showing me to the coffee?"
"Sure." She got up and walked stiffly to the door.
I followed in silence, letting my eyes move down to the perfect swell of her ass. The need to reach out and claim what already felt like it was mine wrapped around me tightly. Damn. I wasn't going to make it through the trip with my logic intact and my hands to myself. Every inch of me wanted to be pressed tightly against her.
"How was your flight?" She walked into the small kitchenette and pointed to the coffee maker.
"It was good. I slept most of it, but that's what red-eyes are for, right?" I walked over and grabbed a cup before shifting a little so I could see her better. "How have you been?"
"Good. I feel like I owe you an apology." She glanced down at the floor, softening me. "I shouldn't have been so crude the last time we saw each other."
"No, it was good." I pressed the button on the coffee pot and moved over to stand in front of her. I left just enough space to remind her that we weren't together, but should be. "I think if you would have stayed, I'd have offered you a ring. It would have been embarrassing to be turned down."
A smile lifted her lips as she glanced up at me. "You're incorrigible. You know that?"
"I'm also working on not getting hard at the sight of you." I reached out and touched the side of her face. "Every night since you left me laying there I keep imagining a different ending."
"Oh yeah?" Her eyes darkened a little. The woman had far too many parts to her personality. I could spend forever trying to figure her out and never scratch the surface. Such a beautiful complexity had my heart constricting in my chest.
"Yeah. I wish you would have crawled back up on the bed and ridden my face before leaving me there hard and bothered all night. I had three or four more condoms with your name on them." I shrugged and turned back to get my coffee.
The sound of her soft laughter caused me to smile.
"You're not going to let me get by over the next two days without feeling this overwhelming need to bend over the closest structure for you, are you?" Her words drove a stake of desire through me and caused my cock to grow thick and hard.
I turned and adjusted myself as I tilted my head and smiled at her. "You're such a bitch. You can hide how wet your little tight pussy gets when I walk into a room, but you know I can't hide this monster."
She took two steps toward me and reached out, stroking my dick and adverting her eyes down to it.
"I can't stop thinking about this. How badly I want it in every opening in my body." She licked at her lips and dragged her eyes slowly back up to mine. "You wouldn't deny me, would you?"
I smiled and leaned down, nipping at her lips. "Never. Now, fucking behave and let’s get through this morning together. After that... you're mine for the night."
"Maybe." She stroked me once more and turned to walk out of the coffee bar.
I turned back toward the counter and picked up my drink, taking a tentative sip and letting out a long sigh. The fear that she would treat me like a stranger was all but gone. There was only excitement to take its place. Every wicked fantasy I'd had over the last few days had her front and center, wet and shaking for me in various positions. She might think herself a recovered whore, but I was praying I could get her to act out a few things for me that might put her body at ease and fuck up her mind real good.
After taking a few more minutes to get my heart to stop racing, I picked up an empty folder and walked back to the conference room, holding it in front of me.
"So, Cole, we thought we would assign you a buddy for the next two days. Someone who could take you around the city and make sure you were taken care of while you were here with us." Jackson crossed his arms over his chest and watched me inquisitively.
"I like that. Can it be Alexis? I was going to pick her brain about a couple of things we talked about at the conference in our spare time anyway." I
"Sure." She got up and walked stiffly to the door.
I followed in silence, letting my eyes move down to the perfect swell of her ass. The need to reach out and claim what already felt like it was mine wrapped around me tightly. Damn. I wasn't going to make it through the trip with my logic intact and my hands to myself. Every inch of me wanted to be pressed tightly against her.
"How was your flight?" She walked into the small kitchenette and pointed to the coffee maker.
"It was good. I slept most of it, but that's what red-eyes are for, right?" I walked over and grabbed a cup before shifting a little so I could see her better. "How have you been?"
"Good. I feel like I owe you an apology." She glanced down at the floor, softening me. "I shouldn't have been so crude the last time we saw each other."
"No, it was good." I pressed the button on the coffee pot and moved over to stand in front of her. I left just enough space to remind her that we weren't together, but should be. "I think if you would have stayed, I'd have offered you a ring. It would have been embarrassing to be turned down."
A smile lifted her lips as she glanced up at me. "You're incorrigible. You know that?"
"I'm also working on not getting hard at the sight of you." I reached out and touched the side of her face. "Every night since you left me laying there I keep imagining a different ending."
"Oh yeah?" Her eyes darkened a little. The woman had far too many parts to her personality. I could spend forever trying to figure her out and never scratch the surface. Such a beautiful complexity had my heart constricting in my chest.
"Yeah. I wish you would have crawled back up on the bed and ridden my face before leaving me there hard and bothered all night. I had three or four more condoms with your name on them." I shrugged and turned back to get my coffee.
The sound of her soft laughter caused me to smile.
"You're not going to let me get by over the next two days without feeling this overwhelming need to bend over the closest structure for you, are you?" Her words drove a stake of desire through me and caused my cock to grow thick and hard.
I turned and adjusted myself as I tilted my head and smiled at her. "You're such a bitch. You can hide how wet your little tight pussy gets when I walk into a room, but you know I can't hide this monster."
She took two steps toward me and reached out, stroking my dick and adverting her eyes down to it.
"I can't stop thinking about this. How badly I want it in every opening in my body." She licked at her lips and dragged her eyes slowly back up to mine. "You wouldn't deny me, would you?"
I smiled and leaned down, nipping at her lips. "Never. Now, fucking behave and let’s get through this morning together. After that... you're mine for the night."
"Maybe." She stroked me once more and turned to walk out of the coffee bar.
I turned back toward the counter and picked up my drink, taking a tentative sip and letting out a long sigh. The fear that she would treat me like a stranger was all but gone. There was only excitement to take its place. Every wicked fantasy I'd had over the last few days had her front and center, wet and shaking for me in various positions. She might think herself a recovered whore, but I was praying I could get her to act out a few things for me that might put her body at ease and fuck up her mind real good.
After taking a few more minutes to get my heart to stop racing, I picked up an empty folder and walked back to the conference room, holding it in front of me.
"So, Cole, we thought we would assign you a buddy for the next two days. Someone who could take you around the city and make sure you were taken care of while you were here with us." Jackson crossed his arms over his chest and watched me inquisitively.
"I like that. Can it be Alexis? I was going to pick her brain about a couple of things we talked about at the conference in our spare time anyway." I
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