Perfect Chaos

Lainey lifts her head to look at me, getting no farther than my groin. A small puff of air escapes her mouth, breezing across my already volatile dick. Shit, her mouth is within licking distance. I’m about to reach down to pull her up the rest of the way, but she pulls me down to my knees on the bed. She links my hands around her back and starts to move onto my lap, and I help her, hissing when my cock gets the first divine brush of her naked flesh. My breathing abandons me again. And Lainey’s must have too, because she starts to shake in my arms, her fingers laced and locked around the nape of my neck. Our noses touch and both of our eyes flit across each other’s faces.

“Still want to get me out of your system?” she asks, kissing the side of my mouth.

I shake my head in wonder and let my hands smooth down her hips to her bottom. She’s teasing me. Trying to resist her before she was naked on my lap was the challenge of my life. Now? There’s no way. I squeeze her bum and make myself move, laying her on the bed and securing her wrists above her head. I press them into the mattress, my way of telling her not to move, and sit up, reaching for my bedside table. I find a rubber, rip it open, and roll it on while she watches me. Then I reach forward and knock her legs apart, making room for me. Dropping to my forearms, I get my face close to hers. “Still want to get me out of yours?”

“I don’t think that’s possible.” She levels serious eyes on me, and my hearts leaps like it’s never leapt before. “And that’s a frightening prospect.”

Her statement gives me pause, and I study her for a moment, seeing mystery looming in the backs of her eyes. “Why is it frightening?”

She glances away, only very briefly, but it’s enough time for me to conclude that whatever she says next is going to be a lie. “Because you’re my boss.”

I nod, despite being more than unsatisfied by her reply. I get the feeling that me being Lainey’s boss has nothing to do with her staying away from me. I’ve never made it my business to read women. I’ve never been interested enough. So I definitely shouldn’t be now. But a misplaced instinct is desperately trying to find answers to so many questions.

She looks away from me again, and this time she doesn’t look back. She’s knows what I’m doing, what I’m thinking. I can feel her physically withdrawing, as well as mentally. The loss stings for reasons I’ll probably never fathom. She’s shutting down, and I get the feeling that any more talk will have her running. So I do the only thing there’s left to do. Fuck her. Like I need. Like she wants.

Lifting my hips, I let my cock fall into position, gasping when the tip immediately finds her welcoming entrance. Lainey jerks under me on a small hitch of breath, but she keeps her head to the side, her eyes away from me. I’m not happy with that. So I take her cheeks gently and force her face to mine, jiggling a little when she closes her eyes, escaping me. “Look at me, Lainey,” I demand harshly, tactically pushing into her a little way. I hiss at the feel of her delicious warmth, and her eyes spring open on a yell. I nod, satisfied, and rest my arms around her head, caging her in. My hips flex and plunge me deep, and my whole fucking world explodes into a haze of potent, decadent pleasure.

“Ty.” Her hands go straight to my back and grip hard, her body arching harshly into mine. Her condition spurs me on, and I withdraw slowly before driving back in smoothly. The broken moans of pleasure saturate my hearing, leaving room for nothing else, as I slowly build the pace. The long-lost feeling of pleasure makes me instantly dizzy. Except it’s a more intense pleasure. It’s more powerful, more mind-blanking. I have weeks’ worth of climaxes building, and they’re going to combine and burst out of me collectively. It’s going to take everything I have to get through it—to keep myself together while I ride my release.

Her hands quickly move to the tops of my arms, and her nails dig in, making me grind my teeth, her eyes going round and panicked. She starts to shake her head, her face twisting like she’s in pain. I know how she feels. My cock is swelling by the second, probably stretching her wide. “Come on, Lainey,” I growl, lowering my mouth to hers and kissing her softly, despite my pace getting more frantic. “Take it, baby.”