“Roderick…”
She breathed the word into my ear as I shoved myself home, spearing her all the way to the core in a single glorious stroke. She was impossibly wet. So warm and eager to receive me. The perverse pleasure of taking her so abruptly and completely wracked my body, causing me to shove my face into her neck and grind as hard as I could, screwing the breath from her lungs as I moaned, uncontrollably, into the tender flesh of her shoulder.
It’s okay…
I pulled back and pierced her again, plunging the entire length of myself inside her. I did it over and over again, as her hands clawed my back. My lips planting dozens of frantic kisses along her hot skin as I whimpered and moaned through the forgotten pleasure of being this close and intimate with a woman again.
It’s more than okay.
Lightning flashed outside as Karissa began bucking into me, meeting my every thrust with the roll of her sexy hips. One of her hands found its way into my hair. She dragged her fingernails gently along my scalp, clutching me in ways that were more tender than possessive. She pulled my face back as the thunder struck, and placed her forehead against mine.
She understands.
All at once, she had full control. Guiding our movements, she blinked those long lashes against my cheek and looked deep into my eyes.
“It’s okay…”
They were her words now, not mine. Somehow plucked from the recesses of my own mind.
She smiled, and her face lit up with tranquility and enjoyment. The calm I saw there slowed me down. It brought me back from that frantic place, where any enjoyment on my part could only be brief and fleeting.
“Let me hold you.”
Her fingers slid down along my face. They scratched through my beard, and brushed lightly over my lips. Then they stopped to cradle both sides of my chin.
Oh…
It felt amazing, sharing this moment. Being so deep inside her, my cock all snug and warm and beautifully buried, while our souls reached out to each other on a much different level.
Oh wow.
Her body was so smooth, so strong, so curvaceous and supple. And I fit so perfectly between her legs.
Like I was meant to be there.
“God, I love the way you fill me up.”
Her words were followed by the hottest, sexiest open-mouthed kiss of my life. It rocked my entire world. Left me shivering with a thousand open-ended possibilities, as her smooth, feminine jaw churned silently, sensuously against mine. She didn’t stop until she’d drank her fill. Then she pulled back, just enough so that I was still breathing her sweet, heated breath.
“You good?”
I nodded shyly, our lips still brushing. With a slow, deep roll, she began grinding beneath me again. The connection between us was electric. Every movement was incredible.
“Now…” Karissa smiled demurely, twirling a lock of my hair with one lazy finger.
“Make me come.”
Nineteen
KARISSA
Roderick had always been something of an enigma to me. He was sullen and serious, but he could also be funny at the same time. His humor was bitingly sarcastic, and his poker face was the best around. As a result, you never knew where you stood with him. He could love you or hate you, the expression was always the same.
But now…
Now I was starting to figure him out.
Of course, it only took screwing him. Or to be more accurate, not just screwing him but actually making love to him in some deep, obscure way. The third of my three bosses was definitely the most complicated, and I’d always found guys to be very simple creatures. Sure they were needy sometimes, but their needs were unsurprisingly direct. Easy to figure out.
Roderick however, wasn’t like that at all. There was a lot more to him than simple guy stuff. His story — whatever it was — ran deeper than any other guy I’d ever slept with or dated.
And that’s because Roderick was damaged.
I wasn’t absolutely certain of my theory, but I was pretty damned sure. As a person he was overly emotional and strangely sentimental. Defiant. Deep. Wonderful.
Definitely wonderful.
It seemed crazy to sleep with him, considering what had happened so far. I’d had my first ever threesome with Bryce and Camden, and now I was screwing the only one of my bosses I hadn’t messed around with yet. If there were a ‘trying my best to fuck up a good thing’ award, I was definitely in the running. Maybe even a shoe-in.
Still…
There was something special about this man that drew me to him in close, emotional ways. An intangible kinship. Something that made us the same.
That, plus he was just hot as fuck.
I thought about these things as he thrust even deeper into me; my third lover in two days. Between his chest, his shoulders, and his fierce black beard, Roderick reminded me of a sexy Greek god. Maybe a young Zeus, judging by all the lightning.
BOOM!
Thunder struck again, followed immediately by more jagged streaks of silver, criss-crossing the sky. The room lit up, and I could see the bead of sweat dripping off the tip of his nose. His eyes were this fierce green-blue. The color of a stormy sea.
So… maybe Neptune?
Either way, he was working me over. Drilling me long and hard, until I felt that familiar tingle sweeping upward from a place deep in my belly.
Oh fuck…
The rush of fire was quick this time, and I bit my lip and let it do its thing. My limbs went stiff as my eyes unfocused. Somewhere in the distance thunder roared, and I could hear myself scream.
Then I came like a demon… all over Roderick’s thrusting, churning cock.
“Unnnghhhhhh…”
The sound I made was desperate, almost strangled. I clutched him tightly through my mind-numbing orgasm, savoring the steel-like feel of his
