Page 57 of Long for Me
Her lips pulled to one side and she tapped on the screen. “You’ve already rescheduled it twice, although the first time was his change. The commercial property you’re talking to him about is by the DeltaPlex. Not sure it’d be smart.”
The DeltaPlex was where all the concerts and minor league sporting events were held. Property along that stretch was a premium. Losing that would be a hit.
I hit the mute button and leaned forward. “Sorry about the wait, Anderson. I was talking to Rebecca, and unfortunately, I can’t make the board meeting last minute.”
“Ah, that’s not so good. I think if you could be there, especially with your enthusiasm for the project, we’d be able to move forward immediately.”
“Bummer,” Rebecca whispered.
I hugged her tighter onto my lap and kissed her temple. She smelled like my mother’s bubble bath, which I needed to erase immediately.
I covered her mouth with two of my fingers.
“I understand, Anderson.” I turned back to the phone. “That’s why I’m sending Rebecca.”
Beneath my fingers, her lips parted. I used her surprise and pushed them into her mouth. “Suck,” I mouthed, her eyes wide as saucers. Leaning closer, I whispered into her ear, “Pretend it’s my cock.”
Anderson prattled on about the time of the meeting. I ignored him, too lost in the movements of Rebecca’s mouth working my fingers like she needed my dick in her.
“Sounds good,” I said when Anderson was done. “Rebecca will be there and if you have any questions or need anything before then, don’t hesitate to call her directly.”
We said our good-byes and once I clicked the phone off, I pulled my fingers out of her mouth.
“Are you really sending me to the board meeting? That’s a big deal.”
“I have full confidence you’ll nail it.” My praise covered her like a warm blanket. Her shoulders fell, amber eyes went soft. Her smile was a punch to the gut. Bright and wide, her white teeth gleamed like I’d bought her a Rolls Royce, not given her a professional task. “Now, get on your knees again. Facing me.”
“Yes, sir.” She grinned and slid off my lap. As soon as she was on the floor, her hands went to my waistband.
“Go slow,” I grunted, lifting my hips while she tugged on my pants. “I want to enjoy every moment of this.”
“Funny.” She looked at me and winked. Her playfulness shot straight to my balls and they pulled tight, filled with cum. “I was thinking of doing the same thing.”
“Damn it,” I groaned. My hand went to her hair, tangled in the mess she had pulled at the top of her head. She was so. Fucking. Perfect.
Her small, hot fingers closed around my dick and her lips parted. “You’re beautiful,” she whispered. “Everywhere, and I’m sorry if calling a man beautiful is a knock to your ego.”
“It’s not.”
“Well, good.” She grinned and leaned forward, inhaling deeply as she swiped her lips with her tongue. “I have to warn you, though, I don’t have a lot of practice.”
Sexy, sassy and inexperienced at giving head. Fuck, yes. It was as much of a turn on as it was the night I’d learned she never been spanked.
I thrust my hips up, unable to stop arching for her mouth, her wet, hot haven that would soon be taking me. “Fuck, Rebecca. Put me in your mouth and I’ll like anything. I swear.”
“You’re sure?”
“Tip feels better, go as deep as you feel comfortable, and get your mouth on me. Now.”
Screw slow. Knowing she didn’t have much practice at this made me want to shove my dick as I far as I could down her throat to claim her.
She licked me then, her tongue swirling around the tip, the ridge and fleshy area at the bottom. “Holy shit,” I grunted.
I forced my eyes to stay open, even though it took everything I had to not relax into the feel of her soft hands, the movement of her tongue.
She slid me in further, sucking hard and holy shit I wasn’t going to last long at all. “Damn it, Rebecca. So good.”
I swallowed harshly, and she hummed around my dick. Her eyes flicked to me.
