A teaser from my new ebook, The Merger

She began by kneeling and taking his shoes off. He seemed a little shocked by this subservient move, but he sat up and gazed down at her, a little smile dancing around his eyes. There was something primal about being at a man's feet like that, and she found herself playing up the "slave girl" aspect, looking back at him with wide eyes, slipping off his shoes and socks reverently, and then kissing the soles of his feet.

"That's nice, but there's something I'd rather have you kissing." He drew his belt through the buckle and unbuttoned his fly.

His cock resembled the rest of him: golden, tall, its broadness echoing the spread of his shoulders. She grasped it in her hand, marvelling at how small and white her hand looked wrapped around his flesh. The ruby tip was wet with his arousal and seemed to throb almost visibly with his pulse. As her lips wrapped around his cock head, he exhaled sharply, and his hips lifted off the bed. His cock lurched into her mouth, almost to the hilt. She had had the idea of slowly teasing his cock with her tongue and lips, but he clearly wanted to fuck her face. And she was nothing loath. She put her hands behind her back and gazed up at him again with that same wide eyed look. After her tightly organised days and weeks, putting control into his hands was delicious.

He started thrusting fairly gently to begin with, but before long he had her head in his hands, his fingers tangling through her hair, forcing her to move to his rhythm. Lydia could barely breathe, but wouldn't have had him stop for the world. Her hand crept back to her nipples, tugging and pinching on them alternately while her other fingers rubbed at her clit. Before long, from the oxygen deprivation as well as the sheer horniness of the situation had her bucking and shuddering under his hands. He kept pumping into her mouth, slowing his pace as her orgasm subsided.

"That was so hot Lydia, watching you come with my cock in your mouth." he growled. He stood and pressed her close to him again, his cock pushing hot and hard and wet into her stomach. He tipped her face up to inspect it. "Look at yourself," he said, that smile twinkling about his face again. Lydia looked in the dressing table mirror, and barely recognised herself. Her carefully styled hair was tangled and ruffled, her eyes were watering, and her lips were swollen from the fucking they had just endured. She wore only her knickers, the crotch darkened by her arousal. The sight made her horny again. "I can't believe that's the same ice queen who walked into the board room this morning. Come on, it's time to take those knickers off.” He picked her up easily, plopped her down on the bed, and pulled off the scrap of fabric. She let her legs spread, so that he could see every inch of her. His head lowered between them, and his tongue flickered out snakelike to taste her dew. He slid a finger inside her, and his eyes widened as he felt how wet she was. "You really like giving head, huh?"

"When it's like that," she purred back from thickened lips.

"You like getting your face fucked." he replied softly, straddling her and sliding his cock between her tits.

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