Page 10 of Objection

Serenity

T he moment my naked body hit the bed, Kaos devoured me.

I’d had my pussy eaten before, but what he did wasn’t just sexual stimulation.

Each swipe of his tongue against my clit had every nerve in my body in sensory overload.

I melted and moaned and gasped and groaned.

My body shook, one minute from need of more and the next from not being able to take it.

By the time he finally lifted his face from between my legs, I’d cum three times, and the bed was soaking wet.

My breathing was ragged, and I was drained in the best way possible .

. . but I wanted more. Needed more. And he gave me more—he gave me all of him.

Every stroke, every circle of his hips, every graze of his lips or fingers solidified the truth of this moment, even if my mind was too afraid to admit it.

Our souls were officially connected . . . and I was officially his.

The Next Morning

I woke up with a smile on my face. For a moment, I thought I was dreaming what happened yesterday.

Kaos and I had the most amazing day together, then we danced and shared our feelings before coming back to the villa and making love.

Nasty, sweet, deep, love. It wasn’t until I felt a strong arm tighten around me that I realized it wasn’t a dream. That actually happened last night.

Gasping, I froze.

I had sex with my boss.

Oh God.

“I can feel you thinking,” Kaos said, voice husky from sleep. “Panicking. Do you want to talk about it?”

Releasing a shaky breath, I relaxed in his embrace and snuggled more against his chest. His arm loosened before he rubbed my waist and hips then cupped my pussy. Moaning, I bit down on my bottom lip and spread my legs slightly for him to lower his hand and massage my pussy.

“Are you going to fire me now?” I asked breathlessly.

Kaos laughed quietly. “I will never fire you. Do you regret last night?”

“Not at all. Last night was amazing.”

“Good . . . because I want to do it again.”

And we did. His fingers made me cum quickly and efficiently before he lay me on my back and spread my legs, using his tongue and lips to send me into my second climax of the morning.

By the time I was on my knees as he entered me from behind, any doubts or anxiety I felt about us had completely dissolved and been replaced with desire for him.