Jasmine couldn’t find her voice. It was stuck somewhere in the pit of her stomach, pushed there by Ethan’s ravenous tongue only moments before. “Yes.” She braced herself against his knees, fingers digging into the expensive material of his trousers. “Fuck me. For the love of…”
“Any woman can ask me to fuck her.” He still whispered in her ear, and for a second Jasmine thought his tongue would play with it until she came in excitement right there. “It takes a special woman to entice more than the man out of me. Can you do that?”
His hands squeezed her, and Jasmine shivered at this delightful, powerful touch. I bet he initiates his secretaries on the first day. She could see it now: a beautiful blond, or maybe a brunette like her, called into his office to take notes. Yeah, notes on his cock. What did Jasmine have to do to get a job like that? Her hands pushed forward against his legs, the rest of her quivering as she came dangerously close to his groin.
“Now, now.” Ethan’s hands fell from her shoulders and took both of her wrists. “You want that? I don’t know if you can handle it.”
If any other man said that, she would laugh. What a big game he talks! What, did he think he had the biggest one in the hotel? I hope so. Jasmine knew it wasn’t just about the length. Girth helped. So did a good pair of hips that knew how to thrust. A total package was rare, but she was willing to find out how talented Mr. Ethan really was. “I can handle it,” she said, teasing her lips against his. “I can handle it anywhere you put it.”
Was it working? Was her seduction worth it? Jasmine knew she still hadn’t reined this man in. He toyed with her, but he could ask her to leave at any moment. How many women had he been with? Nope. Don’t wanna know. Thinking about it would only make her feel nervous about trying to please him. How could she compete with who knew how many women?
Ethan coiled her hair around his fingers, tugging on her scalp but not quite pulling against her roots. “Prove it.”
She didn’t have to ask what he meant. So close to his body, Jasmine instinctively knew what this man wanted from her. They’re all the same like that, I guess. Not that she was complaining! Jasmine was a woman with every intention of unzipping those trousers and having the time of her life. The more this man played at denying her, the more she wanted it.
This time he did not stop her when she pushed her hands toward his hips and grabbed the waist of his pants. The zipper was easy to find. Jasmine kept her eyes locked on his, fingers slowly pulling down Ethan’s zipper while his eyes became more ravenous. For her.
Yes, it was working. All Jasmine had to do was seal this deal and get what was rightfully coming to her.
He was hard in her hand when she drew him out. I approve. Jasmine was not disappointed, and he wasn’t fully erect yet. He also pretended to not be impressed when Jasmine wrapped her palm around him and scooted closer to the couch, her head lowering so she could gauge his response. Oh, he pretended. Those cool eyes, those taut lips. The rest of him betrayed his excitement, however. No man could resist a woman about to serve him like that. Especially when she propped her chest on his lap and licked his tip.
While he didn’t come undone, Ethan did shiver slightly enough to let her know that she was on the right track. Jasmine finally closed her eyes and gave herself over to pleasing a man in the most intimate way she knew how. When she woke up that morning and made this decision, she knew this was a possibility. Good thing Ethan not only smelled great but also felt good in her mouth, her lips, tongue, and cheeks wrapping around as much of his girth as she could stand. The farther her hand went toward his base, the harder it was for her fingers to meet her thumb around him. Holy shit, man. Holy shit. He didn’t look that big, but Jasmine also didn’t have a tiny mouth or hands. With her breasts rubbing back and forth on Ethan’s trousers, ripple after ripple of arousal soaked her skin and went straight to her center. Her biggest hope was that he didn’t spend himself too soon. Not before she got hers, anyway.
Ethan held the back of her head with one hand and pulled his tie off with the other. He didn’t say anything, but the grunts of approval in his throat told Jasmine that she was on the right track. The tie draped around her neck, almost as thick as his cock in her mouth. When Jasmine shuddered again, she tasted something new in her mouth, and sure enough Ethan felt comfortable enough to share a part of himself with her tongue. Getting there…
“Keep it up,” he said, a growl echoing beneath his words. “You said you could take it?”
Jasmine opened her eyes and looked up at him as if to say, “That I did.”