“So good,” he groaned. “You taste so fucking good.” He moved the hand that was on her neck down her back and curled his fingers into her ass.
He panted against her mouth and squeezed her ass cheek again. Ivan knew he needed to go slow or he’d come from kissing her alone.
“Ivan,” she moaned.
He slid his hand between the cheeks of her ass, moved his fingers through her slit, and felt his cock jerk at the fact she was soaked for him.
“God. Yes,” she cried out.
Ivan pulled back and stared into her face. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing fast.
Perfection.
“You ready for me, baby?”
She opened her eyes and nodded.
“Good, because there’s no going back after this.”
Chapter 8
There’s no way this could be anything but one night.
Delaney moaned as he slid his cock up and down her slit. She couldn’t believe how wet she was for him. The truth was, even though they competed at everything, and especially now with the promotion, she’d been wanting him for a long time. A really long time.
She wanted to hate him and a part of her did, but there was also a need for him. To feel him beneath her and to have him at her mercy.
It had been so long since she’d been with a man.
Ivan wasn’t just anyone and the feel of his large dick against her pussy was amazing. She wanted him.
“Fuck, you’re so wet.”
His fingers ran across her pussy and she cried out as he plunged inside.
One finger.
Two fingers, stretching her.
“You’re so tight. I’m big, baby. You’re going to need to take me.”
“Fuck me, Ivan. I can take it. I can take you.”
He pulled his fingers from her and she watched as he licked at the digits, sucking the cream off each one.
His large tip pressed against her entrance.
Slowly, inch by inch, he sunk inside her, filling her up.
She couldn’t believe the sheer size of him. He was so big. Taking all of him would be impossible.
He reached between them and his fingers started to stroke her clit. Any doubt she had fled her mind against the onslaught of immense pleasure.
Ivan rocked within her, driving deeper with every single thrust.
The more he teased her, the wetter she got and the deeper he went until he was finally seated to the hilt within her.
With her legs spread out, there was nowhere else for her to go, not that she wanted to. He pulled out of her, only to slam back inside.
She felt her orgasm begin to build. The pleasure rushed through her body and she thrust up against him, needing that pressure. Needing his cock more than anything else.
“That’s it, Delaney, come all over my cock. You’ve got the tightest pussy. I want to suck on it.”
His dirty words made her ache for more and as she came she screamed his name. Even as she was still coming, her pussy rippling around his dick, Ivan stopped touching her clit, grabbing her hands, and pressing them to the makeshift bed. He used his weight to hold her in place and pounded inside her.
She loved every second of it, begging for more as he rode her hard.
This was one night but after just this mere taste, she knew without a doubt she was going to want more.
No, no more.
Just tonight.
He captured her lips and she loved the power he held over her, loved every single second as he rode her body into a second orgasm. Only as she was coming down from that second did he join her.
Ivan slammed to the hilt and his cock pulsed, filling her up with his spunk. She felt every drop as he flooded her body.
She expected him to collapse afterward or at least look victorious. He didn’t.
He kissed her again, rolling over so that his dick stayed inside her but she faced him. He cupped her face, stroking a finger down her cheek. The tenderness he showed took her by surprise.
“I can’t believe we just did that,” she said.
“Believe it, baby.”
She placed a hand over his chest, trying to stop hating him. It seemed pointless now.
“If you didn’t have the promotion you’re working toward or anything. I take it there’s no boyfriend waiting for you back home?”
“Of course not. I would never cheat. That’s not the kind of woman I am.”
“I didn’t figure it was. Kind of curious though.”
“What about?”
“How a beautiful woman like yourself can be alone. I mean, I’d snap you up if you’d let me.”
“Please, you’ve already had sex with me. Stop trying to get anything more,” she said, chuckling. She enjoyed his compliments a little too much. Insecurity wasn’t something she gave much thought to. The way Ivan touched her, his sweet words, they shouldn’t be affecting her.
This was only one night.
“I was going to stay home alone, to be honest. I haven’t got anything in the way of exciting planned and to be honest, I mean, why?” She wasn’t about to admit to him that it was her favorite time of the year. Nor that she used to plan her Christmases as a little girl who dreamed of fairytales and happy endings. She came to realize quite quickly in the corporate world that fairytales were very much for children. “You?”