by Jenna Chase
He knew what he wanted. I’d always liked that about Jarrod. But I’d never expected that he wanted me.
“You haven’t answered my question,” Jarrod said as he kicked the computer chair out from between the two of us.
He wasn’t afraid of pushing the point home either when he had the advantage. He clearly had the advantage now, even if he did stand in front of me with nothing but a sexy smile on his face.
It didn’t take the eye of an artist to see that Jarrod’s body was perfectly proportioned.
My eyes travelled from the swathe of muscle across his broad shoulders to the tight pinch of his waist, then on down to his hips and across the flex of muscles of his toned stomach. For someone who spent his time sitting in front of a computer screen, Jarrod looked as if he spent an equal amount of time in the gym. Long, muscular legs that looked as if they had energy to burn completed the picture. I could just imagine the powerful way his body would drive his cock deep inside of me.
My knees went weak as Jarrod took another step closer.
He began to untie the knot of fabric that held the layer of cotton anchored to my body. I was powerless to resist him and he knew it.
“I don’t think you want to sketch me now,” he purred as the thin piece of material fell away from my body leaving me in nothing but my soaked panties.
Jarrod’s hands found the heated flesh of my breasts and my nipples peaked into hard little nubs. Goosebumps prickled my skin, but I wasn’t cold.
The heat of my desire flooded my body. All I could think about as Jarrod’s lips found mine was how his cock would feel as it filled me.
“I’ll sketch you later,” I whimpered as Jarrod’s lips fell to my breasts. Little butterfly kisses trailing their way from one to the other.
He took my hand and I followed him to the large bed in the middle of the room.
Jarrod pulled back the covers and lay me down on the expanse of cool cotton. He hooked his fingers into the thin material of my panties and pulled them away.
I lay in front of him.
Naked.
Vulnerable.
“You’re perfect,” Jarrod said as he climbed onto the bed and lay on his side next to me. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do this?” He trailed his finger from my heart down to the tip of my hip and my body shuddered in response to his touch.
“No?”
“For the longest time…” The balance of the words were lost as Jarrod’s mouth and tongue followed the path of his fingers down my body. He dipped his face between the heat of my thighs and I sucked in a breath as his fingers and then his tongue connected with my soft folds.
I closed my eyes and surrendered to the intense feelings of pleasure that began to course through my body. My hands gripped the sheet tighter and tighter as Jarrod’s expert mouth and fingers began to bring me to a climax.
In what seemed like seconds, my entire body began to tremble. My breath came in short, shallow bursts and I began to pant.
I could hear moaning and I couldn’t be sure who it was coming from, me or Jarrod.
When he slipped his fingers deep inside me and began to massage my g-spot it was the undoing of me. My body bucked in wild abandon and I allowed the pleasure to wash through me over and over again.
It may have been a few moments or quite some time later when I became aware of my surroundings. I lay on my side, Jarrod tucked up behind me, his body spooning mine. I could feel the long cord of his erection lying against the small of my back.
His fingers were stroking the side of my neck.
I rolled onto my back and then pushed Jarrod so he lay flat against the bed.
“My turn,” I said. Jarrod rewarded my words with a lopsided grin. He slipped his hands back behind his head and lay waiting for me to have my way with him.
I climbed on top of his body, pressing my still swollen clit against the solid base of his cock. I rocked myself against the hard flesh while I traced my fingernails across Jarrod’s muscular body.
He moaned.
“There’s a condom in the top drawer,” he said pointing towards the small table that sat at the side of the bed.
“I want to taste you first,” I replied as I ran my fingers over his body again and watched the flesh quiver under my touch.
I slipped the soft, velvet tip of Jarrod’s cock into my mouth and he moaned and arched his back, pushing himself deep into my throat.
The sensation of having control over this powerful man tore through me. My desire to feel him take possession of me ratcheted up to unbearable.
“I want you inside me,” I moaned.
Jarrod had a condom out of it’s foil packet and on his huge cock before I had another chance to think.
He flipped me onto my back, pulled my leg across his gorgeous shoulder and began a tortuous assault of my body with his cock.
I gasped as he entered me.
He filled me.
There was nothing but Jarrod.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he murmured as he slid himself in and out of me.
He let go of my leg and I pulled his mouth down on mine. Jarrod’s tongue filled me the same way that his cock plundered my receptive body.
“Fuck me,” I moaned. I wanted him to take me hard and fast.
Jarrod didn’t need much encouragement.
Our bodies slammed together with the heat of our pent up lust.
When I didn’t think I could stand it any longer, I surrendered again to a massive orgasm, the world vanishing in an explosion of light, sound and pleasure.
Jarrod’s body shuddered in an intense climax not long after my own subsided.
We lay together and drifted off to sleep, our bodies slick with the heat and exhaustion of our coupling.
Epilogue - Jarrod
It didn’t seem like six months ago since Brie and I left the launch party.
We made long, languid love for many hours that night and we never did make it to the office the following Monday morning.
The rest of the team knew something was up. The two of us were always at work, no matter what.
We didn’t care me and Brie. We spent the weekend getting to know each other on many new levels.
Brie sketched the view and she sketched me.
It turned me on. Having her looking at me like that. It took all of my resolve to sit there, unmoving, so she could capture what she called my essence.
We talked about our future and I asked her to commit not just to me, but to the company.
She surprised me by agreeing to both propositions.
Today, we stood in front of the team ready to come clean about what had been going on between the two of us. I didn’t think it was anyone’s concern, but Brie had insisted.
As usual, she won the argument.
We were in the middle of a pizza and beer night. Everyone knew something was up.
“So,” Brie said taking the lead, she was better with people than me, another reason that I loved her. “Jarrod and I.” She stopped and looked at me and then looked at the team. “Jarrod and I have a formal announcement to make about the company.”
Maybe she wasn’t as good with people as she thought. I decided to put her out of her misery.
“Brie’s agreed to become a Director of the company and she’s also agreed to become my wife.”
“Like we haven’t worked that out,” one of the lads yelled from the back of the room.
“Well,” Brie recovered her composure, smoothing out the creases in her full circle skirt. It was one of those 1960’s skirts with a poodle running along the hemline. All I wanted to do whenever she wore that skirt was slip my hands up under the lace to the enticing heat that I knew lay beneath.
“It wasn’t something that I wanted to announce via email,” Brie said. “It concerns you all, but we wanted you to know that it’s business as usual around here.”
Until we take time off to get married, I thought. I hadn’t contemplated leaving the business at all until Brie came i
nto my life.
For the first time ever, I found myself looking forward to spending more time away from the office and out from in front of my computer screens, with the woman who’d captured my heart.
~*~ The End ~*~
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