Page 19 of Cupcak
“I only ask because I’ve been thinking about that beautiful desk in your office and how much I’d like for you to spread me out on it some time.”
I turn sharply to look at her smiling wickedly at me. She steps closer, her hands coming up to curl around my shoulders.
Fuck.
“You want me to...do you, on my desk?” I ask, loving how open and wanting she is with me.
“Yes, please.” She pulls me to her, and I willingly relinquish a little control as she trails her hot tongue along my jaw and up to my mouth, licking my lower lip. “But, not this time. As much as I’d enjoy it, I think I’d like my first time to be in a bed,” she whispers, still teasing my lips with her tongue.
I freeze as her words sink in.
Her first time.Her first time.
I had an inclination. Her blushing and her wide-eyed innocence made me sure she was inexperienced. But this is far more than I anticipated.Her first time.Something hot and possessive coils in my belly and I jerk back, looking into her face.
“You’re a…virgin?” I ask, and she nods before she frowns, looking a little worried and unsure all of a sudden.
“It’s no big deal, Drake. I only told you because, well...” She gives a jerky shrug. “You’d have found out soon anyway. I know most guys prefer women who have more experience, but I promise I won’t make a big deal about it. I’ll—”
“It’s a big deal, and I love that I get to be your first, cupcake. Your only,” I say as I grab her ass and hoist her up. She yelps as her long legs wrap around my waist, and her hands curl around my neck.
“Drake, put me down,” she gasps. “I’m too heavy.”
I cut her off with a hard kiss, leaning against the elevator walls as I do, not giving a flying fuck that the surveillance room is probably enjoying the show. When the elevator pings, we break apart, both of our breathing hoarse as the doors slide open and I carry her into my home.
Without taking my eyes off her, I carry her straight for my bedroom and lower her onto the bed like the precious gift she is. As she lies back, her hair flares out like a halo around her angelic face, and her breasts nearly spill out of that sexy neckline, tempting me with her sinful body. My desire for her body wins, and I drag her dress down taking the cups of her bra down with it. Her breasts bounce free, ready for me to wrap my mouth around them.
“You’re so beautiful, Emmy. I don’t know what I did in this world to deserve you,” I say, as I bend down and take one stiff peak into my mouth.
“You bought all of my cupcakes.” Emmy’s fingers go into my hair as she moans, her back arching. Her breasts press into my mouth harder as I suck and lick as much as I can, gently nipping. Her hands fist the sheet as she writhes under me.
I release her nipple momentarily, shrugging out of my jacket. Emmy gets up on her elbows, her glorious breasts with their tight buds bouncing softly as she moves. She watches me toss the jacket aside before she sits up, her dress pooling around her waist as she helps me tug my shirt out from my pants. She all but tears it open and then her mouth is on me, her tongue trailing wet kisses down my abdomen, pausing to playfully nip my skin every now and then. Then she stops and places her hands on the waistband of my pants, her fingers shaking as she tries to work the button free. “I’m sorry. I want to. I’m nervous,” she explains.
“Let me help you.” I make quick work of my fly, then she’s helping me pull the fabric down until I spring free, my cock hard and bobbing for her.
Her eyes go wide as she looks up at me. “It’s big,” she whispers.
“Are you scared of it?” Naked and erect, a giant cock only inches away from one’s face could be intimidating under any circumstances, particularly the first time.
“No. Can I…” She clears her throat. “Can I touch it? I mean you?”
Grinning, I shake my head. “Emmy, you touch me now, you’ll find yourself flat on your back and fucked so hard that you won’t be able to walk straight tomorrow.”
She swallows visibly, squirming. My grin widens.
“You’d like that, would you?”
She nods, her eyes still on my cock. She looks back up at me. “Yes, please.”
I chuckle, and once again I gently push her back against the pillows until she’s half-reclining, watching her breasts move as she lies back.
“Take off your bra, cupcake.” She reaches behind her, removes the clasp of her bra, and tosses it onto the floor. As my eyes follow the lacey fabric to the floor, my sweet, eager Emmy takes advantage of my distraction and makes quick work of her dress, shimmying out from it.
By the time I look back, she’s lying there before me, completely,stunningly,naked. “Cheeky.” I grin, but my amusement leaves me rapidly as my eyes greedily rake over her body. “Sexy.” Putting a knee between her thighs, I nudge them apart, pulling her hands away as she tries to hide herself from me. “My god.” I breathe heavily. “Look at you. And this is all mine? No man has ever touched it?”
“No. No one has. You’re my first everything.”
Her words turn into a whimper as I reach down and slide my finger along her channel. “Dripping,” I growl as I drag that finger down and insert it into her core. “You’re desperate to be tasted, aren’t you?”
