“You’ll need everything I can give you. Pants, jeans, they’re all banned.”
She glanced over her shoulder at him. “Banned? Why?”
“Easy access, baby. I don’t want you wearing anything that will hide you.” He checked out her body.
“You do know some men would find my weight a problem.”
“That’s their issue, not mine. I love what I see, and I intend to see it a whole lot.”
She went through a couple of pairs of skirts and a few more dresses. One of the pencil skirts was too tight and he couldn’t work it up her thighs so that was in the no pile. He liked the dresses, especially the ones with a flowing skirt.
The assistant knocked on the door, and then it was time for her to try on some lingerie. His cock threatened to tear out of his pants, his arousal getting harder every passing second. When she gave him a twirl, dressed in a bra that offered her tits up, and a thong, he was close to losing it.
“Spin around for me.”
She turned her back toward him.
“Bend over.”
“Drake, come on.”
“Bend over. I don’t like repeating myself.”
He saw her eye roll and smiled. She may play the role of hating this, but he knew her. Mira loved the attention. She had a dirty side.
He was glad.
The thong shaped between her ass cheeks perfectly. He wanted to fuck her ass. Damn it, he just wanted to take every single part of her, to own her. Getting to his feet, he closed the distance between them. He cupped her face, sinking his fingers into her hair. Tugging her close, he slammed his lips down on hers. As he plundered her mouth with his tongue, he felt her moan.
He broke the kiss first, trailing toward her ear. “I want your mouth wrapped around my cock.” He pushed down on her shoulders until she was on her knees before him.
With his gaze on hers, he released his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and slid down the zipper. In swift movements, he had his cock in his hand and wrapped her hair around his other fist.
“Open your mouth.”
She did as he asked and he fed her his cock, sliding across her tongue.
“Suck it,” he said.
She covered his length and her eyes were on him as she sucked him into her mouth.
He held her hair as he began to thrust. Her inexperience began to show, but he didn’t have a problem with that as he watched her. This just made it all the more arousing to him.
“Don’t use your teeth. That’s it. Good. So good.”
She moaned around his cock and he started to thrust harder into her mouth, making her gag as he hit the back of her throat.
Once or twice, he stayed at her throat, making her feel him there, taking most of him.
“That’s right, baby. Suck it. Let me go a little deeper.”
Tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes, but she took him.
“Fuck, I’m going to come so hard,” he said.
In and out, he thrust, feeling the tightening in his balls as he neared his release. Gritting his teeth, he slammed into her mouth and spilled. Her throat worked hard to swallow him all down. She moaned around his length as she did.
A few droplets of cum leaked out of the corner of her mouth. He eased from her mouth and used his thumb to gather up the droplets. “Open up.” He slid them across her tongue. She licked him clean. “Is that the first cock you’ve sucked?”
She nodded.
Going to his knees in front of her, he cupped her face, tilted her head back, and took her lips once again. He just couldn’t get enough of her. All he wanted to do was consume her.
He pressed a kiss to her nose. “I like this outfit.”
“Me too,” she said.
He noticed once again she didn’t touch him, nor had she initiated the kiss. She held herself back from him. What would it take to get her to relax for him? To want to touch him. To initiate a kiss.
Running his thumb across her lip, he stared into her eyes, trying to figure her out. He could read so many people because they were an open book. Mira, she was difficult. He had a feeling money didn’t impress her. She’d only come to him because of her brother. She was humble, unlike other women he’d known.
She didn’t put a price on her body, not really. He’d been the one to do that. All she wanted was her brother’s safety. This was another reason he wanted her love, craved her acceptance and submission.
He didn’t know what rules to play by with this woman. She got under his skin.
Drake let her go and took a step back, then another until he was back on the sofa. “Continue,” he said.
From the way she pressed her thighs together, he was glad she was aroused. He wanted her to be desperate for him. Soon, he’d have every part of her all to himself.
Chapter Six
Mira waited for the elevator, tapping her foot and checking her watch. Nigel’s building was nothing compared to Drake’s home. If the elevator wasn’t broken, it was ridiculously slow. After waiting for five minutes, she decided to take the stairs.
Once alone in the stairwell, surrounded by concrete, she got an uneasy feeling. The joys of being a single woman in the city. After being bullied half her life, her nerves were permanently frayed. When she heard a door above her creak open, she hoped it wasn’t some creepy guy. Her heart began to pick up. If she needed to scream, the sound would probably be drowned out by the enclosed space.
She should have just waited for the damn
