a throaty moan, I knew she was already close. I dove my tongue into her, feeling her surround my tastebuds. She screamed, her back arching, though her hips were pinned to the bed.
With her head thrown back and her riding the waves of her orgasm, I quickly reached down and pulled off my briefs, desperate to feel the trembling sensation inside her. I positioned myself where my tongue had just been and pushed my way inside her throbbing pussy. Her head shot up as she looked at me in surprise. I groaned as her wet walls pulsed around me, still riding that wave of pleasure.
She dug her heels into the bed and pushed her hips up to meet mine. She grinded against my cock in a slow rhythm, looking up at me hungrily. I didn’t even have to do anything as she moved underneath me, growing wetter as she led me deeper inside her. Her fingers dug into my upper back as her movements became faster, more rhythmic. She was in control.
I rolled to my back, pulling her on top of me. She reached behind her as she continued to move on me, unhooking the clasp of her bra. The pink fabric fell away, revealing her amazingly plump breasts that bounced slowly with each rock of her hips. Unable to help myself, my hands reached up and cupped them eagerly. I massaged them, matching the rhythm of her riding my cock. Her hands reached for my chest and she began to move faster.
“Fuck,” I moaned.
She smiled down at me, her hair falling around her face. She was so fucking beautiful and she felt so fucking good. She covered every inch of me, I didn’t think I could go any deeper, but then she adjusted her hips and I realized I could. I let go of her perfect breasts and gripped her hips, pushing her down against me.
She let out a breathy scream as she looked down at our bodies connected. I could feel myself losing control. I think she knew it too, because she reached up and grabbed her breasts, giving me a show as she threw her head back. I moved her up and down my cock faster and harder until I exploded into her, leaving everything I had inside her. She let out a cry, her hair brushing against the top of my thighs, as another orgasm ran through her.
She slowed her hips as she brought her head back up and looked down at me before she collapsed onto my chest. With my cock still inside her, she giggled against my bare skin.
“What?” I asked curiously.
“Working together is going to be terribly difficult when I know how easily you make me come.”
“Feeling is mutual,” I said into her hair that lay partly across my face.
She rolled off me and propped herself up on her elbow looking at me seriously. “You really think we can do this?” she asked.
“What? Work together?”
“Mhmm.” She nodded.
“We are going to do great things, Gabriella.”
“We aren’t too stubborn?”
“We aredefinitelystubborn, but I will say that I know how valuable you are. I promise to not be that asshole who doesn’t listen to your ideas. We are ateam.”
I meant it, too. I needed her. Not just because she knew the ins and outs of the company, but because she was smart as hell andgave me a run for my money. She challenged me, and I loved the hell out of her for it.
She nodded and laid her head back down. We lay there holding each other, catching our breath as the golden rays of afternoon sun fell over us. We talked about what our ideas were for the company, feeling content that we had the same vision. It was so like us to be discussing work when we lay naked in bed. I knew I had met my match.
“You know…” she said, lifting her head. “I have some ideas on how to make the workplace more effective.”
