Page 68 of Takeover

“Pfft.” She waves a hand. “I’m so scared.” She laughs after making that statement. She puts a hand on my lap and subtly squeezes my thigh while she bites her lower lip.

The traffic is still heavy in the city that never sleeps, but the minute we step off the elevator of the penthouse, I pin her to the wall and kiss the breath out of her. She moans into my mouth, and I grind against her.

I don’t care that we’re both in the entryway, or that we still have on our coats. I toss my bags to some far corner and drop to my knees. As soon as I feel her hands in my hair, I stick my head underneath her dress. It’s form fitting and shorter than I thought. It’s red this time, but I can admire how good the dress looks on her later. The second I slide my tongue over her folds she trembles and whispers my name.

I push her back against the wall, lift one leg over my shoulder. Her pussy lips spread open and her scent invades my senses. I lick and suck until she’s practically purring my name. I tease her clit with my tongue until she screams out my name and gushes on my face. I hold her through her shudders, pressing her pussy further into my face. When she finally calms down, I step away and drop her leg. She wobbles and starts to fall, but I catch her.

“Taste yourself.” The words are barely out of my mouth before I kiss her. There’s no tenderness in this kiss. It’s rough, raw, and filled with promises of tonight. She kisses me just as passionately, jumping in my arms like she did at the airport. I spin us around and run further into the apartment. As much as I want her, I know I don’t have the patience to run up the stairs and all the way to my bedroom. I sit on the couch with our mouths still doing battle. She straddles me and starts to grind that bare, wet pussy all over my Tom Ford pants.

While she’s grinding, I remove her coat and throw it across the room. My hands find her firm breasts and I squeeze them until she whimpers. I grab her by the waist, lift her and lay her across my thighs. I lift her little red dress all the way up, revealing her perfect, bare ass.

“You know what you need, Tara?” I whisper while I glide my fingertips across the smooth skin of her ass.

“I need you to fuck me right now.” I slap one of her ass cheeks and she jolts.

“I’m not sure you deserve this dick.”

“I do. I really, really do.”

“First,” I say, slapping her other butt cheek, “you’re out alone late at night.”

“I was with the driver you got me, Ethan.”

I slap her four more times. The hits are hard, and she bites my thigh in retaliation. She relaxes when I start to rub what must be her stinging skin, but as soon as she exhales, I hit her two more times.

“Second, you come out wearing a sexy as fuck little red dress and forgot to cover my pussy. My pussy must be covered at all times,” I say, leaning close to her ear and whispering the last part. She lets out a shuddering breath.

“It’smypussy, and I’ll cover it when I want.” I growl at her impudence. I lean down and bite her ass. Just as she’s starting to moan, I abruptly turn her around and slap her pussy twice.

“I’m going to show you whose pussy it is.” I stand up with her in my arms and toss her on the couch. She bounces and as soon as I can, I lay on top of her. I grab the hem of her dress and rip it.

“Ethan! That’s Chanel!” I ignore her and rip the entire left side of her dress. When there’s no more seam, I open the dress, and I’m rewarded with the sight of her bare breasts. I stick one of the pebbled nipples in my mouth and suck hard.

She sticks her hand in my hair and starts to writhe underneath me. Unable to take anymore, I unzip my pants and pull out my cock. I don’t bother with taking my pants off. I bite on her nipple at the same moment I slide inside of her.

“Oh, shit.” The words slip out of my mouth as I sheath myself inside her wet pussy. “Mine,” I growl against her breast.

She’s too lost in our fucking to speak if her moans are any indication. She spreads her legs wider for me, allowing me deeper access. Her pussy is so wet, her juices are dripping down her thighs. Our mixed fragrance fills the room, and her pussy pulls me in further.

“Tell me who rules this pussy, Tara.”

She moans and closes her eyes. Her mouth remains open. It’s almost like she wants to talk but can’t. “Tell me. Whose is this?” I thrust deep inside of her and stop. “I’ll stop fucking you until you tell me.”

“Don’t you dare.” She grinds underneath me, but I press my weight on her, making it impossible for her to move. “Fuck me, Ethan. Come on.” She tries to move but can’t. What she doesn’t know is that I’m barely holding on. If I hadn’t stopped, I would have exploded inside of her without making her come on my dick. “Please,” she begs.

“Whose is it?” I enunciate each word.

“It’s yours, jerk. Please fuck me.” She reaches up and presses her soft lips to mine. “I love you so much, baby,” she coos.

“Say you’ll cover it from now on.”

“I’ll cover it, you smug SOB. Will you shut up and fuck me now?” I kiss her senseless, and I give her what she wants. I pull out and slam back into her. I grind my hips, filling and stretching her completely.

“Ethan,” she moans after breaking the kiss. She puts both hands on my shoulder and shakes violently underneath me. “Oh, fuck.” She screams the last two words and digs her nails into my skin.

I give her more hard thrusts, pushing her all the way down into the couch. Her head rolls back and she curses her way through another orgasm. I pull myself up. She’s beautiful as she comes apart underneath me. When she calls out my name again, I lose the last shred of my self-control. I pull out of her warm, moist pussy and come all over her beautiful brown skin. My orgasm is unending as I drip on her breasts. I lose control and some of it gets on her chin.

Her eyes widen, but she shocks me when she wipes it with the tip of her thumb and sticks the pad of her thumb in her mouth. She holds my stare and says, “Mmhmm.” That wasn’t enough for my girl. She slides her hand between her breasts, coating her fingers with my release. She sticks all four fingers in her mouth, all the while looking me in the eye.

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