Chapter 9
NINE
Anna
Jeremy scoops me up out of my bed and carries me down the hall to the master bedroom. It’s the first time I’ve ever been in his bedroom, and as he sets me down on the bed, I can’t help but draw in a deep breath at the view of the Golden Gate bridge illuminated against the night sky.
“It’s stunning,” I whisper, unable to hide my awe.
“You’re stunning, baby.” He sinks down onto the bed beside me. “My God, if you could only see how gorgeous you are when you come.”
At this, I feel my face heat, and I can only hope that in the darkness, Jeremy doesn’t notice. I hate how easily I blush around him, hate how inexperienced and gauche I must seem.
“I want to make you feel that good, too, Daddy,” I say, the word still feeling unfamiliar to actually say. Unfamiliar, but oh so right.
“You do make me feel that good, Anna. Coming inside your sweet pussy was the best experience of my life.”
“No, I meant...” I falter, embarrassed, and take a deep breath before continuing. “I... I want to make you feel that good with my mouth.”
He pushes a strand of hair away from my face. “Are you afraid because you don’t know what to do?”
“Yes,” I admit, relieved that he guessed. “I want to please you, but I don’t know how.”
“My God, your innocence will be the death of me,” he says, voice rough. “Do you want me to show you, baby?”
I lick my lips. “Please, Daddy. Show me. Show me how to make you feel as good as you made me feel.”
Groaning, he strokes his cock. The movement captivates me, and I can’t look away. I knew he was big from the way he felt inside me—I’m still sore. But seeing it like this, so big and hard because of me, leaves me feeling both intimidated and... powerful.
It seems impossible that I have that effect on him, but I clearly do. But at his next words, I swallow hard, suddenly realizing that I may be in over my head.
“I’m going to teach you how to suck my cock now, baby. It will be easier for you at first, however, if I’m on my back, okay?”
I nod, feigning confidence I don’t feel as he stretches out beside me. “What do I do first?”
“Start by kneeling between my legs, then take my cock in your hand.”
I comply, excitement overpowering my nerves as I grip his large, rock-hard cock. Just the feel of it in my hand turns me on.
“May I lick it now? Please?”
“My God, Anna, are you even real? You have no idea how gorgeous you look right now. Say that I’m the first man to see you like this, or I’ll lose my mind.”
“Of course you are, Daddy.” I tighten my grip on his cock, the desire pooling in my own belly making me impatient. “May I, please?”
“You may.”
Experimentally, I swirl my tongue around the head, and he groans. There’s a tiny bit of fluid there, somehow both sweet and slightly salty, and that turns me on even more.
“Oh, you taste so good, Daddy.”
He moans, and I lick him again—this time starting at the base of his shaft and running my tongue up the entirety of his length before closing my lips around the head and sucking. When he moans even louder, I know that I’m on the right track.
In a strained voice, he continues with his instructions. “Slide your mouth down toward the base. You won’t be able to take it all yet, but see how much you can manage.”
I hurry to obey. I’m dismayed to discover that I can only take about half of him before gagging when he makes contact with the back of my throat. But for some reason, my gagging seems to excite him because his cock becomes even harder—something I didn’t realize was possible.
After a bit of experimentation with adjusting the angle, however, I’m soon able to take in slightly more, although still not all of him.
“Oh, that’s good, baby. You’re doing so well for your first time and making me very, very happy.” He’s breathing hard now, but his eyes are open, watching me. “Now I want you to slide your hand along my shaft in time with—” He gasps. “Yes, like that… yes, oh fuck!”
I like how happy I’m making him, but I want to please him even more. He seemed to like it when I ran my tongue up the entirety of his length so I decide to try doing that again while continuing to move my head up and down since he hasn’t said that I can stop.
He starts shaking and then his strong hands tangle in my hair. But he’s gentle, just grasping my head as he moans my name.
A surge of power thrills through me, and I move my head faster, flicking my tongue against the head, determined to drive him crazy. I’m so wet right now at the sight of my sexy boss so close to losing control.
He cries out again, and his cum fills my mouth. Pleased, I swallow every drop. When it seems as if I’ve gotten all of it, I release his cock and look up, waiting...
“Good girl,” he says, releasing my head. “God, you’re such a very good girl. Come here, baby. You’ve made me very happy.”
Content, I lie next to him. He pulls me back against his chest, wrapping his arms around me. A feeling of warmth and security that I’ve never known suffuses me. Jeremy pulls a blanket over us, and my eyes grow heavy. I struggle to keep them open, not wanting this moment to end. Because for the first time in my life, I feel as if I’m actually home.
At some point, though, I must fall asleep because when I open my eyes again, light is streaking the sky over the Pacific. And the bed is empty.
Disoriented, I sit up, clutching the blanket to my chest. “Jeremy?”
He steps out of the en suite, hair damp, fully dressed. “Shh, go back to sleep, angel. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
I rub my eyes and glance at the bedside clock, barely after six. Typical for Jeremy, who often runs along the beach before work. Except he’s wearing jeans...
“Where are you going?” I ask, trying to keep my voice nonchalant.
“There’s some stuff I need to take care of at Twinge. Heather has plans later, so she wanted to get an early start.” Bending down, he kisses the top of my head. “Get some more sleep, angel. I kept you up late last night.”
Not wanting to betray my jealousy, I nod. “Of course. I’ll see you later.”
But my heart clenches in my chest when I hear his car pull out, and the house somehow feels emptier than it ever has before.