Текст книги "Take Me There: A Collection of Short Erotic Reads"

Автор книги: Jessica Ingro

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FIVE

“Faster,” I begged and shook my ass again.

“I’m going as fast as I can. I can barely get this damn thing off you,” Marcus growled behind me.

“Here,” I said exasperatedly. My hands lifted the layers of white material up around my waist to show him that all I wore beneath my skirt was a white garter belt and nothing else.

It was supposed to be a surprise for when he took off the garter. I had wicked visions of him burying his tongue in my pussy while the rest of the wedding guests laughed in amusement not realizing what was really going on under there.

“Naughty girl,” he praised before plunging into me with his rock hard cock. “Fuck. So good.”

“Yes,” I hissed as his thrusts picked up speed.

“I was ready to fuck you on the alter earlier. You looked fucking amazing walking down the aisle.”

“I wish you had,” I taunted earning me a swat on the ass and a harder pace.

The last two years had flown by, but I enjoyed every single second of it. After our first official date things progressed quickly, and Marcus and I were living together a few short months later.

When Marcus proposed to me over Christmas dinner at my parents’ house, I was beyond ecstatic. He was everything I could have ever asked for in a man. He was hard, demanding, thoughtful, sweet and loving. Even my parents approved, although my father did give me a lecture about older men. However, once he met Marcus, he quickly came around.

Now here we were, fucking like bunnies in the bridal room at the reception hall of our wedding celebration.

“I’m going to come,” he told me, even though I already knew this from the way his thrusts became more frantic and out of control.

“Do it. Fill my pussy, baby.”

And just like that, he came in a hot rush, pushing me right over the edge with him.

With his cock still inside me, he pulled my back against his chest and kissed my neck.

“Marcus?” I asked as he nuzzled me there.

“Hmmm,” he mumbled.

“Do you want your wedding present now?” I had been waiting all day to give him his gift. I couldn’t wait for his reaction.

“Does it involve me losing the warmth of your pussy?” he semi-joked. I swear he could live his life buried inside me. Not that I was complaining, I felt the same way about him.

“No.”

“Then yes.”

“You’re going to be a daddy,” I whispered with a smile in my voice.

His cock twitched inside me, and I giggled at the knowledge that this turned him on.

“Fuck me. Are you sure?”

“Got the blood test results yesterday.”

“I knew it,” he gloated.

“Whatever,” I mumbled. I hadn’t felt well for the last week and Marcus had been hounding me to take a pregnancy test. To say he wanted a child was an understatement. He had been trying to knock me up pretty much since the moment we moved in together.

I always believed dreams could come true. And now I could see firsthand how truly incredible it was when they actually did.

“Love you, baby.” He smiled against the skin on my neck before placing another kiss there.

“Love you, too.”

EVERYTHING

ONE

“Oh fuck.” I couldn’t stop the words from spilling from my lips.

Good God it felt good. So good. Too good.

“Yeah.” The deep rumble of Chase’s voice sent shivers down my spine, and my internal muscles involuntarily clenched around him, making him curse and plow harder into me.

Just the way I liked it.

There was something to be said about being a bottom. I hadn’t experienced this position since high school when I was just a fumbling boy experiencing what it was like to be with another boy for the first time.

Since then I had always called the shots with the men I slept with. I was always the one in control. But when Chase finally came to me, wanting to explore his desires, I knew I needed to give this to him.

I had been lusting over Chase Burkett for the last two years. Ever since I started working at Burkett and Drummond. Two years of seeing his tight ass in his fancy suits and wanting to feel him wrapped like a fist around my cock. Two years of staring at his hands and mouth, wondering what they would feel like all over my body.

I lost all train of thought as Chase’s hand slid over my hip and gripped my hard as nails cock. His slightly calloused fingers squeezed my length, and I could swear I saw stars.

Oh yes! There was definitely something to be said for being the bottom.

His hand moved up and down in firm, strong strokes while his hips mimicked the movement as he pumped into me. Each thrust of his long, hard cock inside me was like heaven and hell all rolled up into one.

Considering this was his first time with a man, he sure seemed to know what he was doing.

“I’m going to come, Trev,” he whispered roughly in my ear as his movements became more frantic and less controlled.

I lost it then. Cum shot from my cock and landed on the hardwood floor underneath Chase’s desk. My body shook and my knees threatened to buckle as I came harder than I ever did before. It was a life altering moment that I never wanted to forget.

Chase’s growl resonated throughout the room as he plunged into me one last time before letting go himself. It was so fucking sexy, I found my muscles contracting as yet another shot of cum hit the floor in front of me.

Our sounds of pleasure were loud and primitive in those few minutes of utter bliss. Neither of us was capable of thinking about the fact that we might no longer be the only two people in the office.

My upper body slumped on the wooden desk and my head fell on my forearms as I struggled to catch my breath. I was completely sated and thoroughly exhausted. It was a wonder I wasn’t a heap on the floor.

Chase’s weight was like a warm blanket on my back. He smelled like sandalwood and sweat. It was a heady combination.

All too soon, he pulled out, leaving me to recover on my own. I rolled my head to the side—still bent over his desk—and watched as he shrugged his now wrinkled dress shirt on, effectively covering up the sculpted chest that I ached to explore.

He was the epitome of manly grace and beauty. At six foot two, he was my height, but whereas I had a lean runner’s build, Chase’s body had plenty of mouth-watering muscles that I often imagined bulging and straining as he lifted weights. It was one of my favorite ways to jerk off—fantasizing about him getting hot and sweaty in the gym then getting me all hot and sweaty.

“Well?” I prompted him when the silence became a little too much for me to handle. I wasn’t normally hard up for praise, but right then I needed to hear that he enjoyed it as much as I did. That he wanted more with me. Because I sure as hell wanted more with him.

“It was…” He seemed to struggle for the right word before giving me an endearing grin and a slight shake of his head. “Everything.”

A broad smile stretched across my face and my heart jumped around inside my chest like a ping pong ball. Pushing myself up, I closed the distance between us. I was as naked as the day I was born, and Chase’s eyes ate up every inch of my body, from the dark, curly hair on my head to the still semi-hard eight inches between my legs.

I loved that he was no longer hiding his attraction to me. It blazed clear as day in his eyes and was enough to give me hope about some sort of future with this man. Something I generally didn’t focus much on with other men.

“It was for me too. I’ve wanted you for a long damn time,” I admitted. My hands rested on his shoulder before gliding down his hard biceps and forearms until I could link my fingers with his. Chase leaned into me seeking more intimacy. It was enough to have me swooning at his feet.

“Honestly? Me too,” he said softly, before placing a light kiss on my parted lips.

“So where do we go from here?” I hated how vulnerable I sounded, but if this was just a one-time fling he needed to get out of his system, I was going to be damn disappointed. There was no way I would ever be able to work alongside him in the courtroom if that happened.

“I don’t know.” His arms wrapped around my middle and pulled our bodies flush together. The material of his suit pants rubbed against my cock, which then twitched in anticipation of getting into those pants again. “It’s complicated.”

He was right about that. His father was the managing partner of the law firm that employed us. Clayton Burkett was a good-ole boy with old school southern beliefs. There was no way he’d approve of a relationship between Chase and me. Hell, none of the partners would. Add to that the fact that Chase had a real life Barbie on his arm, it seemed damn near impossible for us to ever move forward together.

“What does that mean?” I cocked my head to the side and subtly rubbed myself against him showing him just how badly he affected me. “I want you Chase. I can’t go back to dancing around each other and ignoring the sexual tension that’s been brewing between us since the day we met.”

“It means…” he trailed off on a sigh when my hand gripped his ass and pulled him against my heavy length. “It means that I’m not sure how to handle this.”

“Do you love Jessica?”

His eyes, which were heavy-lidded as we ground against each other, flew open at my question. “Of course I do. But it’s complicated.”

There was that word again. Complicated.

Knowing that what we were doing right then wasn’t helping the situation, I took a step back putting some much needed distance between us. The frown marring his face told me that he didn’t approve, but I was done letting him call the shots. At least for now.

“Why don’t you explain it to me?” I offered with a cross of my arms. I hated the term ‘it’s complicated’ almost as much as I hated the idea of him loving her.

He ran his hand through his soft blonde hair, ruffling it up, before speaking. “Jessica and I have an arranged marriage of sorts. Our parents have wanted us to get married since we were young kids. It will merge this law firm with her father’s. No one knows this.” He paused so I nodded, silently letting him know he could trust me with that bit of information. “We do love each other, but she can’t give me everything I need.”

“And I do?” Please God let him say yes.

He smirked instead of answering, but that was enough for me.

“I sat her down and we talked about it last night. She understands. She um… likes to experiment, so she gets it. We both know we need to marry for the sake of our families, but she has encouraged me to explore my attraction to you.”

Well that explained why he suddenly turned us working late on the Hartwell case into us working each other over.

The reality of him coming onto me during a case far surpassed any fantasy I had dreamt up since first meeting him.

I sank down onto the corner of his desk and stared dumfounded. This wasn’t at all what I had imagined him saying to me.

Him telling me it was a one-time deal—probably.

Him telling me that he wanted an affair on the side with me—sure.

Him saying he was leaving Jessica for me—unlikely.

Her willing to share him with me—definitely not.

“There’s so much I want to try… with you.” He knelt down in front of me and looked up with an earnest expression on his face. His hand reached up and cupped my cheek. I instinctively leaned into it, relishing the intimacy of the moment. “Do you want that too?”

My throat worked as I attempted to say something. I knew Chase meant what he said. The sincerity showed on his face and was laced in his every word. Taking a gamble on something I had wanted for so long, I nodded and leaned over to plant a soft, wet, open-mouthed kiss on his lips.

When I sat back up, he surprised me by spreading my legs wider and situating himself between them. His hands ran up my thighs. One cupped my balls while the other wrapped around my dick.

“I think we should start now,” he said in a husky voice. “I’ve never given a blow job before.”

“You haven’t?” I croaked out. My dick throbbed as he eyed it like it was his next meal.

“No. I’ve never had a man come down my throat. You’ll be my first.” He raised his eyes as he lowered his mouth and proceeded to rock my world. “And hopefully my last.”

When his hot, wet mouth took my length all the way into the back of his throat, I knew I wasn’t going to last long even though I had just come ten minutes earlier. His suction was spot on and he knew exactly where to flick his tongue to make me come undone.

Embarrassingly quick, I found my balls drawing up as a tingle crawled up my spine. The sight of Chase’s head bobbing up and down my length was too much. I ran my hand lovingly over his head, petting his face and encouraging him to take me there.

When his eyes locked with mine, I threw my head back and roared as I came down his throat.

That was when I knew I would go to the ends of the earth and back to have more of this man.

TWO

“What do you think, Trevor?”

My boss’s voice startled me back to the present, as memories of the phone sex Chase and I had the night before ran rampant in my head. There was nothing sexier than hearing him tell me how badly he wanted to feel my dick inside him. Every single fucking time I thought about it, I had to fight the urge to go jerk off.

It was the Monday after our Friday night interlude in Chase’s office, and I was just as smitten with him now as I was then. Over the weekend, we had talked on the phone both days, but didn’t have a chance to spend any time together due to his prior family commitments.

It was disappointing, but the sweet way he left me in the parking garage Friday night with a tender kiss and a lingering hug, coupled with the hot phone sex, more than made up for it.

Now, with Chase sitting across from me in the board room during our weekly Monday morning meeting, my cock was rock hard. I was going to be fucked if I didn’t quickly come up with an answer to Clayton Burkett’s question.

Clearing my throat, I tried to recall what we had been discussing before I zoned out. Oh yes! The Hartwell case!

“I think Mrs. Hartwell is better off settling.” I crossed my fingers that this was what we were still talking about, or else I would have some real explaining to do. I could feel my face burning with embarrassment and hoped no one would notice how flustered I was.

“What I asked…” Chase’s father began, and I knew my answer was off the mark.

Shit.

This couldn’t end well for me. I’d seen lawyers thrown out for far less when Clayton felt like being a prick.

Thankfully Chase saved the day, and, well, me, when he spoke up. “I agree with Trevor. If she settles it will resolve any future litigations with regards to the Hampton property.”

“Is that what you were thinking?” His father raised an eyebrow and looked at me skeptically. He was such a condescending bastard.

I nodded my assent and stretched my leg out under the table so that my foot could rest alongside Chase’s. When he nudged me back, I had to fight the smile that desperately wanted to light up my face. Instead I smiled inwardly and listened as best I could for the rest of the meeting.

Chase caught up to me in the hallway after we were all dismissed. His hand on my forearm sent warmth spreading through my veins. It was crazy how much he affected me after only a couple of days.

“Thanks for saving my ass in there.” I nodded towards the room behind us.

“It was nothing.” He shrugged those broad shoulders that had felt amazing nestled between my thighs, and I struggled to keep control. Sporting a hard-on out in the open would not be the best situation for either of us.

“I’ve missed you,” I whispered as one of the paralegals walked towards us.

“Me too,” he replied just as she joined us.

“Boys,” Emmy greeted us.

She was a spitfire and one of the best paralegals we had. The fact that she was a lesbian was something she was proud of and didn’t hide for a second. Just like Emmy, her partner, Louise, was drop dead gorgeous.

“Emmy,” Chase murmured while slinging his arm around her shoulder.

“You two looked awfully chummy a minute ago,” she teased with a raised eyebrow, obviously looking for details.

Were we really that obvious? Were we wearing a neon sign over our heads pointing out the fact that we now knew each other in the biblical sense?

“I’m not sure what you mean,” I replied coolly.

“Even if I hadn’t come back to the office Friday night and heard you going at it behind closed doors, I’d be able to tell. You’re both giving off some heavy pheromones. I’m just pissed that you guys made me horny as hell while Louise is in Dallas visiting her parents.”

“Keep your voice down,” Chase hissed. A nervous expression took over his face as he glanced around the first years’ cubicles surrounding us.

“No one heard me,” she fluffed off his concerns. “Just be glad I convinced Marge to go for a drink instead of heading upstairs to get a file she forgot. That would have meant your business spreading around the office faster than the plague.”

“Shit,” I muttered, running a hand through my hair.

“It’s none of my business, but you two would be great together. I don’t know why you’re hiding it and honestly I don’t want to know either. It’s your prerogative. Just keep it outside of the office or next time someone who’s less thrilled with your coupling might be the one to find you.”

With that, she turned on her heels and stalked down the hall towards her office.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered to Chase.

“Don’t be. It was me who instigated everything that night and I don’t regret a second of it.” He gave me a boyish grin that had my heart melting.

“Can I see you later?” I asked in a low tone.

He thought on it for a second before nodding. “I’ll come to your place. Text me the address.”

As one of the partners came walking down the hallway, we broke apart with a promise for that evening. I couldn’t wait.

*****

“Mr. Davis,” Clayton Burkett said later that morning as I settled into a chair in front of his desk overlooking the cityscape. It was quite a view, the best one in the building. I guess when you’re not only the managing partner but a founding one as well you’re entitled to it.

“Mr. Burkett,” I returned his greeting and straightened my tie. I wasn’t nervous. Nope. Not in the least.

Right…

“I’ve had a potential client fall into my lap this morning. I want you to fly to Seattle to meet with him. I’ve already had all the information emailed to you. My assistant, Sherry, has booked all your travel.”

Holy shit. This was huge. I had been waiting for an opportunity to take on more responsibility, but no matter how hard I worked I had feared it was going unnoticed. Now I was getting a chance to show the partners that I could be more. Do more.

“I’m honored, sir,” I responded, as I sat up straighter in my chair.

“You’ll be gone for the week. Don’t disappoint me.”

With that, he picked up his phone to make a call and I knew I was dismissed. It was more than most people got from the man so I wasn’t offended.

I quickly left his office and made my way to mine on the next floor down. When the elevator doors shut, I jumped up and pumped my fist with excitement. I couldn’t wait to share the good news with Chase.

Sitting down at my desk, I opened my email to find my itinerary. A quick perusal showed my flight was leaving in four hours.

Fuck. This meant I wasn’t going to get to spend any time with Chase tonight. But even though it sucked to have to cancel our plans, there was no way I could pass up this incredible opportunity to advance my career.

With a heavy heart I texted him my news and informed him we were going to have to reschedule. His return text was almost immediate.

That’s amazing. Sucks I won’t be able to feel you inside me tonight.

I smiled as I read his words. Just as I was about to reply, a second text came through.

Meet me in the third floor men’s room in an hour.

My cock stood at attention faster than it had when I was a horny thirteen-year old. I adjusted myself and smiled wider.

Let the countdown begin.

*****

The third floor of the building housed the firm’s library and archives. The only people who spent any real amount of time down there were first year attorneys and paralegals. Those who were so dedicated to their task, they often went hours without food or drink. Thankfully that meant using the bathroom as well, so we shouldn’t have any problems with privacy.

Any reservations I might have had about meeting Chase in such a public place disappeared when I got to the door marked ‘Men’ and saw an out of order sign placed on it.

Nice touch Burkett.

Grabbing the handle, I cautiously opened the door and stuck my head inside. Chase leaned sexily against the granite counter, his fingers drumming on the edge and his legs crossed at the ankles. His biceps flexed in his pale blue dress shirt that was rolled up on his forearms. He gave me a shy smile and crooked his finger at me, beckoning me into the room.

I nearly came on the spot.

I took a few steps in and let the door shut behind me. Chase took slow, confident strides in my direction, stopping with only a few inches separating us. His arm brushed mine as he reached behind me and flicked the lock.

“We have fifteen minutes,” he warned. “But I’m so fucking primed I could come in two.”

I never got a chance to respond. Instantly, his mouth was on mine in a hungry kiss that took my breath away. Within seconds, Chase had my belt undone, my fly open and his hand in my pants. He was a man on a mission, and I wholeheartedly embraced his enthusiasm.

“God, I love your dick,” he murmured after pulling me from the confines of my suit pants.

“Not as much as I love yours,” I panted. The way his hand fit perfectly around my length would never get old.

Reaching out, I grabbed the waistband of his pants and pulled Chase to me. He let out a groan as I quickly went to work undressing him. Pulling him out of his boxer briefs, I dropped to my knees. Taking him all the way in until he bumped the back of my throat, I hummed my satisfaction around his length. When he cursed and his hands gripped my hair, I sucked harder and moved my head faster.

Reaching down, I gripped my cock and began to pump in time with the movements of my mouth. I was so strung out just from being with him, I needed to take the edge off.

Recognizing the sexy little sound Chase made in the back of his throat right before he came, I pulled my head back, releasing his length with a pop.

I stood in front of him as his chest rose and fell with harsh breaths. His pupils were so dilated they were mostly black. The blue of his irises all but erased by his desire. He was fucking beautiful.

My hand wrapped around both of our cocks and started stroking. The feel of his dick against mine was beyond words. He was hot and smooth and felt like satin against my skin.

Chase let out a guttural noise and braced his hand on the door behind me. I took a scarce second to realize that we never made it any farther into the room. Our need for each other had been too palpable to have waited that long. It was thrilling.

Looking down the length of my body, I was met with one of the most erotic sights of my life. Both our suit pants were pulled down over our hips, the head of Chase’s dick rested against mine. Our shafts lined up perfectly. The friction between the two completely out of this world.

Fuck, I didn’t think it could ever get any better than that. If you had told me it could, I probably wouldn’t have believed you.

My hand went down to cup my balls. I squeezed hard in an attempt to stop myself from coming, even though every nerve ending in my body was firing and pressing me towards my imminent release.

“Fuck… I…” Chase mumbled incoherently.

I felt his cock twitch right before his cum shot out over my hand, lubricating our connection. The sight of it sent me right over the edge. I growled as I came in a rush. It was hot, sticky and sure as fuck, it was messy.

It was also heaven.

I watched through my own release as Chase’s eyes closed and he bit his lip. The pained look of pleasure that softened his features had me falling in love with him right there in an empty bathroom on the third floor.

Actually, that was a lie.

To be honest, I had fallen in love with Chase a long time ago. When he had been just out of my reach. He’d been nothing more than a man I admired, who worked alongside me, and who had no idea of the effect he had on me.

Now he was mine. Well, sort of. I was okay with having to share him with Jessica for now. I would take him any way I could get him.

Chase’s other hand came up to rest on the door beside my head, effectively caging me in. His body leaned into mine and he brushed a soft kiss across my lips. “I had no idea you could do that.”

“Come that hard?” I asked, shaking off my post-orgasmic haze.

“No.” He let out a chuckle and pecked my lips with his. “Rub cocks like that. It felt fucking amazing.”

His forehead rested on mine for several seconds before he pulled away with a heavy sigh and began fixing his clothes.

Moving to the sink, I turned on the water and washed the remnants of us both from my hands. Once my hands were clean and dry, I pulled up my pants and tucked in my shirt. That’s when I noticed the wet spot on my shirt just above my belt buckle.

Good thing I kept spare shirts in my office.

“Looks like we got a little on you,” Chase teased with a smirk on his face when I joined him at the door. A quick glance at my watch told me we had just under five minutes left to be together.

“It’ll remind me of what we did every time I look at it.”

And it would. I was going to be remembering this bathroom interlude all week. It was going to have to satisfy my Chase craving while I was in Seattle.

“I’m going to miss you,” he murmured against my lips before tracing his tongue along the seam.

“Me too. Just when we’re finally together, I have to leave.”

“It’ll be good for your career,” he assured me. “My father wouldn’t have asked you to go if he didn’t think you could close the deal.”

“I hope you’re right.”

“I am. I better get going.”

With one last lingering kiss, he left me standing in the third floor bathroom with the image of his cocky grin as the door shut behind him.