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“I want the strong, passionate, fiery woman marketing for my team and in my bed." Might as well put it all out there.
Her breath hitched. "You can't have both."
For a moment, I wondered if she was saying if I let her quit her job, I could have her personally.
"I'm only available for the job."
There was something in her eyes that told me her statement wasn't true.
I reached my hand out, my thumb brushing over the soft lips I desperately wanted to taste. "We both know that's not true." I didn't wait for an answer, mostly because I couldn't. The need to consume her was more than I could fight. I covered her lips with mine, half expecting her to push me away or slap me. But she moaned, and her lips went pliant against mine.
The tether of control broke. I swept her up and carried her to the bedroom. With each step I wondered if she’d resist. But she didn’t. She kissed me back.
I set her by the bed, and our hands raced to undress. It occurred to me that we were in a hotel with a bed, which meant I had all night if I could convince her to stay. I wanted to ravish her body, but that would be quick, and I wanted this to last all night.
Once I tugged her panties off, I laid her back on the bed. I still wore my boxer briefs and prayed they’d help me keep control while I took my time savoring her luscious body.
Her fingers slid to the waistband of my boxers, but I pushed them away. “Not yet.” I kissed her, preventing any protest she might wage. With my lips, I lulled her to surrender to me. With a sigh, she gave in, and that’s when I started to explore every inch of her, from the angle of her jaw to the curve of her neck. Her skin was soft and smooth like ivory.
Her tits were round and full, so fucking perfect. I settled in to taste them. Her nipples were pink and hard as rocks as I lapped my tongue over them and then sucked them, one and then the other, until her body writhed underneath me.
“Todd.”
My name on her lips was like the most perfect sound I’d ever heard. I rewarded her by sliding my fingers through her pussy lips as I suckled her nipple. Her body arched up into me, and my dick hated that he wasn’t seeped inside her. But he’d have to wait as her wet pussy called to my lips.
I cascaded kisses down her body, pushing her thighs apart as I settled between them.
“You’re so wet,” I murmured as I took in the wetness glittering her pussy.
She moaned, and again, her hips arched up.
“You want me to eat you, Elisabeth?”
She gasped, but I couldn’t be sure if it was from the question or that I was using her real name.
I used my finger to brush over her clit. “Say my name.” It was fucking crazy how much I needed to hear it again from her.
“Todd.”
I slid my hands under her ass and lifted her pussy to my lips and feasted. Back in the library at Naomi’s wedding, I’d gone down on her, but I hadn’t been able to savor it. I’d given in to my desperation, and there was the element of concern that anyone could walk in, so it was a fast feast. But tonight, I planned to take my time. I lapped and sucked and drank in her essence until she was again writhing with need.
Her fingers gripped my head, holding me to her, her panted breaths urging me on.
Finally, I used two fingers, sliding them inside her, finding her sweet spot as I sucked her clit.
She cried out and bowed off the bed as her orgasm slammed into her. Her juices rushed out, and I lapped up the delicious nectar.
I kissed her inner thighs, giving her a moment to catch her breath, and then I did it again.
“Oh, God,” she said on a long moan as I took her up to the heavens again. My dick ached like a motherfucker, but I knew the minute I gave in to my own needs, the night could come to an end, and I didn’t want that. I wanted all night, and even that probably wouldn’t be enough. I had this moment to convince her that this crazy chemistry between us was worth indulging. I wanted nothing from her except her admittance that she felt it too and her willingness to stop denying it.
8
Betts
It wasn't that I didn't hear the warning bells clanging in my head regarding Todd. The only time they had stopped sounding the alarm was when I realized just how angry he was for my interrupting him at the press conference. Todd was a man who used his affability and charm to get what he wanted. That and the fact that he had money and he was the boss. But he didn't exude affability or charm when he demanded to know why I’d marched onto the platform.
It became clear that what I had done had tapped into a past trauma or insecurity. He said I'd made him feel small, and it made me wonder who had done that to him in the past, and in a weird stroke of irony, I wanted to go back and lambaste whoever it was.
