Chapter 22
It takes less than a minute for me to carry Pearl inside my office and close the door behind us. I set her down by my desk. She skates her hands up my biceps and tilts her head back. I can feel my fingers tremble as I tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear,
”How do you always do this to me? I’m always so affected by you.” My voice drops lower as I lean in, pressing a kiss to the soft curve of her shoulder. She smells like wildflowers and something richer, spicier.
Something so precious that it makes my mouth water.
A shiver runs through her. She puts her hand to my shirt and tugs me closer by the collar. I capture her lips with mine. The kiss acts as a spark that bursts into a full-blooded flame. I make a soft noise as I kiss her. She”s all soft curves and warmth pressed against the hard lines of my body.
”River...” Her whisper is a mix of warning and invitation.
That”s all I need to hear.
”Shh.” I nudge her knees apart. My hands finding purchase on her waist as I draw her closer. She doesn”t resist. Instead, her legs wrap around my waist, her white dress riding up to reveal more smooth skin than it conceals.
”Does this feel good?” I ask against her neck. Even as my hands roam with a mind of their own, I pray that her words urge me on.
Because I do not know if I can stop, now that I’ve started. She’s alluring and her skin’s so damn warm.
”God, y-yes.” Her breath hitches as I pull her against me, eliciting a low groan from my throat.
God, I love when she looks at me like that. I feel like I”m the only man in the fucking universe.
My lips trail from hers, heading down the delicate line of her neck. I can feel the rapid pulse beneath my mouth. The taste of her skin is addictive, the scent of her skin intoxicating as I breathe it in.
She”s an open goddamned flame. And I”m too close. I’m already being singed by her heat.
”River,” she breathes out. She tilts her head to give me better access. Her fingers work deftly at my belt. In seconds, she has whipped it out of the belt loops of my pants. It clatters against the hardwood floor, discarded.
She wants me as badly as I want her. That knowledge drives me insane.
The zip of my slacks follows the clatter of the belt. It’s a whisper of sound in the charged silence between us.
”God, Pearl...” My voice is rough with desire. “Where have you been all my life?”
She laughs. I bend her gently backward, my hands sliding up her thighs, bunching that white dress around her waist. I’m peeling away layers, barriers.
”God I want you,” I murmur. It”s more of a confession than a statement. My fingers glide over her mahogany skin, marveling at the softness. ”Every inch. You make me crazy.”
My words are laced with hunger. A promise of worship and pleasure.
She shivers, her breath catching. For a moment, we”re suspended in time. Then she places a hand on my chest. It’s a silent command. I freeze, anticipation coiling tight within me.
Surprise jolts through me when she stands, her movements graceful and sure. There”s a fire in her eyes that matches my own.
What the hell is she doing?
It”s all I can do to stand still as she sinks to her knees before me.
Oh. My. God.
I reach out to cup Pearl’s cheek. She”s bold and unashamed of her desires. It”s a damn siren call to everything male in me.
”River,” she says, her voice low and husky. Her fingers hook into the waistband of my pants and boxers. She pulls them down just enough, freeing my aching cock.
I can”t help but groan at the sight of her on her knees, ready and willing. She licks her lips and my cock jumps.
”Fuck, Pearl...” My voice is strangled, every nerve ending screaming for her touch. She knows exactly what she wants.
And now? So do I. There”s something about this woman. It”s like she”s under my skin. I’m itching for her. I just can”t get enough.
”Show me what you like,” she commands softly.
Her words aren’t bossy. They’re powerful. It”s Pearl, knowing her worth and taking what she wants. And right now, she wants me.
All of me.
And I”m all too willing to be taken.
“Tease my cock with your lips. Don’t suck my dick yet, just kiss and lick it. Worship my cock, darlin.”
Her tongue flicks out, teasing the sensitive underside of my shaft. I can”t hold back a low moan.
I smooth her hair back. “That feels so good.”
Pearl”s eyes lock onto mine, dark with desire and mischief. She knows exactly what she”s doing to me. The exquisite torture she”s inflicting as she brings me to the brink only to let me hang there.
”God, Pearl... You like driving me crazy, don”t you?” My voice comes out rough, strained with need.
She hums against me, the vibration sending jolts of pleasure through my body. She doesn’t look at me when she speaks.
”Talk to me, River. Tell me how much you want this,” she murmurs. Her breath is hot against my skin.
”Darlin”--”
I groan as she wraps her lips around me, taking me in deeper than anyone ever has. The way she manages to take me almost completely is staggering. She uses a free hand to fondle my balls and I clench my teeth for a second.
Damn, she’s got me ready to blow.
”You”re incredible.” Sinking my hands into her hair, I fight the urge to thrust into the warm haven of her mouth.
I”m supposed to be in control—the CEO, the one who calls the shots.
Somehow with Pearl, all that power feels like it”s slipping through my fingers. She”s got me by the balls, quite literally. And damn if I don”t love it.
”Fuck, I want to bury myself in you,” I confess, my voice laced with raw lust. ”I want to feel how tight and wet you are. I love the way your greedy little pussy milks my cock.”
She slides back down on me, her throat constricting around my length. She sucks hard, her cheeks hollowing.
God damn, her mouth is so fucking perfect.
I”m right there on the edge, a precipice I”m all too willing to leap off.
But then she stops, pulling away with a pop. She looks up at me, her lips swollen from sucking my cock.
“I love the idea of you filling my pussy with your cum. It turns me on.” She licks her lips again, which almost kills me. “Would you rather come inside of me?”
The question hits me like a punch to the gut. Because yes, that”s exactly what I want. I didn’t even know it until she suggested it. But my cock jumps in anticipation.
”Fuck yes,” I breathe out, my hands tightening in her hair.
She”s read my mind. Or maybe we”re just that in sync. It”s a dangerous thought, one that hints at more than just physical compatibility. But I quickly shove it aside for now.
There are more important matters at hand.
”What are we waiting for?” she asks. She stands up and moves toward me.
I”m fucking crazy about this girl. It”s insane, really.
Pearl has lived in the same sleepy town as me for years. And somehow, we”ve only tangled sheets once before today. My mind races with questions.
But my body isn’t listening. It has a one-track agenda. Fucking Pearl is all I can focus on.
I spin her around so her ass hits the desk. Slipping my hand down her body, I rub her clit. She”s already wet for me already.
A groan escapes my lips, deep and primal. I pop two fingers in my mouth and taste her on my fingers. I taste earth and the tart tang of cherries. She moans as soon as I touch her. Her fingers clasp my shirt.
God damn, she”s the hottest thing I”ve ever known. She throws her head back. Right now, she”s moaning my name like it”s a prayer meant only for the confines of this room.
”River...” The way she says it, drawn out and breathy, sends shivers down my spine. She yanks at my shirt again. “Take this off. There can’t be anything between us.”
There’s a frantic moment where we both strip off clothing. Our lips seek and find each other. She slips her hand between us and pumps my cock a few times. I groan. Each movement sends sparks of pleasure shooting through me.
With every flick of her wrist, my restraint frays a little more. She notches my cock at her entrance, teasing me with the promise of what”s to come. The tip of my cock is already wet from a moment of contact with her pussy.
I swear I can feel the heat of her pussy even without the final union of our bodies. I can feel the beat of my heart, urging me onward.
”Ready for you,” she whispers, and those three words are all it takes.
”Fuck, Pearl...” The rest of my thoughts scatter.
I slide into her with a deliberate slowness. My heart hammers against my chest as if trying to keep pace with the thrusts I”m holding back. She”s tight, hot, and every inch I gain is a test of self-control.
Pearl”s legs wrap around me. She flexes her leg muscles, pulling my body against hers. A silent plea.
“Be patient, darlin,” I grit out.
”River...” Her voice is laced with a mixture of frustration and desire. I can feel her body encouraging me, urging me on. But still I go slow, letting her adjust to the fullness of my girth.
”God, if you don”t start fucking me, I”m going to scream,” she warns. Her eyes are blazing with that fiery spirit that drew me in from the moment I saw her.
Her words are the catalyst I need, shattering the last of my restraint. I lift her ass from the edge of the desk and splay her out so that her back is pressed flat against the cold wood. A stack of papers and a heavy chunk of metal that I use as a paperweight are knocked to the floor.
It only heightens the moment for me.
I begin to drive into her with a fervor that matches the pulse of my heart. My fingers find her clit, circling it, teasing it. I amplify single every sensation until her moans fill the room.
”More, River, don”t stop,” she gasps. Each word punctuated by the hard thrusts that I deliver again and again. The sound of our bodies coming together is a rhythm that sings of raw, unbridled passion.
The sight of her beneath me, all flushed skin and tousled hair, is enough to drive any man insane. But it”s the way she looks at me, like I”m the one she”s been waiting for.
That”s what”s got me spiraling.
”Fuck, you”re so tight,” I groan, my breaths coming out in heavy pants as I watch her beneath me.
”River,” Pearl cries. The way she calls my name, all breathy and desperate, sends a shiver down my spine. ”Please, I need you to?—”
”I know what you need,” I cut her off, my voice low and rough with desire. I lean in closer, my lips grazing the shell of her ear as I whisper, ”I”m going to make you come so hard, darlin”. Can you feel how hot your pussy is? How it”s just milking my cock?”
A whimper escapes her. I can”t help but smirk at the response I elicit. She”s wild, untamed.
And yet here she is, unraveling beneath me.
”Fill me up,” she gasps, her chest heaving. ”I want to feel you come inside me.”
”Baby, as soon as you come, I”ll give you everything,” I promise. Each word is punctuated by another deep thrust. The control I pride myself on is slipping. I’m struggling to maintain my calm fa?ade.
But right now, I don”t give a damn. All that matters is the way she clutches at me. How her body responds to mine.
Pearl”s hands wander to her breasts, pinching her nipples into hardened peaks. The sight of it is almost too much to handle. I have to bite back a groan. Her hips rock up to meet my thrusts, creating a rhythm that has us both spiraling toward oblivion.
”Keep going,” she urges, her voice tinged with a hunger that matches my own. ”Just like that, River. Don”t stop.”
And I don”t. I won”t. With every slam of my hips against hers, I”m reminded why this woman has become a craving.
My muscles tense, the edge of no return looming dangerously close. Pearl”s grip on my desk is white-knuckled. Her body is sweaty and coiled with a tension that mirrors my own. I watch her, every movement, every shudder under my touch.
”River,” she breathes out. Her eyes locking onto mine. “Tell me I can come.”
”Fuck yes, darlin”,” I growl. The words barely escaping before they”re drowned in the intensity of the moment. ”Let go for me, Pearl. Come for me.”
With my permission, she shatters. Her entire body spasms around me in waves of ecstasy that rip through her like a hurricane. Her nails dig into my back, likely leaving crescents etched as a reminder of this unbridled passion. The sight, the feel of her coming undone is the trigger I didn”t know I was waiting for.
I”m powerless to fight it. I do what I just urged her to do: I let go.
For half a minute, I hammer my cock into her body so hard that my vision blurs. Then my breath halts and my toes curl so damn hard I fear they might cramp. With a guttural groan, I release inside her, hot jets of cum filling her as she commanded. She doesn”t stop moving, her hips grinding against me, pulling every last drop from my cock until I”m completely drained.
Greedy fucking girl, milking my cock for all it is worth.
”God, Pearl...” The words are a husky whisper. A testament to the mind-numbing intensity of our climax.
Pearl”s arms snake around my neck. Her lips find mine with a tenderness that belies the ferocity of moments ago. I can”t help but chuckle against her mouth, the sound bubbling up from somewhere deep inside me. It”s a laugh born of satisfaction and of disbelief at the intensity between us. “Jesus.”
Gently, I brush a stray lock of hair from her forehead, still damp with the heat of our encounter.
”River,” she murmurs. Her expression shifts into something almost childlike. Her bottom lip juts out slightly.
”Hey, what”s this?” I tease. I use my fingers to brush away the pout as I ease back, slipping out of her warmth. The feeling of loss is immediate. Her eyes flicker with a playful annoyance.
”Sad to see me go?” I quip, snagging a box of tissues from my desk drawer.
I”m all about the aftercare, making sure we”re both cleaned up and comfortable. Pearl watches me, her eyes tracking every movement.
She tilts her head. “Always. I love the way you make me feel, River.”
My heart wobbles. I think I’ve always wanted someone to need me like that. Too bad we’ll be over and done in a few months.
Maybe it’ll take her a little longer than expected to get pregnant,I think to myself. That’d be amazing.
”Let me clean you up, darlin”,” I say softly, brandishing a couple of tissues.
”Thanks,” she whispers, her cheeks tinged with a rosy.
I step in and wipe the milky mess from her thighs, then gently swipe the tissues over her pussy. I make sure to look her dead in the eyes as I clean her.
There”s something incredibly intimate about this. More so than the act itself. I watch her for a moment. I admire the way the light catches in her raven-black hair before turning my attention to myself.
When I’m done, Pearl digs through the scattered clothing on the floor and retrieves her panties. She grabs a lacy little number that didn”t stand a chance earlier. They are tattered and she frowns at them.
I put my hand out for the panties. She stares at me for a few seconds before nodding and dropping them into my palm. I put them in the back of a drawer and lock it with a flourish.
There’s absolutely no way that I’m not going to rub one out several more times with Pearl’s ripped panties pressed against my face. This moment has been too damn hot to pretend otherwise.
”Sorry for being bossy,” she says. Her voice is soft but not quite apologetic. She”s looking anywhere but at me. I realize with a start that she”s uncertain how I took her assertiveness.
”Bossy?” I arch an eyebrow, stepping closer to zip up my slacks. ”Pearl, if that was bossy, then you”ve got an open invitation to be ”bossy” with me anytime.” My voice dips lower. ”I loved it.”
”Really?” Her eyes lift to meet mine, searching for sincerity.
”Really,” I confirm with a nod. I reach out to tilt her chin up, ensuring there”s no doubt left in her mind. ”It”s so damn sexy.”
”Good,” she says. A sly smile plays on her lips as she steps into her dress and starts wiggling into it. I can”t resist; I lean in and steal another kiss.
This one is slow and languid, savoring the taste of her, the feel of her pressed against my chest.
”Next time, though, we take our time,” I murmur against her lips, pulling back just enough to speak. “I’ll be less greedy, I swear.”
”Next time?” she exclaims, a hint of laughter in her voice. “Never apologize for worshipping my body, River.”
My lips tip upward. “You are a goddamn work of art. I hope you know that.”
“You remind me regularly.” Light shines in her eyes. “Should we get going?”
I pick up her dress and slip it over her head. My hands trace her arms, her breasts, her hips as I smooth it out.
I do worship Pearl’s body. I worship damn near everything about her.
And I hope to do so for several more months… until everything comes crashing down on our little bubble of happiness.