Chapter 19
“Do you like it?” he asked. I could taste his hunger from across the table.
I bit my lip and nodded my head at him. “Can I be excused? I-I have to do some … difficult homework for my economics class,” I said. I needed to get this damn vibrator out of me before I came in front of my parents.
“Of course, sweetie,” Mom said with a smile.
“I can help,” Mr. Williams said.
“Oh.” I grabbed the table, fingertips turning white, core tight. “No. I don’t think p>
“Mila, he’s the businessman of the company. Take advantage of him while he’s here,” Dad said.
I gazed at Dad, then Mr. Williams.
“I would love to help, Mila. Why don’t you go show me what it is that’s hard for you p>
“Okay,” I said quietly. I jumped out of my seat, crossing my legs over one another and stumbling out of the
room.
Mr. Williams followed me upstairs. As soon as I entered my room, I leaned over my bed and moaned softly. God, it felt so good.
He closed the door softly behind me and pushed me onto the bed. The bed dipped next to me. He grazed his fingers inside of my thigh, making me clench even harder.
And as his fingers skimmed across my wet panties, I whimpered. He slipped a finger inside and began rubbing circles around my clit.
“Mr. Williams, I-I …” I stuttered.
I moaned out as he pulled the vibrator out of me. His warm breath fanned my neck, and he peppered wet kisses down it. Leaning over on one of his elbows, he pushed his fingers inside of me. I gripped on to his wrist as he thrust them deeper.
The sound of my tightness being thrust into over and over made me wetter.
After a few moments, he pulled his fingers out of me and placed them on my lips. “Suck on it,” he demanded.
I wrapped my lips around his fingers and sucked my wetness off as I gazed at him through my lashes. He took a deep breath and closed his hungry eyes as he undid his belt.
“Fuck, Mila.” He crawled off of the bed, pulled down his pants, and smirked down at me.
His fingers gripped my underwear from underneath my dress, and he slowly pulled them off of me. He brushed his fingers down the insides of my thighs. I stood, craving his touch, and pressed my lips to his.
He tangled his hand in my hair and pulled me back with it. “Turn around p>
I turned around and placed my hands on the bed. With one hand, he fingered the bottom of my dress and pulled it up. With the other, he grabbed a fistful of my hair, forcing me to arch my back. He rubbed his hardness against my entrance.
“Please,” I whispered. “Please, Mr. Williams p>
He pushed himself into me slowly. I clenched the bedsheets in my hand as his thick length filled me. He wrapped an arm around my torso and groped my breast through my dress, softly tugging on my earlobe.
“You have no idea how much power I have over you, Mila,” he murmured. He thrusting into me. “Anything I want, you can and will give me, or do you want me to show your father the naked picture you sent to me p>
I gripped the bedsheets harder, thrusting my hips back against his. “What do you want p>
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Mr Williams pulled himself out of me, and I turned to him and knelt. He stroked his erection. “Stick out your tongue. You’re going to swallow for me p>
My toes curled. I gazed up at him, fingers rubbing my wetness. He took my chin in his hand, and I opened my mouth. His juice sprayed over my face, completely missing my mouth. When he released my jaw, I wiped his juice off with my fingers and sucked them into my mouth.
He smirked down at me and pinched both of my nipples in his fingers, pulling me up. I stumbled back onto the bed. He pushed his fingers inside of me again.
Someone knocked on my door.
“How’s everything coming along in there?” Dad asked.
I bit my lip, trying to hold back my moans, and dug my nails into his shoulders. He pounded his fingers deeper inside of me. I arched my back and threw my head back.
“It’s coming along.” Mr. Williams chuckled. My fingers dug deeper into his skin as I desperately tried to keep my moans quiet. “Isn’t it, Mila p>
My legs trembled as the pleasure pulsed out of me. “Yes,” I said.
I listened-quite distantly-to Dad’s footsteps padding away. And when he did, I sank into the bed and took a deep breath. This was definitely not how I was expecting this night to go.
When we finished, we walked back down to the dining room as if nothing had happened.
Dad smiled at me as we entered. “Did you finish p>
Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.