as I look over the empty seats, imagining them filled with board members who are looking to me for that final nod . . . that I’m the king at the top of Danger Enterprises. It feels good, and I look up at Madison, who’s giving me an odd expression. “How do I look?”
“Powerful,” she says, coming around the table and approaching me. “Like you’re at home. Like you have everything you want.”
“I don’t have everything I want,” I reply as she gets closer, looking into her whiskey eyes with fierce intensity, feeling drunk on the fantasy of leading this empire and drunk on her looking at me like I can be that man.
Madison licks her lips and looks up at me. “What is it that you still want?”
“You,” I growl, pulling her close. She doesn’t resist as I sit her on the edge of the table in front of me, caging her in with my arms on either side. She’s panting, and I can see the pulse in her neck quickening.
The first touch of her lips on mine is like an explosion going off. I’m ravenous, devouring her mouth as I taste her tongue, my hands roaming over her back to cup her ass and squeeze. Madison moans, adding fuel to my fire.
Kissing down her neck, I bury my face in the valley between her breasts, inhaling deeply and relishing in her intoxicating scent. I’m lifting her top to find her bra when she pushes me away a little, gasping for breath. “Wait. We shouldn’t do this here.”
I groan, my cock so fucking hard it’s pressing against my zipper “Why not?”
“This is the board room. What if someone found out?”
I shake my head, running my hand up and underneath Madison’s top, underneath her bra and rubbing one stiff nipple, making her gasp. “No one is going to find out.”
“Still . . .” She groans, objecting even as she arches her back to press her tit into my grasp more.
“Yeah . . . makes me want to do it even more. Fuck you right here on this table, and then every boring meeting I have to sit through, I’ll be fantasizing about tonight. Thinking of how good you looked spread out for me, taking my cock right here on the boardroom table.”
Before Madison can reply, my lips find her neck again, sucking and tasting her warm skin, and she presses against me, her need just as intense as mine. I pull her top off, then her bra before laying her back on the polished wood of the table. I kiss down lower, finding the soft cushion of her breast capped with a hard nipple that fits perfectly between my lips and teeth as I suck. “Fuck, yes, Scott . . . just like that.”
I’m careful at first, walking that line of giving her enough to tantalize, but not so much that she shatters too soon. She’s sensitive, and her every response tells me just how much she wants this.
It seems like I’ve wanted her forever. Since that first night, she’s been in my mind, in my dreams, and in my fantasies. Time is oddly disproportionate to my need.
I kiss down Madison’s body to the waistband of her shorts and pause, looking at the silkiness of her stomach and wanting to ravage her, to pound her mercilessly and unleash all my desire . . . but holding back, savoring the moment. I lay a line of sweet kisses along her belly, giving myself a moment to calm, my breath shuddering as I try to wrangle my fraying control.
“Scott.”
I look up and see the desire flaring in her eyes as she lifts her hips. “You’re vibrating. I can feel you holding back. Don’t. Give me all of you. I can handle it. Please.”
My intake of air hisses between us, the permission to not be a gentleman releasing a pressure in my mind I didn’t know I had. I stand up, nearly tearing her shorts and panties down her legs and tossing them to the floor.
I collapse into the chair, my dad’s chair, at the head of the table. There’s something about taking that throne of power while I take control of Madison that’s doing strange things to my mind.
Her bare pussy glistens with moisture right in front of me, and I lick my lips before kissing her inner thigh and dragging my tongue to the bottom of her pussy. In one long lick, I taste her honey from bottom to the hooded