Taming The CEO: An enemies-to-lovers romance (The Whitley Brothers)

Chapter Twenty-Six

Maddox

I stepped closer to her, looking at the laptop over her shoulder as I tilted her head to one side, kissing her neck. She was staying here. That filled me with an explicable sense of joy. She wasn”t leaving. I didn”t even realize until this moment how much I’d hoped for that. How much I”d wanted it.

Seeing her with that jackass tonight put me on edge even before he”d said one word. I didn’t like seeing them together. Hell, I don’t want to see Cami with anyone but me! And when he said that he’d finally convinced her to go out to dinner, something just snapped inside me. I couldn”t even explain it. I”d instantly been transported to that evening when I”d heard my mom talking to her best friend.

”He had someone else all this time in Boston. He’s married, Leanne.”

I closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath, then buried my nose in the crook of her neck. She seemed to understand that I needed her, because she took my hands, putting them on her belly. Feeling the rhythm of her breathing calmed me down.

”Maddox,” she whispered as I started kissing her neck again. ”Um... we can always look at the documents later.”

”Fuck yes!” I exclaimed. ”Best idea ever. I can”t think straight right now.”

”How come? What do you have on your mind?”

”You, Cami. You”re on my mind.”

It was more than that, though. Yes, she was front and center in my brain, but she was also part of my body, as if we were bound to each other with invisible tethers. I”d never felt anything like this.

I pushed her head backward, then kissed from her hairline down the curve of her neck. She shivered at the contact.

”I need to be inside you,” I said on a groan.

I pushed my thumbs under her sweater, tracing her abs, then moved my hand farther up her belly until I reached her bra. She moved her hips against my crotch until I took a step back—just enough to be able to yank the sweater over her head. Her bra was black lace. I traced the hem of the elastic band on her back before undoing it. She then took the straps off her arms and dropped it. I kissed her shoulders, down her spine. Yes, I needed to sink inside her, but I needed this too: kissing her and making sure she was ready.

I lowered myself on my haunches, putting my hands on the waistband of her jeans and tracing the rim to the front, where I undid the button and lowered the zipper. She sucked in her belly, and I smiled against her skin. She was ready for more. I yanked her jeans down past that gorgeous ass, trailing kisses on one buttock and then the other. Then I pushed her pants farther down, past her knees and her ankles, before yanking them off and tossing them to the side as well.

”Did I mention how much I fucking love your panties?”

”You didn”t, but judging by that growl in your voice... a lot.”

I tugged her panties down, too, and kissed the base of her spine. Without turning her around, I caressed her inner thighs, then rubbed two fingers over her pussy. She was already wet, but I needed her much more ready than that.

”Oh, Maddox.” Her voice shook as she clenched and unclenched the muscles in her ass cheeks.

”Hold on to the table,” I instructed.

She leaned slightly forward, putting her palms on the wooden surface. I carefully slid one finger inside her. With my other hand, I massaged her clit.

”Maddox!” she exclaimed, rolling her shoulders forward.

She pushed her ass back, and I realized she was resting with her forearms on the table. Hell yes! I liked seeing her like this, spread wide for me.

She started rotating her hips. She needed my hand on her clit more than inside her. I pulled my finger out, still applying pressure to her clit with my other hand as I rose to my feet, nipping her back with my mouth. I went farther up until I hunched over her, still making sure I was taking care of her clit. Her moans filled the cabin. Then she gasped, pushing herself up on her palms. I moved in sync with her, straightening too. A spasm of pleasure coursed through her, her back curving as her left leg shook.

”You”re close to coming,” I said in her ear.

”Yes. I don”t even know how it”s possible. Oh my God!”

I increased the pressure on her clit, and she pushed her ass back, right against my cock. I closed my eyes, focusing on her as I struggled to maintain control.

She leaned the back of her head against my shoulder, mouth hanging open.

I opened my eyes and watched her sideways. This was such a fucking beautiful sight to behold. Her skin was flushed, her eyes unfocused.

And then she rolled forward again. I wanted so damn badly to be inside her right now and feel her muscles clench around me. But I”d be buried balls deep within her for the next orgasm. This one was just for her.

She exploded, softening in my arms. Her moans turned to cries. If anyone were to stand outside her door, they”d know exactly what was going on. Damn right. I wanted everyone to know she was mine. I was the only one who could make her come like this.

”M-Maddox,” she stammered when her body started to relax. She reached back and grabbed my cock. I tried to breathe in through my nose; feeling the heel of her hand brush the tip of my cock was enough to send me into a frenzy.

I pushed my jeans down and then took half a step back. Putting a palm on her back, I pressed her forward once more. She put her forearms on the table again, spreading her legs even wider. I wanted to be privy to this sight forever.

I grabbed my cock and brushed it across her pussy, coating myself in her wetness. She rubbed herself against my length. I was proud I’d made her come, but I was even prouder that she was still desperate for my cock.

I pushed inside her slowly. She was still so damn tight, there was no way I could get in completely all at once. And then she clenched even tighter.

”Lower yourself onto my cock, Cami. Take me in at your pace.”

She only gasped in reply, then surprised me by sliding down on me much faster than I’d thought she would. I grabbed her hips with both hands and started fucking her fast. We both needed it.

This is so damn good.

I kept looking between us, at my cock disappearing inside her on every thrust. Her ass was absolutely exquisite, but I wanted to be even deeper inside her and knew I could never do it in this position.

”Cami,” I groaned, then slowed down my pace.

When she pushed her ass into me, clearly wanting to match the previous rate, I almost lost it. Then I pulled out completely and twirled her around. I only had enough self-restraint to move her laptop out of the way before grabbing her by the ass and lifting her on top of the table.

”Maddox,” she pleaded.

”Deeper. I need to be deeper in you” was all I said.

She nodded, licking her lips. ”Yes, yes, please. The pace you want.”

I put her ankles on my shoulders, her knees slightly bent. She moved back onto her elbows, and I thrust in the way I”d needed to from the very beginning. Now she was completely ready for me.

I brushed her clit between every thrust, but not while I was balls deep inside her. That would be too much, too soon. I loved watching her pink pussy open for me, getting more flushed as I rammed into her. The sound of our bodies crashing together became louder and louder. It nearly brought me to my knees.

She bent her knees even more and rested her feet on my chest. I knew she was close when she lay back on the table. Cami ran her hands up her waist and breasts before lifting her arms over her head and grabbing the opposite edge of the table. I brushed her clit with my thumb once, twice. On the third pass, she cried out, clamping tight around me.

I staved off my orgasm until hers wore off because I didn”t want to miss any second of this. And then I gave her my own release. I hunched over, still circling her clit until she pressed her knees together, my cue that it was too much for her now.

Even after I came, I still moved in and out slowly, wanting this to last a few minutes longer. I took her in my arms while I was still inside her and went into the bathroom. She was soft, almost asleep, resting her head on my shoulder.

I felt her smile against my bicep. ”This evening did not go the way I’d imagined,” she murmured as I lowered her into the shower.

While we cleaned off, I asked, ”How did you imagine it?”

”Well, I figured we would look over the contract... then get down and dirty.”

”We can do that. In fact, I promise we”ll fucking do that.”

”You truly are insatiable, huh?”

I grinned. ”You can say that again.”

After we’d finished cleaning up, we went back to the living room. She sighed. ”How am I going to be able to eat at this table again, knowing what you”ve done to me on it?”

”I know the solution to that problem.”

She looked at me with narrowed eyes. ”Buy another table?”

”No. I’ll make you come on it as many times as it takes for you to get used to it.”

She threw her head back, laughing. It was a beautiful thing to watch. Then we sat down at the table, and she opened the contract on her laptop.

”It”s thirty-five pages,” I said.

She nodded. ”Obviously, I don”t think it makes sense for us to go through everything right now. Your lawyer will do that anyway. Dad already forwarded it to him.”

“Let’s look at the plan for the park.”

”You have it ready?” She looked at me with questioning eyes.

I nodded. “The architect drafted it up a while ago. He just finalized it this week.”