15. Beth
15
BETH
T he minute Will leaned down and kissed me in the restaurant I was on fire for him. Now, straddling his lap in the limo I could barely keep control of myself. I slid my hand into his slacks and gripped his dick, stroking him, though it was difficult with his belt in the way. But when I tried to undo it, he clicked his tongue at me.
"Ah, ah," he said against my mouth, and I nipped at his lip.
"But I want you," I whispered, and I kissed him harder. After last time, being observed by his driver as we did this, I felt a little less nervous. The partition was up, and Will's hands were all over me. I loved it.
"I want you to, but don't you want this to last?" His lips trailed down my jawline slowly, tempering my pace. I'd have had his dick out and in me by now, but he was pacing himself. "I want to enjoy you all night long."
I growled with frustration and desire. I wanted to enjoy this too, but my groin ached so badly for him. I let him slide his hand up under my skirt where he touched me lightly. His eyes popped open and his eyebrows rose as he smiled.
"No panties? Ms. Reid, did you intend to seduce me tonight?"
I smirked at him and ground my pelvis down on him harder, forcing his fingers inside me. Then I grinned as I started rocking my hips. Will didn't shy away. He let me work myself down around his fingers and continued to curl them ever so slightly to hit the spot that felt good.
"Maybe…" I purred, kissing him again. My hands rested on his shoulders and my hips rose and fell on his lap. "I might just be falling for you, Mr. Caldwell." In the beginning, saying his full name felt awkward, impersonal. It felt risqué and dangerous. Now it felt sexy and seductive, and I loved the way it rolled off my tongue.
"God you turn me on when you say my name like that." He bit down on my pulse point and I knew it would bruise, but for once I didn't care. I'd already been dealing with someone harassing me about this anyway, so if they were going to talk about it and think it, I might as well give them something to talk about.
"Will," I said, as he sucked on my neck and kept his fingers inside me curling. My body was on fire for him, but my heart needed a pause for a second.
"Mmm," he said, and his hand gripped my breast, kneading it through the fabric of my sweater and bra.
"Will, I need to say this…" I panted and arched into him when he hit my clit with his thumb, and he growled against my collarbone before biting down. My mind had been made up for days and I hadn't even had a chance to talk to him, but I knew he was the one for me.
My entire life, my reputation had been the most important thing to me. I wanted to build my career and be someone. I worked so hard to have a name I could be proud of and a work ethic that would turn heads, and I had it all; it was working. And while all of that was still so important to me, I'd realized that Will was too. I never expected him to happen, but now that he had, I knew I never wanted this to stop.
"Will, please," I said, and I grabbed his wrist. His fingers stopped curling inside me and I stopped grinding on him. His eyes fluttered open and met mine as he sighed against my chest.
"What is it?" He was breathless, and so was I, but this was important.
"Will, I think you…" I didn't know how to phrase it. I didn't want it to come out desperate or needy. I didn't want him to think I was moving too fast or not taking this seriously. I'd put so much thought into it, and I was agonizing over how to say it to him.
For a second, he looked worried. He pulled his hand back and laced his damp fingers through mine. The worry etched on his face made me feel foolish.
"Is everything okay? I mean, we don't have to do this. We could just talk. I'm sorry if you felt pressured by me."
I touched his face softly and smiled at him. "No, it's nothing like that. I just…I need to say something and I don't want you to take it the wrong way, and I don't want to just blurt it out in the middle of sex because it's really important to me that you understand I've really been thinking of this a lot."
He smirked at me, and I knew he was going to say something dirty to me, and before he even said it I was grinning. His lips parted and he said, "You think my cock is too big and you don't know if you can take it anymore?" The sparkle in his eyes made me laugh and snort, and then I placed both of my hands on his cheeks.
"No, silly. I think I love you…" I kissed him softly and pulled away. "I think you're the one. I think nothing else matters…if people know about us or talk about us. I just want to be with you."
His lips claimed mine and I smiled into the kiss as he pulled me down harder onto his lap. His arms were wrapped so tightly around my waist I couldn't breathe, but I didn't care. I felt the bulge in his pants and knew it was all for me, and this moment felt perfect. He hadn't just spat an "I love you too" back at me, he was cherishing my declaration of love for what it was, and I was soaking up his attention.
The car came to a stop, but he continued to kiss me until his driver opened the door. His shirt was unbuttoned and his hair was disheveled. We stumbled out of the back seat like two star-crossed teenage lovers, laughing and holding hands. The driver didn't say a word as Will led me away from the curb and up to the building.
In the elevator he pinned me against the wall and ground his hips against me. His dick was so hard it hurt me a little, and I didn't understand how it wasn't killing him too. I accepted every kiss and touch as they came, relishing the time alone, until the elevator stopped and someone else got on the elevator with us.
Will sobered, standing behind me. It was torture knowing he was this close and he wasn't touching me when I was so turned on and ready for him. But I'd have been a little embarrassed if he continued groping and kissing me with someone else in here with us. His fingers did, however, inch the back of my skirt up until my butt was exposed to the cool air and he was squeezing it.
The man on the elevator stood with his back to us in silence. When the elevator stopped one floor above, and he walked off, Will gripped my butt so hard it made me yelp and giggle. The man glanced at us as the doors shut, and I turned and swatted Will on the chest.
"You're bad!" I told him, and he shrugged a shoulder.
"You didn't wear panties and you thought I could keep control of myself?" He grabbed my butt again and the elevator rose toward his floor. When he leaned forward and whispered, "You know, I think I'm in love too," I felt a bit cheeky.
"You just love me for my body," I told him, knowing I've said this to him before and his immediate response last time was to correct me and put me in my place. This time, however, he had a different response.
"Do you blame me, Ms. Reid? You have the finest body of any woman on the planet. Those curves keep me up at night touching myself. Now get into my penthouse and strip because you're driving me up a wall." The way his voice rumbled against the side of my face as his stubble scraped on my neck made my body shiver.
The doors slid open, and he swiped his wallet past the lock on the door. When he opened it, I was taken aback by the sheer size of the apartment. I figured it was nice, but the thing had to stretch for the entire floor. I could see straight through to the other side of the building and the lights of the city twinkling on the horizon out the windows. His hand fell to the small of my back as I gawked at it.
"Yes, it's nice, but you're nicer, and let's not get lost. We were on a roll here." Will ushered me deeper into the penthouse as I kicked off my shoes before turning toward him. His hands returned to my sides, backing me across the room as he kissed me again.
I was sure glad he knew where he was going because my eyes were shut, and my hands were working on getting his fly open. I wanted to feel his hard dick in the palm of my hand. He tugged at his jacket and dropped it on a glass-top dining table as we passed. Then he started groping my chest again.
When we backed into a room and he shut the door behind us and flicked on the lights, I didn't even open my eyes. He pulled the sweater over my head, then yanked my skirt down, leaving me in only my bra. I gasped and stumbled backward over the wad of material at my feet, and only then did I look up and see him shrug out of his shirt, then tug his pants off.
"Oh my…" I managed to say before his lips were on mine again, but this time his hand was on the clasp of my bra.
He growled. "You like these, don't you?" he asked, running a finger along the lace of my bra as if it were my actual skin. "I'm not sure how much longer I can hold off tearing this off you." His voice sounded strained as if he was struggling with every ounce of willpower he had not to just rip it off me right then and there.
"I…um…" I stuttered. It was hard to concentrate when his other hand was caressing my thigh and inching its way upward. My eyes fluttered closed as I bit my lip, trying to contain a moan.
"That's what I thought," he purred in my ear, his breath hot. Will undid the clasp and pulled the last of the fabric cloaking my body away and let it fall. His mouth descended on one of my breasts, swirling his tongue and then biting my nipple.
"Will!" I cried out, arching my back as I threaded my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. He chuckled and moved to the other breast, lavishing it with the same attention. My knees were like jelly when he stood up again, but he caught me, wrapping me up in his arms and backing me to a large four-poster bed in the corner of the room.
"You are so sexy," he muttered, his voice hoarse with desire as he laid me down on the silk sheets. His hands roamed my body, leaving trails of fire in their wake. I squirmed under him, aching for him to be inside me. I tugged at his hips and spread my legs, and he kissed my shoulder, then my neck, then nipped at my ear. "Slow down, baby," he said, running a finger along my jawline. "We've got all night."
The speed at which he taunted me was torture. I was so aroused it hurt. I tried to be patient, but he was teasing, touching me everywhere, except where I needed him.
"Will, my God. Please end my torture." I moaned into his mouth as he put his weight on me and let his dick sink between my thighs. It slipped through my folds but he didn't thrust in. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he chuckled, a low rumble that vibrated my chest.
"But I want to torture you a little." His lips slid along my jaw again, down to my neck. Then he kissed his way down my stomach, stopping to swirl his tongue around each nipple. Then he spread my thighs and backed away. His stream of hot breath was chilled by the time it blew over my moisture and I shivered.
"What if I don't want to be tortured?" I smiled at him and turned over, gripping one cheek and spreading myself. "What if I put myself on display like this? Will you be able to control yourself?"
He growled, as if he were fighting with himself. But in the end his lust won out and he was on me again, kissing me hungrily. His lips pressed on my backside as he squeezed my thighs and nudged my hand out of the way.
"You're going to regret that, Ms. Reid."
I snickered as he bit the back of my thigh and made me jump. His stubble scraped along my skin and I shuddered. His fingers danced along the edge of my entrance pushing my buttons, and I wiggled my hips trying to get him to push them into me. But he used far more self-control than I had. He licked around my entrance, never once letting me have the satisfaction of actually touching it.
"Wow, God I need you," I moaned, and I clawed at the sheets. The teasing was making everything so much more intense. I was starting to enjoy it instead of feeling tortured by it.
"I'm glad to hear that," he said, and then I felt his tongue. Warm and wet, he licked my clit like it was his favorite dessert.
"Will…" I gasped and arched my back, pushing myself onto him. He growled and bit me on the ass cheek, making me moan louder. "You taste so good," he mumbled into my skin, lapping up every drop of my arousal. My legs were shaking with wanton need for him to just take me already when he touched my entrance gently with a finger. It made my entire body jolt with pleasure.
I had never come without having something in me, but I was so on the edge. "Yes," I gasped, and he continued to swirl his finger around my entrance until I was whimpering and panting. When my coil snapped it was like an explosion, my entire body shaking, my muscles clenching around nothing as he continued to tease my entrance.
"Oh God…oh my God," I grunted, and writhed. Will sucked my clit harder, and made the orgasm intensify, and when my body started to come down from the high, I rested my head on the comforter, leaving my hips high in the air.
"Ms. Reid, I think we're going to do something really bad." Will's thumb spread my juices over my body, up over my back hole. I shuddered when he pressed in, making my hole clench.
"What do you mean?" I mewled, knowing exactly what he meant.
"I mean, I want you raw…no condom."
The way his finger was rubbing that hole I knew what he was thinking. I clenched again and whimpered, not sure if I was ready for this, but I trusted him.
"Yes," I mumbled, pushing back against him.
"Good girl," Will growled, and his hands gripped my cheeks. He kneaded them as he looked down at me. I watched his mouth work, gathering spit, until he had enough and let it drop to my body. It hit me and he spread it around before pushing his thumb in. I groaned and clenched my eyes shut as he started to stretch me.
"You're so tight," he mumbled, and I felt his cock grind against my soaked folds. As much as I wanted him in there, I knew he wasn't going there tonight.
"Oh God," I moaned, and he pushed his other thumb into my tight hole. It was almost painful, but I found the pleasure in it as his hands squeezed my glutes and his thumbs spread apart, stretching me harder. It felt incredible. I was on the edge again already. I reached down and touched my clit, giving myself some more stimulation and he hummed his excitement.
"I think we're ready…" Will's hands left my body for a second and I felt more spit land on me. But this time it was his dick smearing it around. When he put it at my back hole, I was so wet, and he was already so hard that he slid in effortlessly. I gasped for air as he bottomed out inside me, my whole body on fire with lust.
"Oh my God…" I couldn't even finish my sentence before he started to move. He was gentle at first, then harder and deeper until he was bottoming out each time he thrust. I grunted in pleasure, clenching around him as the orgasm built again.
"Oh wow," he growled, and I whimpered. I felt myself tightening around him as he slammed into me over and over again. "You feel so good wrapped around my cock." The dirty talk was sending me over the edge again, and I moaned into the comforter as I came a second time. My whole body shook as Will pounded into me, his grip on my hips vicious but in a good way.
"Will," I moaned, and he pounded harder. I could feel his cock twitching inside me, and I knew he was close. "I'm coming."
"Me too," he grunted, and we both came together, his hot seed spilling inside me as I convulsed. Every thrust he gave me was exquisite. I whimpered and jolted, and his dick didn't disappoint me.
"Incredible," Will whispered. I let my body twitch a few more times before pushing my torso up. He draped himself over me and kissed my shoulder as he slipped out, and I felt empty without him inside me. I turned over and cuddled into him, feeling sated.
Will pulled away for a second and disappeared. I heard water running in the room just off his bedroom and assumed it was the bathroom. I scooted up to the headboard and slipped under the comforter and covered myself. And when he came back he laid down on his side facing me and splayed his palm on the mattress.
I covered his hand with mine and hooked my fingers between his and he started talking. "Beth, I don't want you to take that offer with Nevil either. I want you to stay working for me. If you need more money, I'll give it. More vacation? It's yours." He didn't look concerned, and I felt happy knowing he'd go the extra length.
"Just you are enough for me," I told him, but I sighed hard. The dumb emails I kept getting from that strange account did upset me. If I knew my accusers I could have defended myself, but not knowing who was taunting me just made me feel hurt.
"What is it?" he asked, and I sighed.
"I've just gotten a few emails from someone. They say they know what's happening, but the first email accused me of sleeping with you to get the promotion, and it came before we even had that kiss at the subway." I looked up at him feeling upset.
Will cupped my cheek and shook his head. "It's okay. I'll deal with everything. You just keep doing a great job for the company and let me deal with it. You have nothing to worry about."
I wanted to believe him but I didn't. I turned in his arms and laid my head on his bicep as he curled around me. I soaked in the comfort of his embrace. Even if Will could find out who was sending those anonymous emails, it wouldn't erase what the future held for me. Yes, Will said he loved me and I believed him, but I still had to stand up under the pressure of gossip and rumors.
I knew I could do it, but that didn't mean I would enjoy it. But love was worth fighting for, right? And if it got too bad, maybe he'd understand if I did take that job with Nevil. At least we'd have each other.