Marriage of Convenience (The Raven Brothers 1)

He rubbed the tip through my folds and the sensation sent a flash of fire through me. I let out a long moan. He brushed his tip it over my aching nub, making my hips buck again. God please just do it. Please fuck me.

9

Chase

I was going to combust. I couldn’t remember ever needing to fuck a woman so badly as I needed to be inside Sara.

When I’d come back from my call, I was initially amused and yes, still turned on, as I watched her move on the dance floor. Until I saw that fuckhead grind his dick against her. Then, I saw red when he didn’t listen to her and instead continued to accost her. I wanted to hit him, but managed to rein in my temper enough to push him away and get security to escort him out.

Once he was gone, I watched her dance. She was a natural the way her hips swayed, her tits bounced, and her eyes closed as if she was experiencing bliss. All I could think about was having her dance like that underneath me as I fucked her.

But she was my intern, and I maintained good behavior until she kissed me. Then all bets were off. I had to have her or die.

I laid her on the closest surface I could, once in my door and her fantastic tits were there for the sucking. I knew they’d be perfect; round and soft, with pink hard nipples.

Her panties had been wet in the car, but now looking at her pussy, I could see she was soaked. All for me.

“You’re going to be fucking fantastic,” I groaned at her response. Her hips rocked with need and her breath was coming in gasps. “You’re so tied up. You need me bad, don’t you baby?”

“Yes.”

Now sheathed, I pressed against that hot wet pussy. “Do you like slow or fast, Sara?” I wanted to pound away in a fast, furious fuck, but I’d fight to take my time to draw this out if that’s what she preferred.

She gasped and her head dropped back. I took that to mean this ride was up to me. I pushed in a little further, and her pussy felt snug and fucking fantastic.

“Mmm… you’re tight. I like that.” I withdrew slightly.

“Don’t stop,” she begged me.

I laughed, loving the desperate need in her voice.

I pushed in again, watching her face as I did. My fingers gripped her hips, and I adjusted my stance as I got ready to plunge home.

“Ready baby?”

She nodded.

I withdrew again, and then surged my hips forward until they were flush against hers. She let out a sharp gasp as I pushed past a barrier.

A barrier? “Ah fuck!” I growled as realization hit, followed by anger. “You’re a virgin?”

Why the hell didn’t she tell me? I started to pull out, but her fingers gripped my shoulders, and her legs wrapped around me.

“Don’t stop, please don’t stop.” She kissed me and her pussy contracted, sending white hot sparks racing through my cock.

“Fuck!” My body responded on its own, my hips starting to buck. I held on to her hips as I start to fuck her, harder, faster. Good Christ, it felt so good and I was speeding like a fucking freight train to oblivion. I was teetering on the edge, but I knew from experience, orgasms were a million times better when a woman’s pussy gripped my cock hard and sent me over.

“Come on, Sara,” I growl at her, partly angry for her deception and crazy with the need for her tight body to give me what I craved. I rubbed my thumb over her hard clit.

She cried out and threw her head back. Her pussy clamped down so hard on my cock, stars burst in the back of my eyes.

“Fuuuuccckkkk…” Intense pleasure raced through my body, as I pumped into her until I couldn’t imagine that I had any cum left.

When it was done, I took a moment to catch my breath. But quickly, the realization of what I’d done, and the ramifications of it, blasted through the haze of pleasure.

I stepped back, yanking off the condom, tying the end, and tossing it in the waste basket under the hall table.

“Why the fuck didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?” Jesus, it was bad enough that I’d broken the rule about no fucking staff, but she was a virgin?

Her eyes went wide with fear and I nearly felt bad for yelling at her.

She sucked in a shuddering breath as she slid off the table and pulled her skirt down then reached for her shirt and tugged it on. “I’m sorry.”

Fucking Christ. She looked so young and innocent, making me feel like an asshole.

I inhaled a deep breath to calm myself. “Why did you kiss me and… I thought you were experienced, Sara.”