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I go because how can I not? I’m insanely addicted to him. As he is to me if the feverish light in his eyes is any indication.
He swivels his chair around to accommodate me when I reach him.
Dragging me closer, he picks me up and sits me on his desk. His hands ran up my hips and ribs before cupping my breasts. “I’ve missed you.”
A nervous, aroused giggle escapes before I can stop it. I’m still grappling with how much this gorgeous, mysterious and powerful man wants me. “You saw me two hours ago at breakfast.”
He drags his fingers through my hair before tucking it gently over one ear. “Hmm, that’s far too long to go without tasting these perky tits. Need to see them jiggle as I defile that tight snatch,” he rasps, pulling up my tank and scooping my breasts from my bra cups.
“Hmm, Daddy Defiler,” I say with a half-giggle, half-gasp.
He grins and my heart somersaults in my chest. “You know it.”
We both sober up as the cool air-conditioned breeze draws my nipples into tight peaks. Jared gives another pained groan before closing his mouth over one, suckling and grunting his delight while he kneads and tweaks the other.
Pleasure shudders through me, my hips rolling on the desk as restless heat stirs between my legs. He finds that heat with his fingers, teasing my clit before his middle and index fingers plunge inside me.
He drives me incoherent, switching between one tight peak, my lips, then the other tight peak until I want to howl with how insanely good it feels.
“Ah, my little girl is slick and needy for me, isn’t she?”
“Yes,” I whimper, my heart bursting wide open at being called his little girl.
He pulls back and keeps finger-fucking me as he attacks his belt and frees his cock.
The tip is already weeping and angry looking. Jared pushes back even further but slides his ass to the edge of the chair.
With one hard yank, he rips my panties away.
“I need you to take off that skirt andgrand pliéonto Daddy’s dick.Now. And I want those beautiful eyes on me when you do.”
My breath shuttles in and out of my lungs as I dispose of my skirt and brace my feet on either side of his thighs. The position isn’t quite as accurate but, eyes latched onto his, I slowly sink down onto his waiting shaft. Then keep going until I’m stuffed full.
“Fuuuuck.” Jared’s breath releases in a choppy rush and he slams his head against the back of his seat. “Didn’t think it was possible for this pussy to feel better around my dick, but hot damn, you do, angel. You really fucking do!”
His hands grip my waist and he starts to move me up and down his cock. His eyes roll back in his head and Jared looks like he’s in pain. The best pain.
I feel the same. I gasp and whimper and beg as his expert hands manage me and before long he’s roaring and I’m screaming as our climaxes hit.
* * *
The next weekpasses in a blur of dancing and fucking.
Jared has my things moved into his suite but he’s indiscriminate about where he fucks me.
The very first time Noelle’s wife Amelie walked in on us, I thought I’d die with embarrassment. But she barely blinked at finding me naked and sprawled across Jared’s lap, his hands toying with my breasts.
But watching them discuss some inane subject as if my nudity wasn’t an issue had…turned me on. My insatiable hunger for Jared whenever and wherever he wanted me had taken care of the rest.
During that week, I discover that he hasn’t gone below Penthouse Five in six years.
I also discover that the other two penthouses are decked out in different themes.
Penthouse Three is a luxury Aspen cabin, complete with bearskin rugs and monster wood-burning stoves. Penthouse Four is a Balinese spa retreat but is scheduled to be remodeled.
On Friday, we’re supposed to be walking through the space one last time before Jared gave instructions to his interior designer about his new ideas, but end up fucking in the steam pool.
“Don’t you miss the beach? Driving with the wind in your hair? Pretzels from a street vendor?” I ask, my body one giant puddle of goo sprawled on top of his next to the pool.
