What's Your Price

In and out he worked her clit, driving in and out. Drawing his fingers up, he stroked over her clit.

“How about I make you a deal?” he asked.

“What kind of deal?”

“A simple one, really. You give me a weekend in my bed, at my mercy, and in return, I’ll give you an entire week with myself at your disposal. One condition.”

She rolled her eyes. “You ask to have me, and I don’t throw in any conditions, but you’re already begging for one.”

“You don’t work. You take the week. We won’t leave the city. I’ll be yours to do with as you please.”

Her eyebrows rose. “Really? You don’t even know me, and you’ll do that?”

“Yes.”

She licked her lips, tilting her head and assessing him. He loved it when he had her full attention.

“I’ll have to talk to my bosses.”

“I’m the boss,” he said.

“Of one place, but not at the diner,” she said. The smile on her lips was becoming addictive to him.

“You really like that?”

“What’s not to like? It shows you don’t get to have everything you want.”

He pressed in two fingers, twisting them so he stroked right over her G-spot. “You’re mine, Laura. You’re too busy fighting the inevitable.”

She began to thrust onto his hand, and he worked her pussy, getting her closer to orgasm as he pressed his palm to her clit, rubbing her.

Gabe released her, sitting back. He licked his fingers, watching her. “Are you going to give me an answer?”

“You’re a bastard.”

“I know how to negotiate business.” He licked his last finger and groaned. “You taste so good.”

“Deal,” she said. “I’ll talk to Charlotte at the diner. I’ve never taken even a sick day.”

“Good.”

“Are you going to fuck me now, or are we going to talk about it some more?”

He stood up and pushed the contents of his desk out of the way. He could buy a brand-new computer when he needed to. With nothing in his way, he tugged at her dress, pulling it off her body and throwing it to the floor. He gripped the back of her neck and brought her close.

“One day, you’re going to realize you’re all mine, and when you do, there’s going to be no fighting, no negotiating.” He took her lips, sliding his tongue across her lips, and she moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Letting go of her neck, he flicked the catch of her bra. As he cupped her large tits, he broke the kiss, trailing his tongue down her body to suck one of her nipples into his mouth. He stroked back and forth, and she cried out, gasping for more.

He wanted her to crave him. He knew without a doubt, he craved her.

Every single morning, she was who he thought about, who he needed. No woman had ever made him feel this way, and he didn’t give a fuck about their fifteen-year-age gap.

Laura had been let down by everyone she’d ever known. He wasn’t going to do the same. He’d show her what it meant to belong to him.

With his fingers between her thighs, he stroked her pussy, bringing her closer to orgasm. He wanted to be inside her.

As if she read his mind, Laura attacked his pants, sliding down the zipper and reaching in to take out his cock. Wrapping her fingers around the length, she started to work up and down, getting him even harder.

“Condom,” she said as he pressed the tip against her core.

He gritted his teeth. “You’re going to need to get on the pill.”

“Never.”

He reached into his drawer, pulling out a condom. He tore into the wrapper and slid it over his cock.

In the next second, he slid inside her.

Her tight heat surrounded him, and he groaned. They both gasped.

“Fuck. You’re so tight.”

She gripped his shoulders. “Please, don’t stop.”

He pulled out of her and began to pound into her. His desk didn’t move as he had the foresight to screw it down. “Who do you belong to?” he asked.

“Me!”

He groaned. Pressing her to the desk, he wrapped his fingers around her neck, holding her in place as he started to fuck her.

“One day soon, you’re going to realize that it’s me. It’s all me.” He slammed in deep. “Touch your pussy right now.”

She reached between her thighs and stroked her clit. He felt an answering pulse as she started to come. All it had taken were a few strokes of her pussy and she came apart.

He wanted to feel her naked, skin-to-skin.

He’d planned to take her without a condom between them. In and out, he fucked her, going harder and deeper, taking what he wanted.

“Mine, Laura. You’re all fucking mine.”

He thrust into her a final time and spilled his cum into the condom.

They were both panting. He let go of her neck but stayed within her. He cupped her face, running his thumb across her bottom lip. “You will trust me, Laura.”