Page 17 of Bound to the CEO

I hold back a moan as I let my head fall back against him. I’m helpless as arousal swamps my senses. All I can think about is his cock inside me. Once more, he lifts me back up. “Guide me in, sweetheart. Let these men see how well you take my cock.”

At his dirty words, a gasp slips from my lips. I reach in between us, grabbing his shaft with a firm grasp. He groans as he lowers me onto him, sinking into my wet heat. From this angle, he feels impossibly huge, stretching me out until I can no longer think straight.

With his hands about my waist, he moves me, urging my body up and down as one of the Alphas starts on a presentation. I cannot concentrate on the words flying about the room, only the feeling of Jeffrey’s strong hands as they urge me to an explosive orgasm.

Reaching down, he brushes against my clit, drawing a moan from my lips. But no one stops. No one seems to pay any attention. It’s as if I’m in a bubble where only my husband and I reside.

Emboldened, I ride him harder, squeezing my inner walls. He falters a few times but barely loses his concentration. I, on the other hand, can barely think straight. His fingers are rough as they play with my clit, plucking, strumming, and pinching until I’m gasping, desperate for air.

When my orgasm hits, it slams into me, stealing the remaining breath in my body until all I can do is strain against him. No words, no sounds leave my lips. It’s as if the world stops for those precious moments, and nothing exists.

He runs his nose up my neck, pausing as he gets to my ear. “Good fucking girl. I love it when you come on my cock like that.” He pulls back away and grabs ahold of me, moving my body up and down.

His cock swells as he uses me like a fucktoy, sparking more sensation through my body. Moans bubble up through my lips as his knot swells, stretching me out even further.

With a loud groan, he sinks me back down onto his cock as his knot expands, tying me to him. We both gasp in the chair as the men gather up their things and exit. Somehow, I’d missed that the meeting was coming to a close.

Brushing some damp hair away from my face, Jeffrey presses a kiss to my temple. “What’s this really about? You know you can have my cock any time. You don’t have to come here and beg for it.”

“I know. I just… I hate it at home. I’d rather be here with you.”

“But your schooling-”

I cut him off, knowing what he’s going to say. “Yes. If I find something else I’d rather do, then fine. But I was perfectly happy here. I want to follow in my father’s footsteps.” I pause for a moment, swallowing for a moment. “Your footsteps. What I can learn under you, they can’t teach in school.”

“Damn right,” he growls, holding me close.

“I’m serious.”

Sighing, he runs his fingers up and down my arms. “We’ll talk about it.”

“That’s all I ask.”

“But I swear to God, if you distract me from my work-”

“What?” I tease, wriggling my hips, drawing a groan from his lips. “You’ll spank me?”

“Spank you, plug you, make you wear a vibrating panty at work… Shall I go on?”

“If you want. But you don’t need to sell me. I already want to be here.”

“What am I going to do with you, my stubborn wife?”

“Fuck me into submission?”

“Well, that’s a given.” Pausing, he cups my breasts, his sighs heavy as they wash across the top of my head. “You’ll, of course, be in my office with me.”

“That’s a given,” I giggle, copying him.

“And I won’t go easy on you.”

“I wouldn’t expect any less.”

“You’re going to be the death of me, you know.”

Lips twisting into a wide grin, I clench my inner walls, massaging his cock. “But not until we have some fun first.”

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