Bred By the CEO

Her entire body lit up at the suggestion. She imagined Darius between her spread legs, making her come again and again. He was a beast in the bedroom.

“I think you should show me.”

He looked at her with evil eyes, scooping her up into his arms. She let out a squeal as he carried her over to the king-sized canopy bed. His playfulness was exactly what she needed right now. They were in a bubble of time and place, away from all the negativity of the outside world. With the balcony doors still open, the sounds and scents of the ocean filled their suite. He dropped her down with a jostle and tugged off her skirt, tossing it away in a rush. Her panties came next, then he spread her legs wide on the edge of the mattress. She was still half dressed when he dropped his head between her thighs, his face rubbing against her pussy.

She cried out, arching up on instinct. He fucked her with his tongue, then wrapped his lips around her swollen clit. His lips were magical as he used the perfect amount of suction and friction to pull her out of reality. Her entire body was already hot for him, so the contact made her eyes loll back in her head, and a moan escaped her lips.

Rose was on cloud nine, already lost to the onslaught of pleasure. He wouldn’t let her close her legs, keeping her spread open for him as he ate her pussy. She knew he wouldn’t relent until she came all over his face. He’d told her numerous times he could live between her legs, and she believed him. It seemed every chance he got, he’d be in her panties, his mouth ravishing her most intimate parts. She couldn’t complain. He was very good at bringing her every kind of pleasure, making her feel like she was floating out of her own body.

“Do you like it, baby?”

“Don’t stop,” she said. Rose was so close, and he knew it. He’d toy with her because he wanted to hear her beg. He always got his way.

“What do you say?”

“Please,” she cried out, reaching for his hair. “Please!”

This time, he suckled her clit, flicking it with his tongue. It was beautiful torture, and as the pressure built, her incoherent thoughts scattered. Any minute and she’d fracture. She held the sheets tight in her fists, her body bracing for release. Rose needed to let go, to rid herself of all her pent-up frustrations.

She screamed as her orgasm ripped through her body, explosive and intense. He didn’t stop until every wave rocking her eased away, leaving her spineless on the bed. When she opened her eyes, he was tugging off his shirt. His delicious, hard body made her hungry again. The wanton energy still sizzled in her veins.

Her legs were still parted. She was ready for him, eager for him to fill her with his hard cock. But instead of joining her on the bed, he swapped his pants for swimming trunks. She sat up in a rush.

“What are you doing?”

“We have a private pool. Shame not to use it.” He winked at her, then walked off.

Rose pulled off her shirt and unfastened her bra. She rushed around the room, unzipping her unpacked bags and rummaging through them to find her bathing suit. They’d only arrived an hour ago, so she hadn’t had a chance to do much but enjoy the sights.

She walked out the side entrance to find a long narrow lap pool with an infinity edge. It was breathtaking. The views on this side of their suite were even more spectacular.

Rose didn’t realize how long she’d been taking in the view when Darius splashed her. “Don’t keep me waiting.”

She smiled and walked down the three steps to the landing and joined him at the edge of the pool. “Is it cold?”

He shook his head. “Take that off.”

“What? My bathing suit?”

“We’re the only ones here. I insisted privacy was our utmost concern. There’re no prying eyes.”

She looked around, side to side and every which way. Rose bit her bottom lip as she cautiously slid the bathing suit down her body. It was different being naked in the open, in the bright light of day. But rather than let her insecurities run rampant, she focused on how titillating it felt, the warm air caressing her bare skin. It felt dirty being in the open with nothing on. Darius only fueled her desire as he removed his swimming shorts and tossed the sopping wet material onto the deck. Even with the water blurring the image, she could tell he was fully erect and ready to fuck her.

“That’s a girl. Come join me,” he said.

She used the handrail and stepped into the water, taking her time, letting the warm water envelop her as she lowered into the pool. It was soothing. She couldn’t even remember the last time she’d been in a pool. Once down to her neck, she pushed forward, gliding toward Darius. It felt amazing to wrap her arms and legs around him, their wet bodies intertwining in a delicious way, her softness to his hardness.