Page 11 of Rude Boss' Secret Baby
I really needed her to shut up with those comments.
I rushed over to her and scooped her into my arms, crashing our lips together. And the second she threaded her arms around my neck, I knew it was game on. It probably wasn’t the most romantic introduction into an evening of festivities, but I didn’t care. I had my lips against a luscious pair that moaned down the back of my throat. My dick hardened before I could even strip her out of her clothes. But, once we were finally clad in nothing but our skin, we both collapsed against my bed before I stood to my feet and pulled her voluptuous ass to the edge of the bed.
“There we go,” I growled.
I gripped my cock and teased her entrance, watching her juices glistening in the moonlight for me. My floor-to-ceiling windows allowed the stars to be peeping Tom’s as I slid deep into her warmth, feeling her walls pulsing around me. I grunted as I sank against her. Our hips connected, and it felt as if we had been carved out for one another. And when her back arched, bouncing those oversized titties against her chest, I knew damn good and well I’d become addicted to this woman.
I need her number before she leaves.
I tossed her legs over my shoulders and pounded against her, watching as her entire body flushed with desire. I felt my dick thickening against her walls, causing her jaw to unhinge in silent pleasure as she grasped for any part of me to cling to. I bent her in half, settling my hands against the mattress, and instantly I felt her palms wrap around my wrists.
“Holy shit,” she managed to choke out. Then, she fell over the edge and sucked me tightly inside of her body.
“Fucking hell,” I growled.
When she collapsed against my bed, I eased out from between her legs and dropped to my knees. I slid her thighs against my cheeks, feeling her clench around me as my tongue effortlessly found her swollen nub. I lapped at her deeply, her hands flying into my hair. And as I sucked her mound between my lips, I flicked its oversensitive tip until she cried out in ecstasy.
I didn’t relent, though.
I shot back up to my feet and flipped her over, raising her ass into the air. She panted against my white bedsheets, fisting them with her trembling hands as I slid back into her from behind. I couldn’t get enough of her. I wanted her to coat the whole of me, lubricating me for an easier ride. My balls smacked against her protruding clit, causing her walls to collapse around me as she groaned against my mattress.
“Holyfuck.”
I panted for air. “That’s it. Squeeze that dick. Take what you want from me.”
“Oh, shit,” she whimpered. “I can’t. I can’t anymore. It’s too—you’re so—I need—”
I slid my hand down her back, gripping her hair with my free hand. “Come for me, gorgeous. Make me explode.”
“Holy God!” she exclaimed.
When her walls pulsated around my girth for the third time, she finally pulled me over the edge. I felt my balls pull up into my body as I fell against her back. I pinned her to my bed, our legs dangling over the edge of the mattress, and as threads of come shot from the tip of my cock, I growled against her skin while nipping at her bare shoulder that was just beyond my lips.
The world went black after that. I didn’t remember crawling into bed, I didn’t remember pulling out, and I sure as hell didn’t remember falling asleep next to her. But, when I went to shift, I felt the urge to curl up against her, drawn to take her into my arms, kiss her forehead, and slide my fingertips through her knotted hair I had surely mussed around a little bit.
But, when I rolled over, I found nothing but a cold, dark emptiness on the other side of the bed. “Huh?” I asked.
I opened one eye before I shot out of bed, my eyes looking around for the beautiful woman I knew I had fallen asleep against. I mean, she’d just been there a few minutes ago. Where the hell had she gone?
Maybe she’s in the bathroom.
“Hello?” I called out.
I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, readying myself for round two. If she were in the shower trying to clean up, I didn’t have any issues proving to her just how dirty a shower could get. But, as I stood to my feet, my blinking cell phone caught my eye. I was sure I had at least a dozen messages from someone who worked for me over some asinine bullshit I had to fix, but I didn’t want to deal with it right now. However, I didn’t hear the shower running, so I decided to check on the time.
And I found that it was four in the fucking morning.
“Oh, good God,” I groaned.
I raked my hands down my face. Holy shit, I had fallen asleep right after sex and she had left.
Forever.
Without me even getting her number.
“Fuck!” I roared.
I picked up my pillows and threw them at the wall. I picked up a stale glass of water and threw it against the hardwood floors of my bedroom, watching and listening as the glass shattered into pieces. I’d just had the most amazing roll-around in bed, then I had to fuck it up with my idiocy.
