I’m gasping for air when she finally pulls back. She licks her lips and kisses my dick before climbing up onto my lap and straddling me. Her hands come to my shoulders.
I’m still hard, and her rubbing her pussy over my cock doesn’t help.
“Ride me, baby,” I tell her. I reach between us and line my erection up with her pussy.
She lowers over me slowly, her head tipping back and her mouth dropping open as she does so.
I grip her hips, mesmerized by her every movement. She’s so fucking sexy bobbing on and off me. Her tits jiggling. Her back arched. Her pink lips wet from licking them.
She’s so gorgeous. Every inch of her. Both sides of her. Emotions well up inside me as I stare at her. There’s no way I can come again so soon, but I can stay hard while she rides me. And it feels amazing. I might decide I enjoy fucking her after I’ve come even more than before. I get to enjoy the show because I’m not up inside my head.
I slide my hands up and cup her breasts, thumbing her nipples, then pinching them as she moans. The tight pink tips are enticing, and I slide one hand to her back and steady her for a moment so I can suckle her.
She squirms against me. “Colton…”
I know she wants me to let her come, and I will, but I can’t resist tasting her sweet tits first. I know she’s enjoying it too. After a minute I switch to her other nipple, treating it to the same seduction.
Eve grips my shoulders and whimpers. “Please, Sir…”
I finally release her breast. “Go ahead, baby. Make yourself come on my cock.”
She resumes lifting and lowering over me, her thighs tight from the exertion.
When I see her breaths coming more infrequently and her face softening, I know she’s close. That’s when I slip a hand between us and find her clit. “Come for me, Eve.”
She’s such a good obedient sub. Her pussy grips my cock as her release takes over, and I watch every single second.
Chapter 29
Evelyn
The rest of the weekend can only be described as amazing and relaxing. I spend most of my time little because, in my little space, I worry less. Daddy spends most of his time on the phone and looking out the windows. He doesn’t say a word to me about the imminent threat to my life because there’s no need. He’s handling it, and he worries enough for the both of us.
On Monday morning, I have to go back to work, and I’m not enthusiastic, to say the least. I shower and dress in the skirt and blouse that make me feel the most powerful and in control.
Colt jumps in the shower after me.
I’m in the kitchen making a cup of coffee for Colt when he emerges from the hallway, and I nearly drop the mug. My eyes bug out and I’m at a loss for words. The only reason I know my mouth is hanging open is because Colt smirks when he reaches me and subtly lifts my bottom jaw. “You’re drooling.” He takes the coffee from my hand, sips it, and sets it on the counter.
“You’re wearing a suit.”
He shrugs as if this is no big deal. I was aware that Davis went to his apartment and dropped off more clothes here yesterday, but I hadn’t thought much about what clothes those would be.
My man—at least for the time being—is wearing black dress pants, black dress shoes, a lavender shirt, and a black tie. So, yeah, I’m drooling. He’s clean-shaven too.
He glances down and smooths his hand over his tie. “This okay? I thought maybe the purple was a bit much.”
I stare at him before shaking myself out of whatever place I’ve gone to. “It’s…” I grab him by the tie and drag his face down to mine. I don’t give a fuck that I’m going to have to redo my lipstick, nor that I’m getting it all over him. I need to kiss him like I need my next breath.
He’s smirking again when I release my death grip on his tie. “If I’d known how you’d react to a tie, I’d have worn it all last week too.”
My gaze goes down his body and back up again. “Damn.”
His hand slides behind my back to rest just above my ass. “You’re going to have to come up with more vocabulary before we get to your office or people will think you’ve had a small stroke.”
“How am I going to get any work done with you hanging around looking good enough to eat?”
He lifts a brow. “You could eat me now before we leave and get it out of your system.” He’s joking, but I consider the offer anyway. He laughs as he sets me back a few inches and reaches for the coffee again. “I promise to stand outside your office out of your line of sight if it will help.”
I shake my head. “Not a chance. There are several single women working in my office. They’d spend the entire day hitting on you, and I’d have to kill them.”
He shrugs. “I’ll stand wherever you want, baby.”
I shiver. “Could you do me a favor and not call me baby when I’m in full-on adult mode? It’s jarring for some reason.”
“Okay. Done. Anything else?”
“Not that I can think of. Just don’t…dominate me.”
“I’ll do my best.” He cups my face. “If I say or do anything that doesn’t work for you, just let me know, okay?”
“Yes.”
He kisses me again and then turns me around and aims me toward the hallway. “Go fix your lipstick.”
I groan as I do as instructed.
An hour later, we walk into my office building and take the elevator to my floor. We’ve gone over what we’re going to say several times. In addition, I called my boss at home yesterday to give him a heads