Over The Edge

“I owe you more than a round of golf for this, my friend.” He sounded so grateful. “Name the day and the time, and I’ll be there to pick up the tab.”

“I’ve got to look at my schedule, but I’ll get back to you on that.” I laughed a little. I didn’t know how much I would have my hands full with his daughter. But I was going to find out tonight and I was going to enjoy every minute of it.

I let Ross go with a promise that he didn’t need to call to get tabs on his daughter. “If anything serious happens, you will be the first person I call,” I promised. His definition of serious versus mine was different.

With that phone call done it left me counting down the minutes, staring blankly at spreadsheets and plans. I toyed with the idea of leaving early, wondering if it would make her sweat. But decided against it. Instead, I would consider the options of what I would do to her once I had her in my bed.

Chapter 11

Missy

My heart was pounding in my ears when I finally got back to his house. I knocked on the door and I made sure I wasn’t the slobbering mess that I had been the last time I was here. He opened the door and it was apparent he hadn’t been home long. He was in the pressed slacks and a button-down, he had already lost the tie. With the way he leaned against the door frame it was clear he wasn’t going to make this easy on me.

“Can I help you, Ms. Hamilton?”

I swallowed hard and I tried to find my confidence. “I came to return something that belongs to you?”

He looked intrigued, but he hadn’t made any attempts to let me in yet. I glanced back at the driveway, checking to make sure no one could see us. With the fence and hedges, I was sure I wouldn’t be giving his neighbors any sort of show. Nervously, I picked up the hem of my skirt and showed him just what I wanted to give him. I had made sure I was trimmed just for him, but I could feel the heat from exposing myself rising up my neck. “I wanted to return your property to you, sir.” I heard the quiver in my voice, and I hoped he wouldn’t hold it against me.

He opened the door wider and he waved me in. I dropped my skirt and stepped past him. I tried to look at his house, this being the second time I was here but I couldn’t concentrate on what any of it looked like. I was electrified and waiting for him to touch me, so I could go into shock.

“Upstairs, Ms. Hamilton,” he instructed and I followed him. It was clear we were going into his bedroom. When I saw the size of his massive bed I couldn’t keep from quaking.

He took the time to turn down the sheets and blankets before he turned back to me. “Undress for me.” His voice was a low command I couldn’t resist. Not that I had much on, the dress was something modest but easy enough to get out of. I slipped it off my shoulders so that it became a puddle around my feet. With him watching I unhooked the black lacy bra that was left of the lingerie set that I had worn today.

I could feel his eyes skimming over me before he motioned me to come forward. I kept my heels on and I tried my best to stalk to him with that same air of confidence that I felt when I knocked on the door. I was so happy when I didn’t stumble.

“You are beautiful,” he breathed before he leaned down to kiss me. It made my heart pound harder and I gave in at the sweep of his tongue against my lips. He tasted like a bitter coffee that I knew I wouldn't be able to get enough of and I couldn’t help but cling to him as his kisses became hungrier. He pulled away, deftly unbuttoning his shirt so he could strip it off. I finally got a view of the muscle beneath those well-tailored suits and I couldn’t help the quiver that shook me. I wanted this so bad.

“Get on the bed,” he instructed and I was quick to follow his order. I crawled onto the bed until I got to the middle and waited for his next bit of instruction. Instead, he continued to undress, slipping out of his slacks and eying me with an appreciation I could feel. When he came to me it was all I could do to stay still. He took a hold of my wrists and put them up above my head, “I want these to stay right here, do you understand?”

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I nodded. When he started to touch me, it was an effort to keep my hands where he put them. He didn’t hesitate from taking what he wanted from me. His cupped my breasts with a tenderness I hadn’t expected. He rolled my nipples between his fingers until they became painfully tight. His hot mouth replaced his fingers and he sucked at one breast while he toyed with the other. It was as if there was a line of fire between my nipple and my pussy. I couldn’t help but moan with each sharp pull of his mouth.

His free hand had made its way between my thighs while I was distracted by his mouth. He parted my thighs without an effort and I felt his probing fingers start to map out my heated skin. His thumb found my clit with little effort and it began to tease it mercilessly. I was so torn by it that the invasion of his fingers had caught me off guard. My hips bucked upward against his hand involuntarily, but it didn’t seem to bother him.

He worked me with his hands and mouth as if I was a machine he was intimately familiar with. It felt so good, better than I could have imagined on my own. The invading fingers curled up within me and I choked on my breath, my thighs closed and before he could pry them apart again I was coming in a gushing mess. He managed to rip an orgasm from me so unexpectedly, I felt blindsided by it.

I heard him growl in approval and before I could even reconnect with myself I felt the hard length of his cock thrust into me. It was a sharpness that had me wrapping my legs around his hips. I barely had the sense to keep my hands above my head. The thrust of his cock in me pressed his pelvis in a beating rhythm against my clit. It was going to be too much. I couldn’t not touch him.

As soon as my hands found his shoulders he stopped and before I could protest, he pulled out. He crashed down beside me and started to pull me on top of him. “You can’t listen to direction? Then this is something you will have to do.”

I was dizzy from the sudden movements, but I didn’t protest. Instead, I found his cock and I held it still so I could slide down onto him. Feeling myself spread above him was just as good as when he speared me. I carefully started a rhythm that added to the crest that hit me while riding his cock. He took a hold of my hips and spurred me on, let me have a sense of control without letting me completely lose it.

It didn’t keep me from getting lost in the feeling as I thrust myself down on him. I didn’t have it in me for restraint. The need to be sexy or anything else was lost in favor of the feeling he brought out in me. I kept bouncing, moaning as the orgasm ripped through me and left me gushing around him to the point I was locked above him. It didn’t stop him, though, he easily picked up the reins with me still hovering over him.

His thrusts were hard, and it was clear he was moving with the need to find his own completion. There wasn’t much I could do, but ride it out until he finally let out a long groan. His hips crashed into mine one final time before he relaxed, panting. I felt like I might be stuck where I was, shaking as I couldn’t seem to get everything back together.

His hands came up my back and pressed me to lay down. My muscles turned to jelly and I melted down onto him, then slid so that I was lying beside him. His softening cock slipped from me easily and I couldn’t help but notice just how wet everything felt. I knew without a doubt it came from me.

This … this was going to change how things went from now on. I knew it.

Chapter 12

Geoffrey

I felt as if I might be as light as a feather after last night. I didn’t have a care in the world after just how good the night ended. I had the flavor of her skin on my tongue and the memory of every noise she made playing on repeat in my mind. The pleasant surprise to have her squirt on my hand was something I was eager to have again when she repeated the performance while riding my cock. I couldn’t think of not needing to tap her for another late evening of work.