"You're so greedy, Jessica." The words whisper across my mouth. "You'll never get enough of my cock inside of you."
He's right. I won't. I can't. It's so good. It's always so good.
"Harder," I clench my sex around him, pulling him deeper.
"Christ." He bucks back and grabs my ass check in his palm, tilting my pelvis to take more of him.
"You're cock is so big." I bite his shoulder. "So fucking big."
A deep groan pulls through his body as he ups the tempo. "Tell me how good it feels to be fucked by me."
"Nothing feels like this," I confess as I push myself into him. "Nothing is this good."
"You want my cock, don't you?" The headboard pounds against the wall as he rams himself into my core.
I flinch at the bite of pain that always comes when he's this deep. "I want it."
"Tell me you crave my cock."
"I crave it." I can barely form the words. It all feels like so much.
"After I fuck you, I'm going to lick you until your sweet, little body can't take anymore."
"No." I shake my head. "Just make my come."
He pulls out and flips my body over in one movement. I claw at the sheets, wanting more. I reach down to touch my clit but his hand pulls it away.
"You don't get to have this." His breath is there; it's on my center. I can feel it skirting across my wetness. "I own this orgasm. Just me."
I bury my head in my pillow as I scream when he licks my folds. He's not gentle. He's needy, and rough and it drives me over the edge. I almost collapse before he's on me again. I come once more when he pushes two fingers inside of me and rubs my tender spot over and over.
"Nathan, no more." I wave my hand behind me. "It's too much."
"You're mine." He drives his cock into me so hard my head slams against the headboard. I cry out from the pain and he pulls my body up and against his, tilting my pelvis so his cock never leaves me.
"God, please." I moan into the air. "This is so good. I can't come again. Please."
"You never want me to stop." His fingers circle my clit as his other hand holds steady around my neck, pulling my body back. "I'll fuck you forever. Only me."
"Only you," I repeat. "Only you."
Chapter 20
"I need a good lawyer." I sit in the chair opposite his desk.
"You need a lawyer?" He's behind me, his hand resting on the curve of my neck. I wore my hair in a ponytail with the hope that he'd do just that. I love the way it feels when his hands touch me there.
"Yes." I try to catch the giggle that's building inside of me.
His hands leave my skin and I feel instantly lost. I'm becoming too attached to him again. Even though I haven't spent a night at his place since I was at the hotel when he walked in with his sister, things are becoming heavy again. My feelings are racing to the surface and I'm scared I'm going to crash and burn just like last time.
"What do you need a lawyer for?" He's on his knees in front of me now, his hands clenching either side of the chair.
"I have a concussion." I pull my bottom lip out in a fat pout.
His eyes are riveted to it. He licks the pad of his thumb before he pulls it over my lip. "I would give almost anything for you to suck me off right now."
"Is that how you handle all your potential clients?" I frown. "No wonder you make so much money."