I lean forward and press my lips to her jaw.
“You’re not going anywhere until you come.”
“That’s not how it works,” she protests. “I put it on my list.”
“Fuck your list. I need to feel you. How wet you are right now. How much you liked having my cock in your mouth.”
I rock into her center again and she moans. My smile is wicked. I know I’ve won.
I don’t give her a chance to protest again. My fingers dive underneath her panties and I’m greeted by Chloe’s swollen, wet pussy. She rocks her hips again, this time two fingers slide inside her, filling her up.
“Maybe I did cheat at WordIt. Maybe after I tasted this sweet little cunt, I knew I had to win. I had to have you again and again,” I thrust my fingers in and out, harder. “Would you blame me?”
Her arms wrap around my neck, her breasts crushed to my chest as I fuck her with my fingers.
I hook my fingers inside of her and kiss her neck. She’s already so close. Sucking my dick has put her on the edge of the cliff and her orgasm is building quickly.
“Oh, God. Barrett.” Chloe’s eyelids flutter shut. Her lips part on a breathy sigh. Damn. Watching her come is a fucking privilege.
“Let go, Chloe. Show me how much that sweet pussy likes to come on my fingers.”
Her walls clench down around my fingers, squeezing me tight, then a rush of wetness slides down my hand. Fuck, yes. I wish it was my head between her thighs, lapping up her sweet juices.
My erection swells between us, but I know there’s no way I’m going to take this any further right now.
I kiss her lips gently, letting her bask in the post orgasm glow before helping her to her feet and setting her clothes right.
“That was unexpected.” Chloe sways on her feet as she adjusts her skirt. “I didn’t come here for that. I was going to give you the best blow job you’ve ever had then walk out leaving you wanting more.”
I finish tucking in my shirt and buckle my pants, then reach for her.
“Mission accomplished,” I say, placing a kiss on her lips that turns hungry in a second. Bea buzzes through on my speakerphone.
“Mr. St. Clair, Marcus is downstairs to take you to lunch,” she announces.
“I’ve got to go.” I reluctantly pull away. “Do you want a ride?”
“I’m headed home—err, to your place. I’ve got to change, then get over to the Books 4 Kids event to help set up.”
Chloe’s mention of my place being home for her, regardless of the fact that it was a slip that she quickly corrected, makes my chest expand. I have to admit that even before our relationship was physical, I liked having her there. Even when she was driving me crazy, wearing that tiny silk lounge set and fostering dogs without my approval, I wanted her there.
I kiss her again. “I’ll see you there later.”
“Sounds good.”
She smiles and pulls out of my arms.
I’ve got the strongest urge to cancel the rest of my day and leave with her. Get ready for the event with her, help her with whatever she needs. Anything to be by her side.
I watch Chloe reapply her lipstick. Velvety red coating her lips that surrounded my cock minutes ago. I’ve never had this conflict before. In the past if it was between business and a woman, ten times out of ten I would choose to pursue a deal. I worked at all hours, missed dates, didn’t prioritize anyone over my business.
Chloe is a game changer. I want to put in the effort with her. And I will.
But I’ve got a lunch meeting with Fred.
“Fred’s signing the intent to sell letter today. The first official step in SCM acquiring Voltaire Telecom.”
“Congratulations!” Chloe reaches up to plant a quick kiss on my mouth. “We’ll have to celebrate tonight.”
“Tonight is about Books 4 Kids and all your hard work.”
“We can celebrate both.” She smiles, then presses her lips to mine one last time before sailing out of my office.
I finish dressing, then move to my desk to grab my wallet.
Chloe’s list is still sitting on top of my desk. It’s complete now. The last item filled out in purple ink—BJ for Barrett—written in Chloe’s feminine handwriting, with a smiley face next to it.
I fold the paper up and put it in my desk drawer.
In the car on the way to lunch, I should be thinking about Fred and the Voltaire acquisition, but my mind is with Chloe and counting down the minutes until I see her again.
The only thing I know for sure about the Books 4 Kids event is that myself, along with other—and far more prestigious—volunteers, will be recording a read aloud that will be featured on the Books 4 Kids website and used to promote the Read With Kids YouTube channel that St. Clair Press has started to help promote early childhood literacy.