Madison squirmed in her seat, threatening to close her legs, but I nudged them apart so that I could continue my teasing.
“Should we really be doing this?” she breathed out as my fingertips brushed against her panties.
“Do you want me to stop?” I replied as I turned down the street that led to my building. I gripped the inside of her thigh, feeling how soft and warm she was. I couldn’t wait to explore every inch between her perfect thighs.
Madison’s breath hitched as she leaned her head back against the seat. That was enough of a no for me.
I pulled into the parking garage, heading to the top floor. I was already hard, and I hadn’t even gotten to my penthouse yet. She affected me so drastically, but I found my sense of control. I wasn’t about to act like some horny teenager. I was going to be the best fuck of her life.
Once I parked, I got out of my car, letting her take my arm so that I could lead her into the building and the elevator to the top floor. We were not alone for most of the ride as several other occupants joined us and it was torture to keep my hands off of her. When we reached the top floor I walked her down a short hallway and approached my door, unlocking it and motioning for her to venture inside of the darkness of my penthouse. She wouldn’t get a tour of anywhere but the bedroom.
“Come here,” I said once the front door swung shut. I grabbed the back of her thighs, easily lifting her up and finding her lips for a searing kiss. Our movements were chaotic, desperate. She must’ve been keeping her own desires pent up because she was already pulling at my suit jacket. “Patience, sugar.”
She was certainly sweet. I carried her into my bedroom, leaning over to switch on the lamp near my king-sized bed. I dropped her down onto my dark grey sheets, peering down at her as I shed off my suit jacket.
“That’s a nice dress,” I said as I placed my hands on either side of her, coaxing her to lay down. “But I’d rather see it on the floor.”
Madison trailed her hands up my chest, finding the top button of my shirt and undoing it. “Take it off,” she told me, flashing a smile.
I pressed my knee up between her thighs, making a moan break from her as she tossed her head back. I secured my hand around the back of her neck, forcing her eyes on mine.
“I’m the only one giving orders here,” I told her firmly. I was running this show, and her body would thank me for that when it was trembling with bliss.
Madison nodded, her eyes flickering down to my lips. She slowly undid the rest of the buttons on my shirt, letting the material fall from my shoulders.
I wanted to kiss her badly, but I was going to make her wait. That was what she got for trying to boss me around. In fact, I had to torture her a little for all of the attitude that she had shown me. I leaned back and took her heels off before moving my hands up her legs and sides, tracing her curves.
“I’ve thought about bending you over my desk more than once,” I told her as I reached behind her to unzip her dress. I pulled the glimmering material off her body, leaving her in black panties. I smirked to cover up the look of awe that threatened to cross my face at the sight of her perfect body. “I should’ve.”
Madison seemed to tense slightly as the air hit her bare body, but she loosened up and rested her arms at her sides, letting me admire every curve.
“You thought about pushing my skirt up… moving my panties aside… having your way with me?” she murmured as she gazed up at me.
“Something like that,” I replied as I caressed her breasts, feeling how hard her nipples were. I circled one of them with my thumb teasingly, watching her back arch slightly to push her chest up against my hand. I couldn’t control myself. I leaned down and wrapped my lips around her other nipple, drawing it between my teeth.
“Oh… fuck,” Madison breathed out, gripping the sheets as her eyes fluttered shut.
I drank in her moans, wanting to incite more. I circled my tongue around her nipples, sucking and tugging with my teeth to drive her crazy. I loved making her writhe beneath me, but I was just getting started. I trailed my way down her body, pulling off her panties before settling between her thighs.
When it came to sex, I surprised a lot of women. They thought I would be selfish in the bedroom, but their pleasure was mine too. If guys actually want to stroke their ego, they need to focus on pleasing the girl more than themselves. There isn’t anything hotter than watching a woman fall apart just from my touch. It only turned me on even more. I was convinced that the guys who were selfish in the bedroom couldn’t bring women to orgasm.