Page 69 of My Office Rival

JASON

“No.” Her voice was firm. Those deep brown eyes were clear and intent. “Jason. Why are you holding back?”

I shuddered and braced myself against the wall above her.Of course she’s asking. You’ve been hot and cold.

“Because,” I said roughly. “I can’t do a third night. Don’t you see?”

“No,” she whispered. “I don’t see. I want it. You clearly want it.” She trailed her hand over my stomach and sparks lit under my skin with each teasing touch.

My throat worked. “I do. Fuck, Cynthia.” I leaned my forehead against hers. “Can’t you tell that I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything?”

“But?”She’s going to keep asking.

“Everyone leaves.” The words were torn from my throat. “Everyone,” I repeated raggedly. “My needs in bed have chased away countless women.” I tensed as I waited for her judgment. Her eyes were soft and questioning. No judgment came. “I like to be a submissive.” The words came out in a rush. “I mean, I enjoy being dominant too. But I crave being under someone else’s control. It’s called a switch in the kink community.” My heart stuttered in my chest.

“Fuck,” she breathed.

There it was. The judgment. The revulsion. I tensed to step away. It felt like my chest might cave in.

“That’s so fucking hot.”

“What?” My brows rose. Adrenaline left me in a rush. “What did you say?” I asked hoarsely.

“That’s so hot. Would you try that? With me?” Her cheeks were pink and her expression shy. I almost laughed in relief. I’d never seen hershybefore. Was she worried I didn’t want this?Oh fuck, you idiot.

“That’s all I want,” I responded. “Not every time. But right now.” I shut my eyes briefly. “Hell, yes.”

“Okay,” she said simply and kissed me. The first soft press of her lips was my undoing.How did I ever think I could resist her?She tasted sweet and delicious and I dipped my tongue in for little tastes that had her gasping into my mouth. She slipped seeking fingers over my stomach and arms, making little noises of appreciation as she went.

“Drop the towel,” she muttered, tugging at it. Lust punched me in the gut.She was ready.I just needed to coax her into confidence. How? I ignored her command and kissed her harder, my tongue swirling against hers, my teeth digging into her lip.Come on, sweetheart.

“I said drop the towel.” Her voice had an edge to it this time, and I shuddered and obeyed. “Step back where I can see you.”

Fuck, yes. I felt boneless already.

“Oh, Jason.” Her voice was reverent, soft. She raised bright eyes to meet mine. “You’re the hottest man I’ve ever slept with. You might be the hottest man I’ve ever seen. Now get on your knees.”

I immediately complied, sinking to the floor, lowering my head. My erection was hard against my leg, and I loved that none of this was about me. She feathered a hand through my hair, her short nails scraping against my scalp. I groaned and shuddered into her hand. I was already sinking into that space where I could forget about myself and my past and my problems.

“Do you need a safe word?”

I dragged myself up from the depths I’d already begun to sink into. “Yes,” I said hoarsely. “I almost never use it. But it’s puzzle.”

“Puzzle,” she repeated slowly. She tugged on my hair. “Fuck me with your tongue.”

“Fuck yes,” I muttered, pressing her back to the wall, spreading her thighs, running my nose up the side of one, and biting softly. She was already breathing heavily above me. I ghosted my lips over her clit and she made a breathy little gasp. When I licked her, that gasp turned into a moan and she went boneless against the wall.

I used my hands to hold her where I wanted her and my tongue to tease her, in delicate flicks, long laps, sucking bites. She shivered and gasped and urged me on with her hands in my hair, her nails on my scalp.Fuck, that edge of pain.

“There, Jason. Yes.”Those orders.My cock jerked.

“Stop.” Her voice was shaky, and I immediately stopped.

“Let me make you come,” I said against her skin. I wanted her to break into a million pieces on my tongue. “I could make this so good for you.” I ran my lips up her thigh.

She yanked my head up by the hair, her fingers punishing. “I said stop.” Her voice cracked like a whip, and I slumped.It’s so good.I sank into that feeling, that space where nothing else mattered, except her commands and her pleasure. My own was ancillary. I’d come only if she told me to. That was the best part. I couldn’t wait to show her.

“Carry me to the bed. Please.” Her eyes were fever bright, her breath coming in soft pants.Oh, she likes this.

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