I continue to pleasure myself and his mouth returns to my aching peaks, grazing my nipples with his teeth, and sucking my swelling breasts. The sensation is almost too much to take. He pulls my wet fingers out again and presses them into his mouth, his firm, full lips closing around my fingers. He sucks on the tips and circles his tongue around them. “Hmmm.” His baritone growl vibrates through my fingers, coursing through my arm and straight down to my inner thighs. Kalin slides his fingers to my aching walls this time, pressing into my g-spot and sending a current from my center that washes over my entire body.
“Oh, my God,” I moan. “Please. Please.”
He smears his fingers, wet with my essence, over my areola, and then he licks it up with his tongue. His eyes sparkle with delight, and his lips come down on my nipple, sucking the juices he smeared over my breasts while my body writhes against the sofa. “Please,” I beg.
Kalin presses his lips between my breasts, trailing kisses slowly down my breastbone, licking and tasting me along the way in warm wet tingles down to my stomach and to my waist. Running his tongue just above my mound, he continues his erotic assault, gliding down to my glistening center. “Just tasting you drives me crazy, baby. Now I have to have all of you.” He flicks and darts his tongue over my clit, and gently tugs at my pubic hairs. When I am ready to come, he stops. I wriggle from desire on the sofa, and Kalin stands and begins unbuttoning his jeans. I watch him with aching want. He pulls a sleeve of condoms from the nightstand and rips one off.
Kalin rolls the condom over his diamond-hard erection, and I am already on the verge of a seismic orgasm when he angles himself over me and with one powerful thrust drives his swelling cock into me. He thrusts himself into me again. The tantalizing sensation sends me over the edge, and I moan in delight as he pummels me with one savage thrust after another. Throbbing waves of pleasure build higher and higher until he finishes me off with a towering orgasm that explodes into a blinding light of ecstasy. He continues to pummel me as molten heat burns liquid fire through every nerve and fiber of my being. The eruptions blend into one climax after another and possess my shuddering body. Kalin thrusts back and forth, faster now before he braces himself and inhales deeply. He explodes into me and presses up on the sofa while the powerful orgasm rips through him. His eyes close tightly while pleasure washes over his body. He lets out a deep growl before he falls beside me, joining me in the heavenly place only we inhabit.
He exhales in relief and kisses my shoulder, now glistening with sweat. I toss my hand beside my head and allow my ragged breathing to steady. Kalin presses up from the sofa and puts on his jeans. He shakes his head while he dresses. “As incredible as this was… as incredible as you are, this is not the reason I brought you here, Annabelle. You’re just so damn beautiful. I had to have you.”
“I thought you were showing me the fringe benefits of working for you,” I tease, still catching my breath.
“That is exactly why I brought you here. All of this, whenever you need it, is yours.” Kalin extends his hands between working the buttons on his jeans.
“You’re kidding.” I shake my head slightly and I feel my mouth slacken. “Kalin, I still don’t know what I’m doing here. I mean, the sex is great. You’re great. But I don’t know what I’m doing with your company.”
“And that’s the other reason I brought you here, Annabelle.”
I shift toward him and frown.
“I do have ulterior motives.”
“What do you mean?” Was Lia right? Was he going to tell me about his dark dungeon now?
Kalin fastens his belt, and reaches for his T-shirt. God, he’s just beautiful. I try to focus on what he says while my eyes roam over his chest and flat, rippled stomach. If he’s using me it’s really not such a bad deal, I muse. He says, “I want to tell you the truth about why I selected you to be my marketing specialist.”
I pull my jeans up and pull my shirt over my shoulders. “Should I be running for the door now?” I smirk as I button my shirt.
“Sure. You can even keep the cash bonus.” He rummages around in the kitchen and brings me a bottle of water. “But I prefer that you stay. And I prefer you give me a chance to explain exactly what is happening.”
“Okay,” I acknowledge, taking the water.
“Would you like a glass of white wine?”
“Yes, please.” I straighten up and toss my just-fucked hair over my shoulders. Kalin looks wonderfully delicious with his tousled hair and chiseled body, and I wonder how I must look. I focus my attention back to him. He pours us a glass of wine and turns back to me.