Desire (Desire, Book 1) - By Missy Johnson Page 0,38

beautiful. I was, at best, mildly attractive. Something about him watching me creeped me out yet, at the same time, aroused me. What the hell was that about?

I rolled off the bed, and positioned myself between his legs. Something he had said had hit a chord. I looked him in the eye as I unbuttoned his pants. He arched an eyebrow as he watched me. As I unzipped his fly, he stood, allowing me to gently tug down his pants and underwear. He kicked them aside as I slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

His chest was smooth, and muscular, not at all what I had been expecting. Out of the suit and tie I saw him in every day, he looked younger. He smiled down at me.

I was going to do this.

I pushed his knees apart, resting my arms on his legs. A smile rolled across his lips as the reality of what I was about to do hit him. He was already hard, but as my tongue wrapped around his length he quickly became even harder. I reached up, releasing my hair from its band sending a cascade of curls tumbling around my shoulders.

“Oh yes, Kaitlin, you are so beautiful.” He gasped, running a hand through my hair.

I glanced up at him and smiled suggestively, my tongue running innocently along my lips. His hand gripped my hair, as he guided himself down my throat. He eyed me as I let my tongue ride the length of his hardness. He was big, so I struggled to take him all in, my mouth curving around his girth.

“God, Kaitlin.” He grunted, his grip on my hair tightening. He now had both hands on either side of my head, grinding his hips into my face. I gripped his waist to steady myself as his orgasm began to climax.

“Jesus Kaitlin!” His body jerked forward as he released. His hands untraveled themselves from my hair, “That was unbelievable.” He laid back on the bed and groaned.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” I grinned, pulling myself up onto the bed.

That wasn’t so bad.

“You don’t get off that easily, Kaitlin. I still have you for another twenty minutes.” It was as if he could read my thoughts. He rolled over onto his stomach, pulling me back onto the bed with him. I laughed as he kissed my neck, his fingers tickling the arch of my back.

“Are you sure you can handle anymore?” I teased.

“Maybe I can’t,” He admitted, “But I’m sure you can.”

“Me?” I giggled, rolling away. “You’re not paying to pleasure me, Charlie.”

“I can do whatever I want, it’s my money.” He stood up, grabbing my arm until I too was standing.

He hoisted me onto his hips, kissing me roughly as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“God you smell good, Kaitlin. So fresh and young.” He threw me backwards onto the bed. I laughed as he pried my knees apart, a cheeky smile spreading across his face.

“If you don’t cooperate, you’ll regret it, Ms Delancy.” He murmured. I raised an eyebrow, but relented, allowing him full control over me. As his tongue ran along the length of my opening, I jumped. Surprise shot through my body.

“Oh my,” I whispered, combing his hair with my fingers. “Yes!” I gasped, as he weaved in, out and around my sweet spot. My fingers clutched onto his hair. I clenched my fists, not caring if I was pulling the poor man’s hair out. I was so close to climaxing.

“Fuck!” I gasped, a million sensations rolling through my body all at once, all colliding, creating the most amazing orgasm I’d ever experienced. I felt my body go limp, as I curled back onto the bed, my body aching, throbbing.

For the last few minutes, Charlie lay beside me on the bed, gently tickling my back as the last remnants of my orgasm rippled through me.

Ara was still up when I got home. I grabbed a banana and joined her on the couch.

“You’re up late.” I commented, peeling my banana. I took a bite. It was the first thing I’d eaten since dinner. Well, not including Charlie. I blushed at the thought.

“What?” Ara eyed me suspiciously, which made me go even redder. I shrugged at her, pretending to have no idea what she was talking about.

“What, what?” I looked at her innocently. She narrowed her eyes.

“You’re…different. I don’t know…” Her voice trailed off. I giggled. Ara would get a laugh out of what I’d done tonight. “Tell me, Kait!” Her screeching voice simply made me