Love (Gimme 6)

“You have one right here, beautiful.” I use my finger, swiping off a bit of sauce and dipping my finger in my mouth.

“No fair.” The pout on her stiffens my dick. She has no idea how sexy she is and what’s more appealing is I know this isn’t an act.

“No?” I question, arching my brow with a challenge.

“I didn’t know licking off sauce was an option.”

A deep groan comes from within my chest. “Sweetheart, don’t tease a man like that. You can lick me anyway you’d like, but I didn’t lick you in actuality.”

“I suppose you have a point. Let’s get back to our show.” I take her plate and mine, setting them on the table.

“Nope,” I growl, lifting her onto my lap. “Not yet. You get one free lick, Hales.”

She blushes and I’m about to tell her she doesn’t have to when she bends her head and swipes her tongue along my jaw. My body wants to react and pin her to the sofa, but I remember that I gave her the right of way.

“Satisfied?”

“I suppose, but there was no sauce.” I reach down to the pizza and stick my finger into a piece just to get a bit on the tip.

“Here you go.” She slides her mouth over it, sucking all the pasta sauce off and nearly making me nut in my pants. “Damn, you’re asking to be fucked so thoroughly,” I whisper in her ear.

“We’re in your mom’s home.”

“We’ll save your pussy until we’re in Europe. Give me your mouth, baby.” I grip her hair, wrap my fingers into her long curls, and pull her face to mine until there’s no distance between us. Our lips meet in a tender soft kiss until she rocks her pussy on my lap unsteadily. I don’t know what’s got her heated, but I’m about to break all my rules and take her upstairs to breed my future wife.

She pulls her mouth back with a pop of our lips. “Sorry, I don’t know what came over me.”

“You almost came all over me,” I growl as she blushes prettily. “Relax. We can slow this down and if you don’t want to go with me, I understand. It’s all up to you.”

“If I don’t go, you’ll take someone else?”

“Um…yes.” She pushes off me quickly, but I’m too fast and catch her as she runs to the kitchen back door. I would have had her sooner, but my dick was in the way. I carry her and pin her stomach down on the counter. “Now, listen to me, Haley. I said I needed an assistant not a piece of ass. What I plan to do to you is only for and with you. I want to take you and fuck you everywhere I go which I’m sure will make every deal a little hard to make. I fired my last assistant for an attempt at sexual harassment.”

“That woman that was here.” She says it with such venom in her voice that I know she was jealous of her.

“She wanted to go to Greece thinking I’d see her as something more than she was, but that shit wasn’t going to happen. However, I’d gladly spend more time vacationing with you.”

“I’ll go.”

“That’s a good answer, baby,” I hum along her throat, cupping her pussy. “Now, next time you run from me, I’m going to strip you naked and spank that pretty ass of yours and fuck this tight little slit until it’s dripping with my cum.”

She pushes her ass back, rubbing it on my already painfully hard cock. “Damn you are asking for it.”

“Maybe I’m just trying to get away.”

“Are you trying to run?”

“Maybe…” her voice trails off. I spin her around and look into her bright hazel eyes, seeing mischief in them.

My hand comes down over her mound. She gasps and clenches her thighs together. “Don’t go coming too soon. Now let’s go clean up before we head to bed.”

“Bed? Are we sharing the same bed?”

“Yes, baby. I’ll behave if you do.” She skips off and starts picking up the dirty plates while I gather up the pizza boxes and our cans of pop. I’m not worried about my mother being home any time soon, but I still want her to feel safe.

“I’ll do the dishes. You can sit down and keep me company.”

“I never would imagine you doing dishes.”

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me, baby, but you’ll learn I’m much more than a rich suit.” As soon as the dishes are done. I take her hand and lead her to the bedroom. Although I want to drill her to my mattress, I won’t until she’s fucking sure. There’s already no going back for me, but I’m not going to rush her.

Once we’re in the bedroom, she becomes shy again and I have my answer. She’s not as ready as she made it seem downstairs. “I’m going to brush my teeth and wash up.”