Casual: Part 4 (Power Play Series Book 12)

by Kelly Harper

  “This thing is ready for me,” she says, without taking her eyes off of it.

  “Always. Every second you’re around.”

  “You’re going to give me a big head.”

  “I’m the only one getting a big head around here.”

  She looks up at me, giving me a suggestive grin.

  “I guess I’d better do something about that.”

  “You read my mind…”

  Her hand dives beneath the top lining of my gym shorts. Sensations explode into my gut as her fingers wrap around the swollen base of my cock. She grips it firmly while her other hand pulls my shorts down, releasing its full enormity.

  Women have always loved how big my dick is, but with Aimee it’s different…

  She doesn’t just love it—she worships it. There’s something about the look in her eye when she’s admiring it, holding it, sucking it, fucking it, that drives me wild. I can’t get enough. Even after she drains me of everything I’ve got, the barest thought of her is enough to get me rock hard again.

  Aimee strokes its full length while licking her lips. I want to run my fingers through her beautiful, blonde hair but I don’t dare touch her. Touching her right now would ruin the beauty of the moment. She’s perfect just the way she is.

  She starts slowly. Her tongue darts out and licks the tip a few times. She scoots in a little closer as she slides her tongue along the bottom of my shaft. When she reaches the base, her lips part and she sucks on each of my balls, one at a time. She’s deliberate and gentle. Like she’s exploring them for the very first time.

  I let out a pleasured groan.

  God, she’s so incredible.

  Her hand pumps my shaft, up and down, while she continues to suck and lick my balls. I love feeling her touching me. I love how the wetness of her mouth feels on my dick. I love how she grips me with such confidence that it feels like she’ll never let go.

  Her tongue slides from my balls to the very base of my shaft and continues to the very tip. Her beautiful, blue eyes lovingly gaze at me for a moment before she slowly licks her lips and holds her tongue out. An eternity passes without her actually doing anything.

  “Are you just going to tease me?” I ask.

  Her eyelids close and open once, ever so slowly.

  “Maybe I should show you how to do it.”

  She attempts a smile, spreading her mouth even wider.

  “Have it your way…”

  My fingers slide through her blonde hair and grip the back of her head. Her lips part even wider as I hold her in place and ease my cock into her mouth. Her wet tongue welcomes me and she lets out a soft moan that encourages me to go deeper.

  I pull her head halfway down the length of my shaft before easing her off just long enough to catch her breath. I pull her back down and Aimee swallows as much as she possibly can. The back of her throat is so tight. It feels so good it’s hard to put into words.

  “Fuck, that’s incredible,” I groan.

  Aimee’s eyes sparkle at me as she tries to force herself down even farther. Her effort is probably what turns me on the most. I’ve never been with another woman who has tried so hard to please me. It’s as if every little thing Aimee does is a deliberate effort to satisfy me.

  And it’s fucking magical.

  Just the thought of it is nearly enough to bring me to my limit. Pressure builds in the tip of my cock as I feel the beginning of a gigantic orgasm drawing near.

  I need to slow it down. I’m not ready to come yet. I still want to enjoy fucking her brains out and if she makes me blow my load right now I’m worried it’s going to steal everything I’ve got to give.

  Aimee must sense that I’m getting close. I try to pull her head back to give myself a break, but she wraps her hands around the base of my cock and goes at it even harder. She shakes my hands away as her mouth attacks my cock, sucking it more furiously than ever before.

  “What are you doing to me?” I gasp.

  She ignores me. Her head bobs up and down, faster and faster. Oh my god, it’s too much.

  “It’s too soon!” I plead.

  But she doesn’t relent.

  Her hands work in tight circles while she uses my cock to fuck her own throat. The pressure builds in the tip of my cock until it’s past the point of no return. My dick feels like a firehose about to be opened up.

  It’s fucking amazing.

  Aimee is fucking amazing.

  “I’m going to come!”

  I grab the back of her head and pull it down as far as she can go. The back of her throat tightens as she gags on the tip of my cock. And that’s all it takes to push me over the edge.

  With a loud gasp I explode cum down the back of her throat.

  Every muscle in my body tenses. My hips thrust forward, pressing my cock even deeper than I thought it could go. Aimee swallows as fast as she can to take it all. It has to be overwhelming her, but she doesn’t pull away. And she doesn’t give up. Not until she’s taken every little drop that’s given to her.

  My muscles seize one more time as the last little burst of cum launches into the back of her throat. Then my legs give out on me. It’s all I can do to catch myself on the side of the desk so I don’t collapse on top of her.

  Aimee giggles and a huge smile spreads across her face.

  “That was incredible,” she says.

  She sounds even more pleased than me.

  “You have no idea.”

  Fuck.

  This woman is everything.

  Chapter 11

  Logan

  A couple minutes pass while I catch my breath. Aimee holds herself close to me the whole time. Her cheek rests against my chest, rising and falling with each breath I take. She’s so tender and loving. It’s been a long time since I’ve enjoyed letting someone take care of me. But with her everything feels… right.

  “That was incredible,” I say. “You are incredible.”

  “You’re not so bad yourself.”

  A twinge of guilt hits me when I remember what brought us together in the study in the first place.

  “I’m sorry, again, for how I treated you earlier.” I give her a solemn look. “I should have trusted you when you came to me. I pushed you away and it won’t happen again.”

  Aimee looks almost shocked by the additional apology.

  “Thank you. That means a lot to me.”

  “You mean a lot to me.”

  Her cheeks blossom into a rosy-pink color and she looks away for a moment, but when she turns back she almost looks nervous.

  “Well, I’m glad you say that because there’s something else I need to tell you…”

  My heart beats harder as a tiny wave of panic overcomes me. She still isn’t interested in me. I fucked things up too much to fix them. This is the part where my hopes and dreams get crushed.

  “What is it?”

  “The thing is… I don’t want you to think I’m crazy.”

  “I would never think that.”

  She lets out a nervous laugh.

  “You say that now…”

  I wrap my arm around her shoulder and squeeze her tight.

  “Just tell me. I promise I’ll keep an open mind.”

  Despite the reassurance, Aimee studies me for a few long moments before saying anything.

  “I went snooping on Mara,” she says. She gives me a pained look. “Please don’t think I’m a psycho…”

  It takes me a moment to realize that this is her big news.

  “That doesn’t sound so bad. Is that what you’re all worked up about?”

  Her cringe deepens.

  “I went pretty deep…”

  My brain immediately conjures images of how deep inside of her I’d love to be right here and now. I push the thought aside. I can’t be getting all turned on when she’s trying to have a serious conversation with me.

  “Did you find anything?”

  She hesitates again, and then nods. Aimee grabs the laptop from the desk and opens
the web browser to a Facebook page for someone I don’t recognize.

  Annie Patinkin.

  “I didn’t really know what I was looking for—just anything, really,” she explains. She points at the profile picture. “I found this woman because she went to the same school as Mara. Honestly it was just a long shot… Anyway, she has this one throwback picture posted from a few weeks ago that you might find interesting…”

  She scrolls through and clicks on a picture. My stomach sinks as soon as I see the blown up image. It’s Mara at a frat party. She’s posing with a man who has his arm wrapped around her waist. I recognize the man immediately.

  Lucas.

  The muscles in my jaw ache before I realize I’m grinding my teeth. I’ve been getting played this whole time. Everything Mara told me has been a lie, all leading up to… what?

  Aimee watches me closely as my brain races to figure out all the pieces of the puzzle.

  “You’re mad at me, aren’t you?” she asks.

  The question floors me.

  “Why would I be mad at you?”

  “Because I’m sure you already know all of this… You already told me that you trust Mara and I went behind your back to snoop on her.”

  The anxiety in her voice gets to me. I take the laptop from her and return it to the desk so I can hold her close. Aimee melts into me. Her warmth is so peaceful it’s almost enough to take away the cold lump forming in my gut.

  “You were just looking out for me. I could never get mad at you for that.”

  “Not even a little?”

  “Not even at all.”

  We hold each other for a while before she pulls away. There’s still concern in her face, but I get the feeling it’s not focused at me anymore.

  “You didn’t know they had a history, did you?”

  I shake my head.

  “My people vet everyone I work with. Or at least they’re supposed to… Obviously some things were missed.”

  Aimee purses her lips in concern.

  “What does this mean for the deal?”

  “It could mean anything. But I’m sure it isn’t good. It’s going to be a long few days at the office while I piece together exactly what’s going on.”

  She looks like she’s going to say something, but hesitates again.

  “What is it?” I press.

  “I think I might know what’s going on with them…”

  I give her an encouraging nod to continue.

  “Earlier, before I came to find you, Gervas told me this beautiful story about a woman he used to be with.”

  “That’s surprising,” I say. “He’s never mentioned anyone to me. I was starting to wonder if he’s gay and insecure about it.”

  She lets out a laugh. It sounds heavenly.

  “No, he’s definitely not. The story he told me was… moving. She was a once-in-a-lifetime kind of love. I don’t think he’s ever been interested in anyone else.”

  I frown. How could I not have known something like that about someone I consider a close confidant?

  “How does that relates to Mara and Lucas?” I ask, not wanting to think more about my obvious shortcomings.

  “I think Mara is in love with him,” she says, simply.

  “In love?”

  She nods.

  “I don’t know for how long, but there’s just something about it… It feels right.”

  “What makes you say that?”

  “The way she looks at him,” she says, after a moment. “The way she acts whenever he talks to me. She gets clingy with you. At first I thought it was to make me jealous, but now I’m wondering if it’s because of him and not you.”

  “You’re telling me you think she’s been in love with him this whole time?”

  “I don’t know if it goes back to college, but maybe for a while.”

  I shift myself, suddenly very nervous. The more I think about it, the more it seems obvious that something has been going on between them for some time. It explains too much to be a coincidence.

  “You put this together because of what Gervas told you?”

  Aimee nods.

  “He told me that, when it comes to the person you love, you’d do absolutely anything for them.” Her eyes flash with uncertainty as she gazes up at me. “I think I’m starting to understand what he was talking about…”

  What she says hits me like a ton of bricks. In an instant I know exactly what I need to do.

  “Come here,” I say.

  I press a kiss into her lips. Electricity jolts through us when our lips connect. Everything feels right when I’m holding her in my arms. I don’t know how I could have ever doubted that. Maybe I was scared. Or maybe I was just being an idiot. Either way, I’m never doubting it again.

  When we pull apart Aimee studies me. She gives me a quizzical look.

  “What is it?” I ask.

  “You figured out what you need to do, didn’t you?”

  “How did you know?”

  She shakes her head.

  “Something just… changed. I don’t know what to call it.”

  An overwhelming peace settles over me—as if I needed more proof of how deep the connection between us goes.

  “I did,” I say. “Things are starting to make sense again.”

  She gives me a playful frown.

  “Well, don’t let me keep you. I’m sure you have some business you need to go take care of.”

  I cock an eyebrow and give her a sideways look.

  “Well, there is one thing that needs my immediate attention…”

  Aimee bites her lips, sending a stir between my legs.

  “What might that be?” she asks, her eyes focused on my mouth.

  “Let me show you…”

  She lets out a squeal of delight as I hook my arms around the bottom of her asscheeks and lift her high into the air before setting her on the desk.

  This is going to be fun.

  Chapter 12

  Aimee

  Logan sets me down. He’s so soft and gentle with me I barely even notice the hardness of the desk pressing against my back.

  I bite my lip and give him an innocent look.

  “What are you going to do to me?” I whimper.

  A devious grin flashes across his face as he sinks to his knees. He spreads my legs apart and dips his head between them.

  “I’m going to get that dessert I was promised in the pantry earlier.”

  “No, wait,” I say, stopping him before he goes any lower. He gives me a puzzled look. “I want to feel you inside of me.” I shake my head and add, “I need to feel you inside of me.”

  The devilish grin returns as he stands up. He looks down, between my legs. His cock is already rock hard and extending halfway up my belly. My desire for him is so strong that everything is already aching and throbbing.

  “So you want me to fuck you right here in my office? On my desk?”

  I nod quickly, whimpering again.

  “I want you more than I’ve ever wanted you before. More than I’ve ever wanted anyone before.”

  It sounds ridiculous. It’s exactly the kind of thing a high school girl would say to her crush. But I don’t care. It’s the truth and I’m done being ashamed about the way I feel.

  Logan gives me a serious look.

  “I want you that much, too,” he says. His cock twitches when he says it. “I never thought I could want someone as completely and wholly as I want you right now.”

  There’s only one thing that comes to mind…

  “Take me.”

  That’s all the encouragement Logan needs.

  He grabs his hard dick and presses it between my legs. Pleasured sensations explode through my core as he swirls the tip of his cock around my folds, spreading my wetness everywhere—there’s more than enough of it to go around.

  I spread my legs to their limit, bracing myself for what’s coming. It doesn’t matter how many times my body has had him inside of me this weekend, I doubt I’ll ever
be able to fully prepare myself for just how massive Logan’s cock is. Maybe one day he’ll stretch me so much that he fits all the way—but that won’t be any time soon.

  I suck in a sharp breath when he slides into me.

  Logan eases himself deeper and deeper. He’s gentle at first, making sure my body can handle it. It doesn’t take long for my wetness to cover his cock. After a few long, deep strokes I’m ready for him to start fucking me as hard as he can.

  “Give it to me,” I plead.

  “You’re ready for this?” he asks, with a deliciously sinister grin on his face.

  I bite my lip and bob my head quickly.

  “Don’t make me beg.”

  “That might be fun. But we’ll save it for another time.”

  Logan’s strong hands grip my hips as he plunges his cock into me. I gasp when he picks up speed, going harder and harder. My breasts shake and bounce each time he slams himself into my depths. My entire body responds to the pounding.

  God, why does this feel so good?

  It feels electric. So perfect. We’ve fucked over and over, but this time is different. Something between us has changed. I feel more in sync with Logan than I ever have before, as though he’s finally taking me to a place that he’s kept hidden. I feel more connected to him in every way. It quickly becomes obvious I’m not the only one who feels it.

  “Holy fuck,” Logan says. “God, you feel incredible.”

  It’s only been a minute or two, but he looks ready to explode. It’s hot as hell.

  “Don’t hold back.”

  “It’s too soon!”

  “I want it.”

  He looks between my legs, watching himself slide in and out of me. When he looks back up, our eyes meet. His green eyes are magical. I could get lost staring into their depths without ever realizing it.

  “Oh, fuck!”

  His cock tenses just as I feel the pressure building within my core. In the blink of an eye, a bud of ecstasy blossoms. Time slows down as the orgasm rips through my body. My legs quiver and clamp around Logan’s waist, holding him deep inside.

  My back arches at the peak of my ecstasy, constricting my core around his enormous monster. His hands squeeze my hips as his head tilts back. His cock quivers and vibrates.