Chapter 11
(Tanya)
I looked up at my boss, wide-eyed and uncertain. My heart pounded inside of my chest, threatening to explode. I couldn’t believe I had just agreed to carry this man’s child. I stared deep into his eyes, waiting for his reaction but all he did was look at me, expression unreadable.
Had he changed his mind? Had I made the wrong decision? Had he found someone better?
Fear crept under my skin, as the seconds seemed to drag on for an eternity.
Why wasn’t he saying anything?
All of a sudden, he lunged forward, wrapped his arms around my body, and swept me off my feet. With our chests pinned together, he spun me around and around, a bright smile on his face, blue eyes shining brightly.
“Everett! You’re going to make me dizzy!” I protested, hands on his broad shoulders, trying to get him to stop.
With a chuckle, he fell into a nearby chair, keeping me on his lap, hands firmly on my hips, fingers digging into my skin. It didn’t seem like he had any intention to let me go.
Our faces gravitated together until our foreheads touched. We were both smiling like idiots, our happiness exciting the air around us until it almost seemed to buzz. “Well, let’s go make ourselves a baby,” he said with a smirk, suddenly jumping to his feet, cradling me against his chest.
It amazed me how strong he was. He carried me with ease like I weighed no more than a feather. Without hesitation, he walked back into the manor, a look of pride plastered on his face. He didn’t seem to care that people were looking at him, judging the woman in his arms.
Before long, we were back in his car. Gently, he eased me onto the seat, buckling me into place. “I hope you’re ready for a wild ride,” he whispered, voice husky and seductive as hell.
When I looked up at him, our lips crashed together, tongues immediately tangling together.
My hormones surged. Never before had I wanted something so badly. My body ached for his, a fire blazing between my legs. I grabbed him by the jacket, pulling him even closer, trying to make the moment last. His lips were so sweet against mine that I was starting to become an addict. The more I tasted, the more I craved.
As we continued our rough, passionate kiss, his hand crept up the slit of my dress, fingertips dancing along my thigh. I shivered with desire, legs spreading in reaction.
He smirked into the kiss, fingers finally finding the waistband of my thong. He hooked his pointer finger around the thin piece of fabric and tugged on it.
I moaned, lifting my ass off the seat the thong buried between my cheeks.
“I’m going to have so much fun with you…” He murmured, finally breaking away. He lingered a moment longer to kiss my neck, sucking softly at the base, hitting my sweet spot until I turned into a puddle of lust.
God, how was this man so damn sexy?
Then, just when things were getting really good, he pulled away, a devilish look on his face.
I groaned.
His smirk deepened. He knew exactly what he was doing to me.
With a calm expression on his face, he rounded the car, getting behind the wheel. When the engine rumbled to life, the soft vibrations only added to my growing excitement.
Already, my pussy was soaking wet and getting wetter by the second. Glancing over at Everett, I noticed his bulge growing. Unable to help myself, I reached over and unzipped his pants.
Everett continued to drive, grip adjusting on the wheel, eyes focused on the road. His expression did look surprised.
I’ve wanted him and had waited a long time. I now intend to be bold. No more hesitating. I could not believe I was about to do this. I got busy reaching into his pants, pulling out his cock and taking it into my hand. He was so thick that I could barely wrap my fingers around his girth. The feel of it silky smooth, yet hard as a rock. I’d dreamt of doing this for so ling, I was almost giddy with the feeling of doing it. My thumb and forefinger already teasing his tip.
His jaw tensed as he held back a moan of pleasure, hips moving ever so slightly to buck into my hand. I loved how receptive he was to my touch. It was obvious that he wanted me – that he needed me.
Tonight was going to be something I know I will never forget.
Thinking his tip had received enough torture, I moved onto his shaft, rubbing it up and down until he was standing at full attention.
Then, I stopped. I felt proud that I could do this to a man like him.
He glanced at me, eyes dark and questioning.
I giggled and my cheeks flushed with heat.
“You’re going to pay for that one, missy.” He growled, stepping on the gas.
At this point, we were both eager to get under the sheets because if we kept this up, we’d be doing it in the backseat of his car.
Everett eased off the highway and in a few minutes, we were rolling up to his luxurious mansion. Of course, as his assistant, I had been here plenty of times before, usually bringing around expense reports and contracts he needed to look at before heading to the office. Each time, the grandeur of the place took me by awe, and now was no different.
But before I could admire it for very long, Everett pulled into his four-car garage. Instantly, he sprang from his seat and opened my door, hoisting me to my feet. A second later, I was bent over the hood, his hands grasping at my breasts as his lips hungrily devoured mine. His other hand grabbed my thigh, hooking it around his waist.
This was so hot and another dream come true.
I tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling on it as my tongue slipped into his mouth.
He traced my bottom lip before pulling back. He gazed at me with glittering eyes.
I didn’t let go. I know I was already gone. Already wanting him beyond what I could handle.
Without breaking the kiss, he picked me up, hands on my ass, and carried me inside. Finally, he pulled his lips from mine a he climbed a set of spiral stairs, going higher and higher.
I didn’t bother to pay too much attention since my mind was slowly turning to mush with the intensity of the kiss and the fact I was being carried to bed by this man. A fire burned inside my soul. I felt like I would erupt at any moment and the night hadn’t even started yet.
Soon, he pushed open a door, stepping into a luxurious bedroom. A plush carpet covered the floor while a four-poster bed dominated the space. Without hesitating, he threw me on that bed, pouncing on me a second later.
His hands wrapped around my wrists, pinning them above my head.
My heart skipped a beat when I realized that I was now in his control. He could do whatever he wanted with me. And, that’s exactly what I wanted him to do. I couldn’t believe this was happening. It had to be another dream. Me and Everett Walton?
He smirked. “God, you’re so beautiful…” He whispered, eyes drinking in the sight of my body. “But, you’d look even better with this dress on the ground.”
Suddenly, the dress was torn off my body with a loud rip. It flew through the air, landing near his dresser.
I blushed deeply, naked except for my bright-red thong.
His smirk deepened as he settled himself between my legs, head bending down to take the thong between his teeth. With a flick of his head, it gave way. “Mmm…” He mused, leaving a trail of kisses along my thighs, teasing me.
I groaned. “Everett… please…”
“What’s the matter?” He asked in mock innocence.
“Please… don’t tease me like this. I want you.” I’ve wanted him for a couple of years and never dreamed this would ever happen but I was so needy.
“Oh? Do you now?” He chuckled. “I just might be more than you bargained for.” Then, without another word, he dove into my folds, tongue lapping at the juices that had accumulated during the car ride.
Pleasure coursed through my veins as I felt the grainy texture of his tongue swirling inside of me, twirling this way and that, driving me mad. My hips bucked into the air, begging for more, my wetness flowing out of me like a river. My fingers tightened around the sheets as my breathing became ragged. “Everett…” I moaned, unable to say anything else.
He ignored my pleas, continuing his assault, tongue flicking in and out of me faster and faster.
Then suddenly, he stopped.
When I looked up, he had his cock in hand, as he gave it a strong stroke. “I’m going to make you feel so damn good…” He promised, grinning like a madman. Gently, he leaned forward, pressing the tip to my entrance.
To my surprise, he was very sweet, taking things slow and focusing on my pleasure more than his. His hands caressed my body as he whispered in my ear, “You are so beautiful. Look at this skin, just gorgeous.”
Soon enough, he was rocking my word, cock pushing in and out of me at a hard but steady pace. The bed groaned underneath us as he pushed himself a little harder, pinching my nipples between his fingers, twisting them until I cried out.
My toes curled with ecstasy as I felt my climax building up inside of me like a tight knot about to snap. I bit my lip, trying to hold back but it was impossible. Everett was playing my body like a violin, and he knew exactly what he was doing.
In perfect sync with his own orgasm, my world exploded in white-hot pleasure. As I came down from my high, I could feel his sticky cum coating my insides, his cock still throbbing.
He collapsed on top of me, arms wrapped around my torso, pulling me into his embrace. With his head nuzzled onto my breasts, we both fell asleep.