Page 65 of The CEO I Hate

“Maybe some other time.”

“Good answer,” I said. By the time we reached my room, my cock was straining against my pants. I couldn’t resist pinning her against the door and taking another kiss. I felt her lips turn up in a smile at the feel of my body pressed along the length of hers.

Mia reached out to rub at the bulge nudging at her hip. “Hi,” she whispered softly.

“Hi,” I growled, running my teeth along her neck, not hard enough to hurt, just enough to get her to moan. We fumbled free of our clothing, and I took her in, hungrily scanning every inch of skin on display, before tugging her hair free of its tie and sinking my hands into those curls. I kissed her hard, nudging her up against the bed. She reached for my cock, pumping the length with her hand, and I groaned.

She felt so fuckinggood, and I wasn’t even inside her yet.

She sat back on the mattress, scrambling to the middle, propped up on her elbows to look at me.

I pulled back, going to the side table drawer.

“What are you doing?”

I pulled out a condom, opened it, and rolled it on.

“Ah,” she said. “Glad your brain is still working.”

“I’m guessing yours is post-orgasm mush?”

“Mm-hmm,” she hummed as I crawled toward her, sliding my hand along her thigh before dipping into her wetness again. I stared down at her as I played with her clit, forcing myself to move slowly, deliberately, watching her every shift as I eased into her pleasure again.

Her eyes fluttered, and I twisted my hand, nudging a finger against her entrance. Mia gasped, parting her legs further for me, and I dipped one finger inside, the warmth surrounding me. I knew she would be so,sogood, and I lined up a second finger, easing them in slowly, letting her adjust.

She made a breathy noise as I pumped in and out. “Faster,” she begged.

I complied, pressing against her clit with the palm of my hand beforeleaning over to suck a nipple into my mouth. Mia tossed her head back and forth, chasing her next release.

“More,” she rasped. She pulled me close, catching my mouth in a fiery kiss. “I want you.”

“You’re sure?” I asked once more.

She nodded and I removed my hand, lining my cock up with her entrance before sinking into the wet heat in one smooth motion.

“Fuck,” I gritted through my teeth.

Mia moaned as I started to move, wrapping her hands around my neck. It was all too much, too good.

The heat. The pressure. The glide. The sounds she made.

I fucked her into the mattress, our hips coming together over and over. Tension coiled at the base of my spine, and my arms ached where I held myself up, but I couldn’t imagine ever stopping. I wanted all of her. I wanted to feel her come around my cock.

I wanted her to tremble beneath me.

How had I denied myself this for so long?

How had I denied us?

“Oh, yes,” she said, her hips jerking. “Yes! Mmm!”

I braced my forearms on either side of her head, rocking into her like a piston, and her hands slipped from my shoulders as her next orgasm took her. She writhed and moaned as her walls milked me, demanding every last ounce of pleasure. I continued to fuck her through it, chasing my own pleasure, driving her to oblivion.

It had never been like this before.

Mia was…She was a dream I’d been chasing, but the reality of her was better than any fantasy.

“Liam,” she husked. “Liam…Oh!”