Chapter 10
Chester
Chester
Juliet removed her hand from my cock and pulled me toward the open gate of the patio with the sexiest fuck-me eyes I had ever seen. I quickly slipped my phone out and texted Jenkins.
Me: Pick me up now. Side street.
I slid my phone back into my jacket pocket and followed her out of the patio and onto the sidewalk to wait.
We walked toward the curb where I quickly tugged on her hand, pulling her back toward me so her ass was pressed up against my thighs.
She let out a small gasp as her body melded into mine, my cock pressing into her lower back.
“Do you feel how hard you get me?” I whispered hoarsely in her ear, before taking her earlobe between my teeth and giving it a little tug.
She moaned softly, pressing herself against me even more.
She reached up behind her and clasped her hands around my neck, giving me the freedom to explore her body.
I slowly trailed my hands up the silky fabric of her blouse and up the soft skin of her bare arms before making my way back down.
I moved my hands to her breasts, cupping their ampleness in my palms.
“Fuck,” I whispered into her ear as I kneaded her breasts that filled my hands, only the layer of thick, black fabric between my grasp and her bare skin. I circled my thumbs over her nipples, erect and begging to be touched. Licked. Bitten.
She let out a little moan, wriggling her hips slightly as she stood up on the tips of her toes so her perky ass was against my cock. I jutted my hips forward, giving her a little taste of just how hard I was for her.
“Should we be doing this?” she whispered, her ass rubbing against me.
“Doing what?” I whispered, taking her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and kneading them between my fingertips.
“You know what,” she said breathlessly, tilting her jaw up and giving me access to her neck.
I chuckled against her ear.
“We haven’t even started yet,” I said, pinching her nipples harder and making her cry out slightly. I released her, moving my hands down her sides and gripping her hips. I ran my tongue down the nape of her neck, tasting her sweet skin.
“But, Chester,” she half whispered, half moaned.
“But what?” I asked, my hands gripping her hips and pulling her against my desperate cock.
“You’re my boss,” she whispered.
“Not tonight,” I said gruffly.
“Good,” she replied, her body shifting against mine. “Because I’m so fucking wet right now.”
“Is that so?” I asked, moving my hand to her lower stomach, my callouses catching against the dark denim of her jeans.
“Mhmm,” she breathed.
“Prove it,” I said, dipping my hand into the waistband of her jeans. My fingers traced along the mesh of her thong, until they were met with her wetness seeping through the fabric. My cock throbbed in my pants as it pressed into her.
“You are wet, aren’t you?” I whispered gruffly against her ear.
“Yes,” she answered breathlessly as I continued to feel inside her jeans.
“Just for me, right?” I asked, pushing my fingers firmly against her wet, swollen lips through the fabric.
“Yes,” she cried out.
“Good.”
Just then, the blacked-out limo came into view, turning down the block and pulling up to the curb. I slipped my hand from her jeans. Juliet looked at the long, sleek car and up at me in surprise.
“Our ride’s here.” I smiled down at her before stepping out from behind her and opening the car door.
“Only if you want to,” I said, holding the door for her as I waited.
Her eyes shuttered slightly, darkening under her long lashes before she climbed inside. She slid across the seat and looked up at me expectantly, her beautiful breasts practically hanging out of her blouse. I climbed in after her.
“Where to, sir?” asked Jenkins, keeping his eyes on the road in front of him.
“Home.”
“Yes, sir.”
Juliet stared at me from across the seat, having put distance between us.
Her chest rose and fell slowly as she gripped the car door as if trying to gather herself.
I ran my fingers under my jaw as I studied her, wondering how the hell I was going to go through this car ride without feeling her lust again.
“Oh, and Jenkins,” I said, leaning forward in the seat. “Take the long way home.”
“Yes, sir.”
I smiled back at Juliet, who was staring at me with anticipation in her eyes.
I pressed the button on the door and watched as the privacy window slowly rolled up, making Jenkins disappear from view.
I sat back on the seat, next to Juliet, reaching for her long blonde hair and playing with it between my fingers. She really was fucking beautiful.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” I said.
“Really?” she asked, raising a brow and turning to face me slightly.
I nodded, leaning in closer and breathing in her sweet scent. Vanilla, with a hint of lavender. I cupped her cheek before moving my thumb down to her lips. I ran it across her lower lip, plump and wet.
“Ever since I saw you in the shower…” I whispered, my eyes falling to her mouth.
She closed her eyes tightly, as if trying to forget.
“Don’t do that,” I whispered. “Don’t shy away.”
“No one was supposed to see that…” she whispered.
“But I did. And I’ve thought about that pretty pussy all day.”
She let out a breath against my thumb before running her tongue across the pad of my finger.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day, too,” she said.
“Really?” I asked, raising a brow as I studied her face in the dark of the limo, city lights washing over her.
“Mhmm.” She nodded. “Wondering what you taste like.” She parted her lips and moved her head forward, taking my thumb into her mouth in a long, slow suck.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head, my cock desperate to be inside that pretty mouth.
She pulled her mouth from my thumb, and a dull pop sounded.
“What you feel like,” she said.
I looked down at her, my breath growing ragged.
“Let me show you,” I growled, pulling her onto my lap.
She swung her legs on either side of me, straddling me.
She brought her mouth to mine in a crash of passion, her tongue desperately lashing against mine as she ground her tight jeans against my hard cock.
I ran my hands up her bare arms and hooked my fingers under the thin straps of her blouse, sliding them down her shoulders until they hung at her sides.
I hastily tore my mouth from hers and pulled down the neckline of her blouse until her breasts sprung free.
They were even better in person, their plump flesh right in my face. Her pink nipples mine for the taking.
I leaned in and took her nipple into my mouth, sucking eagerly as my tongue lapped against the underside of her breast. She leaned her head against the seat and moaned, pressing her crotch firmly against my cock as she continued to move at a slow, steady rhythm that matched my tongue.
She tasted so damn good. I couldn’t get enough.
I moved to her other nipple, watching as she writhed above me.
I pulled my lips from her erect nipple and reached for her head, pulling her gaze back to mine as I firmly pressed my forehead against hers. I looked at her intently.
“I need to see that pretty pussy again,” I said. “Are you still wet for me, baby?”
She nodded, tucking her bottom lip into her upper teeth. She climbed off me and sat on the seat beside me. She unhooked the button of her jeans and undid the zipper, her eyes never leaving me.
“Good girl,” I said, getting to my knees in front of her. I reached for the waistband of her jeans, and she lifted her hips as I shimmied them off her. I peeled them off until they were a pile on the limo floor. She pressed her thighs together shyly as she looked down at me where I knelt.
I shook my head and gripped her knees, pulling her legs apart slowly and revealing the hot-pink mesh thong she wore. It was dark with wetness that seeped from her beautiful lips showing through the sheer fabric.
“Beautiful. Just fucking beautiful,” I whispered, my eyes fixated between her legs.
I reached up and hooked my fingers under the thin waistband of her thong and peeled it off her, feeling the smoothness of her bare legs as my hands moved down her body.
I spread her legs even further apart as I brought my face closer to her sweet spot.
I breathed against her, inhaling the scent of her lust just inches from my face.
Her body writhed on the seat, but I held her thighs firmly spread against the seat.
I kissed the inside of her legs softly, planting kisses up and up, closer and closer.
I stopped just an inch away and whispered against her, “I, too, have wondered what you taste like, Juliet.” I leaned in and ran my tongue from the bottom to the top of her sweet and salty opening, savoring her wetness.
Her hands grabbed my head and held onto my hair tightly as I ran my tongue against her again.
“Mmm. So sweet, baby,” I whispered against her open lips.
She let out a little scream and bucked her hips up slightly. I chuckled slightly, sending the vibration through her to her core. I moved my mouth up, until my tongue met her clit and circled it slowly. I pulled it between my lips and sucked gently before releasing her.
“Fuck,” she nearly shouted, her fingers tangled further in my hair.
I stayed there, playing with her clit with my tongue, enjoying as she moaned and said other vulgar words.
She was releasing all her inhibitions here in this limo, and I couldn’t wait for her to release against my tongue.
I moved my hands from her thighs up to her bare breasts that hung over her blouse.
I massaged them, the pressure mounting with each lick of her clit.
“Chester,” she moaned, her hands releasing my head and gripping the back of the seat.
I released one of her breasts, my hand running down her stomach until my thumb could replace my tongue.
I pressed against her clit firmly, making idle circles, increasing my speed just as my tongue curled up inside her.
She let out a throaty moan, pushing her hips down, and further onto my face.
I lapped against her, savoring her wetness, before circling my tongue inside her again. And again.
Her body hitched as she let out a scream, her thighs tightening around my head and staying there as her orgasm crashed through her, exploding onto my awaiting tongue.
I swallowed it down as my thumb slowed against her clit and my tongue licked her clean.
She lay above me breathlessly, her hands releasing the seat behind her and falling to her sides.
“You tasted just as good as I imagined,” I said, pulling myself from a kneeling position to the seat next to her. With her eyes closed, she let out a small huff of a laugh before her head rolled to look at me.
“You know you’ve ruined anyone else for me. Past. Present. Future,” she murmured.
“Good,” I said with a smirk as I licked my lips.
Soon, the limo was pulling into the parking garage of my building.
Juliet quickly dressed, even though there was no saving her hair or mine for that matter.
Let alone the flushed look on our faces.
Jenkins opened the back door, the smell of sex surely present as we stepped out of the car.
He gave me a professional nod and wished us a good night before getting back in and driving away.
“He must have gotten an earful,” said Juliet, watching the limo drive away.
I shrugged nonchalantly and placed my hand on her lower back, leading her toward the elevator. We stepped through the silver doors and I pressed the button that glowed with the letters PH. Juliet had a gleam in her eye as she looked up at me.
“How many floors until your apartment?” she asked with a suggestive smile.
“I’m at the very top,” I said, liking where this was going.
“We have time then,” she said, dropping to her knees in front of me.
I leaned my back against the elevator railing and watched as her hands quickly worked the waistband of my pants, undoing the button and rolling down the zipper.
She slid my pants, along with my boxer briefs, off my hips until they fell to my ankles.
Her eyes fell to my cock that was just for her, hard and throbbing, awaiting her mouth.
She looked up at me, tilting forward on her knees, as she pressed her lips against the tip of my cock and slowly spread around it.
I groaned as I felt her warmth around me, slowly easing its way down to the base.
I gripped the railing of the elevator, jutting my hips toward her slightly, needing more.
She gave it to me, opening her mouth wider and taking me all in, but just to slide her mouth off of me once more. She smiled up at me teasingly.
“Fuck,” I whispered.
Her eyes fell to my cock again, and she slid her tongue through those perfect lips until it swirled around me.
“Mmmm,” she said, tasting the pre-cum escaping me.
She took me in her mouth again, all the way down to the base, her head bobbing slowly at first and then faster.
I could feel the base of her throat each time her head moved.
She reached up and gripped my hips, pulling me toward her, further into her open mouth.
Fucking her mouth was the best thing I had ever felt.
She took it so well, with each suck and lick.
I couldn’t hold it in anymore. The pleasure built in me until it needed to release in her pretty mouth, filling her throat.
She swallowed me down, keeping me in her mouth until my cock no longer throbbed.
She pulled her mouth from me slowly and as she stood, she pulled my pants up with her, fastening them again at my waist.
“I think I love you.” I laughed.
She grinned at me before wiping her bottom lip with her thumb, just as the elevator doors dinged.
“Which one’s yours?” she asked curiously, looking up at me.
“All of it,” I said, just as the doors opened to my penthouse.
Her eyes widened slightly before she looked out into the entryway of my place.
Stepping off the elevator, she turned to me in surprise before her expression changed to one mad with lust. I stepped forward, gripping her hips and lifting her up until her legs were wrapped around me. This night was far from over.