Page 26 of Business Casual

A chill ran through me as I anticipated being stretched by him. “I can handle you.”

“Imani…” His voice was strained. He applied a little more pressure, and the head of his dick was opening me up. “You’re so fucking tight.”

“You won’t break me—oh God!” I cried out as he gently pushed a couple inches in. It hurt in the best way possible. “Oh my God.”

He gripped my hips. “You’re so fucking wet, Imani.”

“Yesssssss…” My voice tapered off into a deep, guttural moan as he slowly sank into me. “God, yes.”

“You still okay?” He paused, holding himself still, making me beg for him to continue.

“Yes. Yes. Please,” I pleaded. “Please, don’t stop.”

With each inch, he filled me, and the pure pleasure my body felt weakened me. Once he was completely in, he held himself still.

“You feel so fucking good,” Tre said hoarsely.

I clenched my muscles, letting my wet heat clamp down around him. He sucked in a sharp breath between his teeth.

Between the way he was looking at me and the way he was stretching me out, I was dripping wet. It didn’t take long for me to adjust to his size, and the more I met his thrusts, the more he increased the intensity of his strokes. Our skin slapped together rhythmically and added to the sexy sounds coming from our mouths.

I came hard.

My body clenched so tightly that I felt like I was caving into myself.

His hands were everywhere as his dick kept a steady pace. My pussy craved him, milking him for everything he had. And he just kept hitting that spot—over and over and over again. The ache deep inside me became unbearable as both of our bodies became less controlled. I dug my nails into his biceps as he rammed into me. The second wave was building to be just as intense as the first.

My breathing became ragged as he lost control.

“Imani,” he groaned, forcing my legs back further.

The sound of my name mixing with the pleasure he was giving me was too intense. My mind went blank, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. An onslaught of pure unadulterated pleasure coursed through my veins. I stiffened against him, my back arching, my muscles tensing, and my body shaking.

“Tre—” I choked out his name before coming completely undone beneath him.

He climaxed immediately after I did.

Wrapping my arms around him, I pulled the weight of him onto me. My heart was racing, and I could feel his doing the same. His heavy breaths were coming in quick bursts in my ear, and I buried my face in his neck. Sandalwood infiltrated my nostrils as his cologne and his natural scent filled my lungs.

“Fuck, Imani…” He whispered praises into my ear as we caught our breath.

He lifted his head and as soon as our eyes met, our lips found each other.

It wasn’t the frenzied, lustful kisses from earlier that caused us to devour one another. It was different. The slow, sensual way his mouth moved over mine heightened everything he’d just made me feel.

“Are you okay?” he asked, rolling to the side but keeping our bodies connected.

“I’m more than okay,” I murmured, twisting until I was comfortably resting my head on his chest. “That was amazing.”

“Yes it was.” He dropped kisses on my forehead.

I ran my hand over the firmness of his body as if the pads of my fingers wanted to commit every inch of him to memory. “I need to get up and get a towel but I’m not sure I can walk right now.”

He let out an amused grunt as he tilted my head up to kiss my lips. “I don’t want you to get up anyway. Where’s the bathroom? And where do you keep the towels?”

I pointed to the corner of the room. “Through that door. You pass through the linen closet to get to the bathroom.” Grinning, I asked, “But why don’t you want me to get up?”

“Because I have plans for you.” His fingertips skated over my skin as he eyed me. “And even if it’s just for tonight, I need more time to look at you just like this.”

“Naked?” I guessed.

“Mine.”

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