Seduced by the CEO (19 page)

He’d thought about keeping her at the office, and
while he did value her insight and opinion, work and pleasure didn’t mix. He
loved her, but having her at the office all day, keeping the fake routine
going, he simply didn’t want to do it anymore. He wanted to kiss her and tease
her and fuck her anytime he wanted.

“You’re irreplaceable, but if I had to call you ‘Ms.
Marsh’ one more time, I was going to punch a wall.”

She leaned down to kiss him. “What’s wrong with
calling me by my name?”

“First name is not professional and your last—it’s
your ex’s.”

She smiled. “Don’t tell me you’re jealous.”

“Of that dickweed?” He rolled her to her back. “I’m
jealous he got you first. That’s all.”

“So. You’ve got me now.”

He smiled. “Yeah and I plan to keep you forever. Even
if I have to tie you to the bed to do so.”

She wiggled beneath him. “That sounds like fun.”

Micah kissed her. “What would be fun is you finally
telling me about your ménage fantasy.”

She shook her head. “One guy is it for me.”

He propped himself up above her. “I didn’t say it was
permanent. Just a few hours of fun. Who did you have in mind?”

Her cheeks tinted. “No one.”

“Gabe?” Her cheeks grew bright red as her eyes widened.
He chuckled. “Baby, it’s okay. I knew you were attracted to him from the first
moment you met.”

“How did you know?”

“You have this look. Can’t really explain it.”

He cupped her breast. It felt like forever since he’d
touched her. His thumb swiped over her nipple. “He’s hardcore, you know.”

“What does that mean, really?”

“What we did in the barn, times ten.” He met her eyes.
“He likes deprivation.”

She blinked. “You’re opposites.”

Micah’s hand slid down her stomach. “Something like
that.”

She grabbed his hand. “How do you know what your
brother likes sexually?”

Micah pushed her thighs apart. “We’ve shared women
before. He has a club in Dallas. I worked there before I purchased The Black
Rose.”

“You’ve shared women before?”

“Yes.” He pressed his lips beneath her navel. “Many
times.”

“And you’re willing to share me?”

He lifted his head. “I’m willing to give you your
fantasy.”

His thumb traced a path down her center until he
brushed her clit. He wanted to make her happy, to keep her happy. She melted
beneath his fingers.

“You were jealous of my ex a few minutes ago. Now
you’re going to let your brother fuck me?” She combed her fingers through his
hair. “That’s a mixed message.”

“I’m going to let you have your fantasy.
It’s
a few hours, not a lifetime.” He held her pussy lips
open. Moving down, he gave her one long lick.

Her body shook. He moved, repositioning himself. He
hadn’t shaved since yesterday and rubbed the stubble on his chin against her
inner thigh.

Kristin gasped, clutching his hair tighter. “Wait!” She
tightened her thighs around his head. “I need to know something.”

He glanced up at her. “Now?”

She nodded. He paused, questioning the expression on
her face. She looked like she wanted to cry.

“What’s wrong?”

“Do you trust me?”

He chuckled and kissed her inner thigh. “That question
really couldn’t wait?”

“No. I’m serious.”

He pushed her thighs back against the mattress. “Yes,
I trust you. In case you haven’t noticed, babe, you’ve got a key to my office,
knowledge of my financial information, you are the only one who knows about my
past and what occurred therein. I have no idea why you’re asking me this.”

She chewed on her lower lip. “You took the key back.”

“Actually, I didn’t. I used it as an excuse to see you
before I left.” He leaned in to swipe her pussy with his tongue.

“Wait, Micah.”

He paused again, growing frustrated. “What now?”

She glanced away and he groaned, realizing sex wasn’t
happening until the conversation was through.

“About the whole ménage thing … I just want you to
know I’d never cheat on you. I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want
you to think I was like that. I’m not. I … I don’t do that.”

He tilted his head to the side. Molly had cheated on
him. Rick had cheated on her. It never crossed his mind that she would ever
consider cheating on him with his brother. Even with the slight attraction she
had toward Gabe.

He wasn’t sure if he wanted to pick her up and hold
her or tie her to the bed and fuck her blind.

“It never crossed my mind that you would, Kristin.” He
crawled up her body and kissed her lips. “Never, and I’m okay with it. If you
really want two men to fuck you for a night of fun, then I’m game. I’ll call
Gabe right now and fly him to Denver.”

“Really?”

He reached for his cell phone on the night stand.
After finding his brother’s number, he pressed dial and put the phone on
speaker.

“What did you fuck up this time?” Gabe’s voiced
sounded rough.

Micah grinned. “Nothing. Kristin and I are back
together. I told her that I love her.”

“Now, see, that’s called growing a pair.” Gabe
chuckled. “I’m happy for you though. She’s a great woman. Maybe she can keep
you in line so I don’t have to.”

Micah glanced over at Kristin who nibbled on her lower
lip. “I know she’s great. She told me about a fantasy she has and I need your
help to fulfill it. Are you game?”

“What is it?”

Micah smiled at her. “A ménage a trois.”

“You, me, and Kristin. Yeah, I’m game for that. When
do you want to meet up?”

“Whenever you can get a flight to Denver.”

“Uh, this weekend? I have a show at the club Thursday.
Our new dominatrix needs a subject and I drew the shortest straw.”

Micah laughed. “Damn, I wish I could be there to see
that.”

“You are
not
coming to Dallas.”

“Oh, I don’t know, Gabe. I think that’ll be a show I
shouldn’t miss.”

“I’ll revoke your membership.”

Micah laughed. “Don’t let her beat you up too much.”

His brother chuckled. “Damn. You should see her. I’m
pretty sure even you would let her do whatever the hell she wanted. She walked
in and I hired her on the spot. Rumor has it she can make a man come simply by
looking at him. I believe it.”

Micah met Kristin’s eyes. “You going to bring her home
to Momma?”

“Shut up, dickhead. You know it ain’t like that.” Gabe
sighed. “Mom might have a heart attack if she found out some of the things she
did behind closed doors—or, as Thursday night will prove, before an audience.”

Micah grinned. “You’re probably right. See you this weekend.”

He hung up and tossed the phone aside. “Now that
business is taken care of, we can get back to pleasure.”

Kristin placed her hand on his arm, stopping him.
“Your pleasure first.”

Micah smiled. “I’m all yours.”

He laid back against the pillows, hands behind his
head. His hard cock laid against his stomach while he waited for Kristin’s
luscious lips to surround him. She moved between his legs, her breasts swaying
as she repositioned herself.

“You never told me what your fantasy was.” Her hand
brushed along his thigh.

He sucked in a breath. “You.”

She glanced up. “Me?”

He nodded.

“What do you mean?”

Her conversations during sex were the most frustrating
thing on earth. Complete and utter torture. Maybe she liked deprivation, too.
Mostly on his part.

“Everything about you fulfills my fantasy.” He reached
down and angled his cock toward her lips. “Now make me come.”

“You need to work on romance.” She leaned down and
swirled her tongue against the tip of his cock. “The romantic thing to say is, ‘now
make love to me’.”

He tensed. “I don’t want you to make love to me. I
want you to suck my cock and make me come.”

She gripped him and ran the pad of her thumb along the
underside of his cock. “Don’t make me tie you to the bed, Micah.”

There was no way in hell he’d let her tie him to the
bed. He released a pent up breath. “I’m losing patience.”

“Ooh. Poor baby.” She ran her tongue around the tip
then sank down, surrounding him in the wet warmth of her mouth.

He groaned. She took as much of his cock as she could.
He clenched his teeth as she drew back, her lips sliding along his rigid shaft.
Micah scooped her hair back and watched as she sucked him.

Her small hand tightened around the base of his dick
and moved up in rhythm with her mouth. The sight alone was hotter than hell. He
fisted his fingers in her hair and tugged slightly. His cock bumped the back of
her throat.

Kristin reached between her legs and stroked her clit.
Micah didn’t think he could take much more. As sweet as her mouth was, his cock
craved the feel of her pussy. It’d been too fucking long since she had come
around him.

She withdrew from his dick and pushed it against his
belly. Micah’s hands dropped to his side as she licked his balls. He barely
remembered his own name. Micah closed his eyes and dropped his head back. Next
time, he’d fuck her right.

Pleasure filled his body as she lifted his sac and
sucked one of his balls into her mouth. He was so close and didn’t bother to
fight it anymore.

Kristin licked the pre-come from the tip of his cock
and moaned. “You taste good, baby.”

Micah pushed her hand away from him and stood. Kristin
watched him closely, waiting for his next move. He stroked his dick a few times
before angling it toward her lips again. She gladly parted them and accepted
his full length.

“You have got me so fucking horny, I can’t think
straight.” He tangled his fingers in her hair and started to thrust.

She gripped his hips and held on. Micah had dreamed of
this while he was away. He wanted her all the time, to the point it was all he
ever thought about. She somehow had inched her way underneath his skin and he
couldn’t imagine life without her.

He pulled back seconds before he came and dotted her
tongue with semen. Each ripple of pleasure felt better than the last. His
breaths came in harsh gasps as he came down from the high she gave him. He
moved back and leaned down, knocking her back against the mattress.

“I love you,” he said breathless.

“I love you, too,” she said laughing a bit as she
struggled beneath his weight. “You’re crushing me.”

He pushed up from her and smiled. “I’ve missed you.”

Her hands stroked along his thighs. “This should be a
lesson to never let me go.”

He chuckled. “Not because you give the best blowjobs
on the face of this earth.”

She propped herself on her elbows. “Why then?”

Micah paused, realizing how corny he sounded. He never
talked this much in bed. Kristin sat up with a smile.

“Did I embarrass you?”

He rubbed a hand over his face. “No.”

She pushed his hand away and wrapped her arms around
him. “Your cheeks are red.”

“It’s the orgasmic high.” He tightened his hold on her
and kissed the top of her head. “You just … I just…”

She glanced up at him, resting her chin against his
stomach. “You really don’t let emotions get involved, do you?”

He pursed his lips.

“It’s okay, baby.” She kissed his belly. “I love
teasing you.”

Micah took a deep breath. “Yeah, I know.”

She smiled at him. Micah picked her up and carried her
to the bathroom. Setting her down briefly, he turned on the bathtub and came
back to her, leaning down to kiss her lips.

“I’m going to get us some wine.” He brushed her hair
from her face. “You’re turning me into a sap.”

Her smile widened. “Hardly, baby. Caring for someone
doesn’t make them weak. Neither does saying ‘I love you’.”

He rolled his eyes and kissed her briefly before
leaving the room.

****

Sex with Micah had grown into an addiction. Kristin
realized she couldn’t get enough of it, enough of him. She tilted her head to
the side as his lips pressed kisses along her neck. She had no idea what made
him want to take a bath. The warm sudsy water sloshed around them.

“I know I said I wasn’t going to officially ask you to
marry me, but I do want to get married.” He scooped some water in his hand and
splashed her breasts.

“I do, too.” She gripped his hands in hers and held
them against her tits. “And you’re right. I think I do miss having a child
around the house. Seeing and holding Macy in my arms only confirmed that.”