Page 107 of Judged by Him

He continued. “In fact, I have to go to my New York headquarters next week. Why not treat Daniel to a flight on my private jet?”

Her eyes widened. “You would do that?” She had never asked Jason to use his status as CEO to further her own career. She preferred he kept his wealth, and influence, distinct from her own working life.

He smirked. “I suppose there are spare seats—”

Her mouth landed on his. She couldn’t stop herself. The need to be close to him, loving him, reigned supreme.

His cock jerked under her and she remembered her act of neglect. Creeping down his torso, she shuffled back into position. She began with a long lick, from soft balls up the veined shaft and into his little slit. Immediately, his erection returned, springing up by her face. She slid her tongue down, coiling around his velvety cock, like a serpent about the trunk of tree. He emitted a groan, a delightful accompaniment. Opening her mouth wider, she enveloped him, consumed his smooth head and trapped him between her moist lips.

Bobbing up and down, she languished, devouring him sedately with gentle sucks.

A hand scooped up her hair, twizzling the locks until bunched in his fist. She felt the tell-tale sting in the scalp. Then two hands grasped at her hair, creating handles. As she drew in a lungful of air, he pulled her down into his groin, forcing her mouth to open wider and his cock deeper. Held down, she spluttered, trying to relax her throat. She attempted to lift her head back up—a painful tug on her scalp prevented her.

She gripped the sheet beneath her. Taut skin stretched over her knuckles as she held her breath. His hands went, their weight gone in an instant. Gasping loudly, she tossed back her head, letting her hair topple about her shoulders. Heaving, she looked straight ahead at her husband. He sat, slightly reclined, his hands tucked behind his head, interlocked, his eyes closed, long eyelashes flickering fractionally.

“Good girl,” he murmured. “Don’t stop, or I might give you another helping hand.”

She didn’t mind his quip. Curling a lock of hair behind her ear, she slowly bent over him. His glistening cock, smeared with her saliva, beckoned. Grinning, she licked the bulbous end with the tip of her tongue.

“Gemma!” His lids remained closed, but his voice lifted at the end of her name. “Don’t tease.”

On the second occasion, she considered her blow-job perfect. He made an exclamation, which was delightful to hear, as he came deep in her eager throat.. He then reciprocated with his mouth on her sex. Treating her to all his own oral skills with nips, sucks, and a darting tongue in her pussy. His dalliances triggered a stupendous orgasm that had been waiting to happen since their return. She arched her back and curled her toes until they cramped.

A tear slipped down the side of her temple.

“Why the tear?” he asked gently, wiping it away.

“I’m so happy.” Ecstatic. Every nerve ending seemed to be alight with electricity.

“Good.”

She noted he had a slightly wicked smile on his face.

“Because,” he continued, “if we had been in play this morning, the day would have begun so differently. Your first blow-job warranted a good spanking for lack of attention and failing to provide me with pleasure. It goes to show that having a subdrop is important sometimes. Don’t you think?”

She stared at him in amazement—such an insightful man, or maybe she just wore her emotions blatantly on her sleeve. He may not have known the contents of her e-mails, but he knew she would come crashing down to earth that weekend. This time, unlike after their New York vacation, he had been prepared. She couldn’t fault his own learning style. He had remembered and had been waiting for her to open up to him.

>>> to be continued.

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