He was on his feet in an instant, confused, wanting to stop me.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Panic swept across Corporate Shawn’s face.
“Sit down!” I commanded.
I undid the zipper and stepped out of the skirt, so I was all lingerie and red high heels. It was cold in the spacious office yet warm under his gaze. A smug smile burned across my lips whenhe sank back onto the massive leather chair, too bewildered to do otherwise.
He thought he could control me?Think again.All the power in this room was mine.
I took a few calculated steps around the desk until it was between us no more and he could see the red shoes he liked. I would have thought being scantily clad would have made me shy, but instead it made me bold.
“Why are you out of breath,HerrDunn?” I used the sultriest voice I had.
“Kara, I have to be at that meeting.” The rich brown eyes ringed with caramel begged me, and I relished it, savoring his discomfort. I was going to make it much worse for him.
My hands fell on the armrests of his chair and I leaned over, letting his gaze linger on my breasts that threatened to spill out of the lace. His breathing was hurried, uneven, and I could see his pulse pounding in his neck.
I folded one leg, then another, and knelt between his knees. Even in this position, I was still in complete control.
He made a half-hearted attempt to push my hands away when I reached for his belt.
“So go to your meeting,” I said casually. “No one’s stopping you.”
He was too conflicted to move, allowing me to undo his buckle and unzip his pants. He didn’t try to resist when I grasped the waistband of his underwear and tugged the front down, exposing him.
“Oh, fuck,” he groaned as I closed my fist around his already half-hard dick. I tightened my grip and stroked, and one pump was all it took for him to jerk to full attention.
He grew harder still when I leaned in and swiped my tongue across his tip.
“I can be late.” His voice was tight and quick.
I would have smiled, but instead I parted my lips and slid him into my mouth as far as I could take him. His skin was soft, yet he was hard as steel beneath. I ringed my fingers at the base, holding him steady, and began to move. I bobbed my head, making him wetter with my saliva on each pass.
It caused German to spill from his lips. I had no idea what he was saying, but it wasn’t angry.
It was impossible not to imagine what we’d look like if his assistant were to walk in right now. Me wearing a barely-there black bra and panties, along with my scarlet shoes, while I was on my knees and servicing the almost entirely dressed CEO.
When I swirled my tongue over the ridge of his dick, he moaned and threaded a hand into my hair. Not to rule me, but to guide and encourage. His fingers traced down my neck, and I felt the elastic band of my bra go slack. It slipped down to my elbows, and I let it fall to the floor, too focused on what I was doing.
But going down on him wasn’t without its side effects. Heat pooled inside my body, making a muscle deep between my legs clench. I tried not to think about it or the desire this act created.
His breathing quickened to match my pace when I went faster. I had to gauge his reaction carefully because I was intent on bringing him right to the edge. He enjoyed getting my body to respond to him when I didn’t want it to. Now I’d return the favor. I wanted him as insane with need as he made me.
It wouldn’t be long now.
I shifted angles, and he moaned again, a desperate cry followed by a hiss when I skimmed my teeth over him. It was subtle, but I could feel him tremble.
“You’re going to make me come,” he warned through clenched teeth.
I snatched the bra up, pulled myself to my feet and again leaned over him, my bare breasts dangling in his face. I let mywords echo what he’d said when he’d pinned me to that hotel room wall. “I want this to be fair.”
My mind hummed with satisfaction as I stepped back, leaving him disoriented and unfulfilled. My traitor body, though, was less pleased. It ached with need for his touch and his kiss.
But, oh, how I had misjudged him. It was like he’d expected this. Waswaitingfor this. Plus, he was a giant, which meant he had long arms and I was not out of his reach. He hooked one around my waist and pulled me so I fell sideways on his lap, his damp dick against my bare thigh. The lacy bra was yanked from my grasp and thrown to the floor.
“Careful,” I said. “You paid a lot for that.”
I made a half-hearted attempt to escape, but his lips were on my neck, hot and urgent and persuasive. The desire to leave flagged even more when he sucked on a sensitive spot below my ear.
