Loving the CEO (Whitley Brothers #7)

Chapter Thirteen

Leo

I didn't even hesitate. One moment, I was fighting with myself to keep my instincts in check, and the next, I gave in. I stepped closer to her, putting one hand on her waist and moving her away from the staircase. Then I kissed her so hard that she took a step back, nearly stumbling. She tasted like sake. Her mouth was soft and delicious. I felt her breath on my face, her body softening under my touch.

I kissed and kissed her until we reached the wall. Then I kissed her some more, pushing her back against it. I put both hands on her waist, then her hips. I wanted to touch her back, caress all of her.

Blindly feeling the space around us until we reached the door of her room, I guided us inside. I still couldn't stop kissing her.

Christ, this was better than anything I'd ever imagined. She was made for me. The way she simply gave in nearly brought me to my knees.

I pushed her dress up over her head, then ran my fingers up and down her back the way I’d fantasized the entire evening, feeling her skin turn to goose bumps beneath my touch. Her breathing became more labored. I put my other hand on her thigh, moving it upward. When I reached the apex, she moaned.

Fucking hell. Just because I’m touching her leg.

I remembered then what she’d said: she hadn't had sex in months .

The desire to make her come overpowered every other thought. I didn't want to stop kissing this woman. Not tonight or tomorrow morning. I just wasn't going to let her get on that plane. She was mine. She wasn't going anywhere. There was no place she had to be except in my bed, in my house, on my cock.

I only paused the kiss again when we reached the edge of her bed. Slowly, reality crept in.

"Tory," I said, regaining some of my self-control. "I should go."

"No, no, don't go. Please don't stop kissing me. Don't. Let's not talk."

I tilted forward, touching her lower lip with my thumb. "I'll just ask one question, and then I won't talk again.”

“Okay.”

“Do you want me to make you come tonight?"

She didn't reply, just pressed her lips to mine, and I had my answer, as she pushed her breasts against my chest, too, molding herself to me.

I was going to lose my mind—I was sure of it. After all these years, this woman was here, at my mercy. I had ten years' worth of fantasies playing in my mind, but tonight was for her and her alone.

The lace of her bra scratched against my shirt, so I took it off. I kissed her body as I lowered myself on my haunches, stopping briefly at her breasts to lick the undersides and tease each nipple. She moaned, pushing her hips forward. She was so on edge that I’d make her come instantly, and then I’d do it all over again. When my mouth reached her navel, she sucked in a breath. I looked up at her. She was fixated on me. I stopped at the hem of her panties and put my thumb on the fabric right over her entrance, splaying my fingers on her buttocks.

"Oh my God." Her voice shook as she dropped her head back. Her panties got wetter by the second.

I moved my thumb gently once, and she shuddered. I couldn't believe that she was so on edge. The next second, I moved my thumb up and down, and I knew she was already starting to come. I’d never seen anything more beautiful in my life. Putting my other hand on her ass, keeping her pelvis stable so I could control how much pressure I gave her, I circled her clit, slowly, tortuously, and she exploded right that very second, with her panties still on.

She thrashed absolutely beautifully. Her shoulders hunched forward and then backward. Her head bobbed to one side. She grabbed her breasts with both hands. I nearly came at the sight of her getting completely wild.

"Tory, fuck!" I exclaimed.

I could make her come again, and I was going to do just that. I yanked her panties down. She wobbled on her feet and put her hand on my head to stabilize herself as she stepped out of them. I traced both of her legs up from her ankles up to her knees.

"Leo," she murmured.

"Put your knee here." I patted my shoulder.

She licked her lips. "What?"

"I’m going to make you come again, Tory. Anything against that?”

In response, she put her knee exactly where I'd indicated before, opening up her pussy to me. It was so wet that it was glistening.

I coated two fingers in her wetness and slid both of them inside her. She groaned and clasped my free shoulder as her hips jerked forward. She wanted my fingers even deeper. I obliged her. I was paying close attention to the cues of her body. She was letting herself be wild and unrestrained with me in a way I hadn't ever imagined. I fucking loved it.

I looked up at her, but she’d dropped her head back, so I couldn't see her gorgeous face. I moved my fingers, keeping them curled while I slid them in and out, feeling her grow tight and then tighter still around them. I knew her second orgasm would be as fast as the first one, but I wanted to make sure it was even more intense, so when her muscles started to pulse at a rapid pace, I focused on her clit, teasing it with the tip of my tongue, circling it.

"Leo, I'm going to...”

She didn't need to say it. I could taste it and feel it in the way her body clamped under my touch. Then I gave her the flat of my tongue, pressing hard against her clit. She exploded once again.

I was already addicted to making this woman come. She had so much pent-up energy that I knew I could spend the entire night just like this: with my face buried between her legs, making her come on my tongue.

Her body went from taut to completely soft in a fraction of a second. The leg she stood on wobbled.

I pulled back, putting her other leg down as well.

"Sit on the bed, gorgeous."

I guided her because she seemed too confused to know where the bed was. When she sat down on it, I rose from my haunches, sitting next to her.

"Leo, I'm not even sure what to say."

"No words, remember? We're not talking tonight. I'm just making you come, and you're going to take every ounce of pleasure I give you."

She nodded, and I covered her mouth with mine again. She kissed differently now, softer, more languid. The two orgasms had clearly taken a toll on her body. Even so, I planned to make her come one more time tonight.

"Lie on your belly," I told her.

Wordlessly, she turned around and lay flat on her stomach across the bed, folding her hands under her head. I kissed down her spine. I knew she’d need a while until I could work her up to an orgasm again, but I was in no hurry. I kissed sideways to her boobs, first the left one and then the right one, before moving farther down. I stopped at the base of her spine, drawing circles there with my tongue. She shook her hips, contracting her buttock muscles. She was already starting to feel the need for another release. I continued down to her left cheek. At the same time, I pushed a hand between her and the mattress, placing my fingers over her clit.

"Leo!" she gasped, and I smiled against her skin.

I trailed my fingers very, very slowly as I kissed her. When she started grinding her hips into my hand, I knew she was ready for more, so I rose to my knees and commanded, "Turn around."

She flipped over the next second, her breasts bouncing with the movement. Even though I'd been intent on devouring her pussy right away, I needed a taste of those nipples too. I was so damn hard that I was going to explode in my pants sooner rather than later, but that was beside the point. Tonight was all about her.

I took a nipple into my mouth instead, sucking on it, and she cried out my name. Switching to the other one, I felt more than saw her arms flail, and I realized she’d put a hand between her legs. I held my breath for a few seconds, not moving my mouth at all just to be sure.

Fuck, I’m going to explode right now if she touches herself.

Her shoulder twitched, and I took my mouth off her, looking down.

"Tory," I said.

"I need... I need it."

I clasped her wrist. "You're so fucking sexy right now. You have no idea what you're doing to me. And one night I'll have you touch yourself in front of me till you come. But tonight, your pussy is mine. Do you understand?"

"Oh."

She took her hand away, placing it on the side of her body. She’d needed much less time to recover than I thought, so instead of focusing on her breasts, I kissed farther down her body. We were in the middle of the bed, but I was going to make this work; I didn't want to change positions again when she was this close. I parted her legs, skimming two fingers over her clit. She jerked her hips off the bed. I slapped her pussy twice, then shifted so I was lying on my stomach, my hand right above her clit. I pushed my tongue inside her, pressing my fingers on her clit.

She climaxed right away. I kept my tongue inside her, relishing the way she clenched around me. Then I took my fingers off her clit and sucked it into my mouth. She thrashed even wilder than before. I kept my mouth there right until I felt her body slow down, her movements becoming less jerky. Only when she stilled did I take my mouth off her.

I kissed one thigh and then the other before moving up next to her. This was it. Three orgasms had been her limit. I was sure of it.

Her breathing was already even, and her belly was soft. All the tension had left her body. She'd fall asleep very quickly now. That was more than fine. I was so turned on that I'd jerk off in my shower, but Tory was happy and sated, which was all that mattered.

"Leo," she murmured when I was level with her ear. "I'm so tired."

"Good. Sleep, beautiful."

"But I want to—"

"Shh," I said. "Just go to sleep. You're tired. I'll cover you up."

She touched my cheek with the back of her hand, and I interlaced our fingers. She took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. I enjoyed watching her sleep as much as I’d liked making her come.

I knew she was fast asleep when her hand suddenly became heavy. I laid it down on her chest and slowly got up from the bed. She looked so fucking perfect like this, completely naked and spent from the three orgasms I gave her.

I could watch her the whole night, but my cock was pulsing. I knew I had to relieve that pressure .

I covered her with the blanket, wrapping her up as best as I could because, without rolling her over, I couldn't get it out from under her. I took one last look at her before leaving the room.

Tonight had turned out completely different from what I’d envisioned, but I didn’t regret it one bit. I was going to make sure she didn’t either.