Taking Chloe (Vaughn)

He narrowed his eyes and spoke in a soft command. “I want to know how you pleasured yourself. In fact, I want you to show me.”

She quirked an eyebrow. “You mean you want me to masturbate for you?”

His lips curved upward at her stunned expression. “Yeah. I want you to get up on the bed and show me.” He released her hand and cupped her pussy, his other fingers still plying her nipple. “Let me see you tease this delectable body into a frenzy. This is your chance to show me just exactly what I’ve been missing.”

Chloe opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Time to show her one of the items he’d brought along for their pleasure.

Merrick released his hold on her body. She licked her lips and clenched her fists at her sides as he stepped away. He went to his suitcase and unzipped the outside compartment, then brought out a small bullet vibrator. He turned around and showed it to her.

“You brought it with you?”

He shrugged. “You left it behind when you moved out. I thought it might come in handy.”

She blinked as if trying to assimilate all that was happening, then took the vibrator out of his hand and stared at it. Merrick moved behind her and nudged her forward. When she didn’t budge an inch, he chuckled.

He leaned down and whispered, “Drive me crazy, baby. Make me pay for all those nights when I spent time at the office instead of on top of you, fucking you, making you come all over my dick.”

He wrapped an arm around her, placed his palm on her left breast, directly over her heart. It beat erratically. Merrick could feel her breaths coming too fast. He’d gotten to her. He nudged her forward again, and this time she complied.

As Chloe stepped forward and crawled onto the bed, Merrick’s adrenaline shot up. He pictured her spread out, hand between her thighs, playing with her own soft, creamy flesh. It drove him a little crazy. Suddenly, he wanted to skip the show and get right to the main event. It’d be hard, fast. He’d bury his cock so deep inside her she wouldn’t be able to walk away. Ever.

But he didn’t. It was imperative he take it slow with Chloe. To experience every single ounce of pleasure. Maybe then she wouldn’t leave him.

As she positioned herself in the center of the bed and spread her legs a few inches, Merrick realized she had her eyes closed. He didn’t want her distancing herself. He needed her to know exactly whom she was with and where they were.

“Chloe, look at me.”

Her eyelids fluttered open and she turned her head toward him. Her sensual gaze trapped him. She was so aroused she nearly left him scorched. If he had any doubts about what they were going to do, the hot look Chloe gave him squelched them.

“You’re excited aren’t you, baby?” Merrick stepped forward, his cock at eye level.

She glanced down his body and licked her lips. “Yes,” she breathed out.

Her husky one word reply let him know it wouldn’t take her long before she came for him again. “Why?” Merrick asked, as he slid a single finger over her arm.

“Because I’ve imagined this very scenario.”

Now that hadn’t been what he’d expected to hear. “You have?”

“Yes. There have been so many nig

hts I imagined you walking in on me. I fantasized about you making love to me afterwards. Cherishing me. Staying with me.”

Jesus. He’d been so blind. “I do cherish you, Chloe.”

She nodded. “I know you love me. I never questioned that.”

What she didn’t say was that she’d gotten tired of waiting for him to treat her like a wife instead of a piece of furniture. His thoughts stuttered to a halt as she grasped his wrist and brought his hand to her right breast.

“Touch me while you watch, Merrick.”

Her nipple hardened beneath his palm. “You’re so fucking sexy, sweetheart. I can’t get enough.”

He massaged his hand in slow circles over her creamy tit, squeezed the tip between his index finger and thumb, relishing the way she arched toward him. Her fingertips came up to touch his chest, but Merrick grabbed onto her wrist and held her away from him. “Show me,” he demanded.

She smiled up at him as she slowly, calculatedly, spread her legs wider. He could see the cream of her sex, the swollen labia and tempting little clit peeking out. Open and glistening. Chloe’s luscious pussy had his cock so full and ready it hurt to stand there and not jump onto the bed. He longed to forget everything he’d just said, beg for a taste of her juices. Just one lick. One suck. Hell, he’d give his left nut to drown in her sweet scent, feel her wet heat in his mouth. Watch her come as he sucked her dry.

She slid the toy between her legs, careful to keep her gaze on him. He fisted his hands at his sides in an effort for control. He heard a low buzzing sound as she clicked on the tiny massager. A smile curved her lips. Christ, what had he started?