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CHAPTER SIX
Beth
I stumbled and almost fell over getting out of the big black town car. The chauffeur leaned forwards just in time to grab my hand, preventing an embarrassing fall.
“Are you all right, Miss?” His brown eyes were kind.
I blushed.
“Yes, thank you.”
Because it was like I was just learning to walk again. Or to walk properly after my mind-blowing orgasm with Mr. Carlton in his office. My legs were trembling and shaky, like a newborn foal, and the slick juices between my thighs felt so strange. I’d never come so hard before, shrieking like a crazy woman.
Oh my god. I still couldn’t believe the things Mr. Carlton did to me. He was so powerful. So commanding and massive. Even though the billionaire was masculine and elegant in those suits he wore so perfectly, no way did I think someone like him—controlled and rich—could make me feel that way, like I was spiraling off into the heavens, losing touch with reality. He’d tongued my pussy until I swear I saw colors that didn’t exist, shapes with no form. The clamp of his big hands on my thighs had made shivers of delight run all through my body as he held me open at the mercy of his mouth.
It felt so good.
Too good.
I stammered my thanks again to the chauffeur and tried to stand on my own two feet, wobbling still.
“Thank you so much for the ride,” was my quiet murmur.
And the chauffeur nodded cheerily.
“You’re welcome, miss. At your service.” He tipped his hat before pulling slowly out into rush hour traffic, disappearing into a swarm of brightly colored cars.
Meanwhile, I stood in front of my apartment building feeling like a new person. New and yet utterly confused because the check from Mr. Carlton was practically burning a hole in my pocket.
He gave me money. For touching and eating my pussy.
And I let him do it.
I screamed and cried out, writhing with ecstasy as his tongue buried itself in me.
What does that make me?
What does that say about me?
Could people tell?
But evidently not because no one walking by even glanced my way. That’s the way the Bronx is sometimes, everyone looking down as they scurry past, eyes on the sidewalk or playing some game on their phone.
But me, I was different. Juices ran down my thigh and everything was sticky in a good way. The dampness beneath my breasts, the heat under my arms. And oh god, the warmth, still burning like a flame deep within my cunt, flickering with life.
What do I do now?
How should I proceed?
Carefully, that was clear. One step at a time, I clutched my bag over my shoulder and crossed the busy sidewalk, wobbling unsteadily. With my key, I unlocked the main door then started the long trudge to the fifth floor.
Every step up emphasized the wetness between my legs, warm and sticky. I paused for a moment, closing my eyes and breathing in, savoring the wind from a small window in the stairwell. Because Mr. Carlton was all I could think about. I wanted to stay longer with him. I wanted him to do more to me. And I knew he wanted more.
But I’d been such a dunce! Running out like a scared virgin, someone who’s never seen dick before. Practically screaming, grabbing all my clothes and dashing to the door. It was embarrassing, so humiliating. And yet, that’s what happened.
Because Mr. Carlton hadn’t been nervous at all. With those bright blue eyes fixed to my curves, he wiped my juices off his chin with the back of his hand, and then sprawled back on a chair.
“You taste good,” came that deep voice. His eyes pinned me in place and I couldn’t move even if I wanted to. “So good that I’m gonna need seconds.”
My eyes flicked down to his crotch. A giant ridge pressed through his slacks. Could it –? Did he want –? It was so big that it frightened me, but excitement coursed through my frame as well. Would it hurt when he put it in me? Even if it did, I was sure it’d be amazing. After all, this was a man who knew what he was doing, with magic at his fingertips.
Confident.
Powerful.
Aroused.
I wanted him to take me, right then, right there.
And the more I looked, the bigger the bulge in his pants seemed to get. His eyes were hungry and wild as he stared between my legs, the pink folds still trembling, dripping hotly onto the chair. For sure I thought he was getting ready to take my virginity. I was scared, but excited too. Opening my legs, unconsciously my body beckoned.
But he didn’t do any of that.
“That’s enough of the lesson today, Beth,” came that smooth growl. With gentle hands, the CEO slowly pushed my thighs back together and helped me sit up. My bare ass squeaked against the leather of the chair as I slipped and slid in my own cum. That smirk got deeper. “It was a good lesson, sweetheart. Very informative. Thank you, baby girl, well done.”
