Pregnant By The CEO by Cassandra Dee
15
Pierce
We can’t get into my penthouse fast enough. As soon as the front door shuts, we’re tearing at each other, kissing passionately. I can taste the champagne on Casey’s lips. But when I flip on the lights, the brunette gasps audibly and stares, saucer-eyed, at the sparkling city view and the impeccable interior design.
No time for any of that. I lead her to my bedroom and she falls against me, immediately.
“Take my dress off,” she whispers in my ear. I feel a prickle travel through my body, parts of my physique aching and stiff with desperation.
I lift her thick hair from her neck and gently unzip the red dress. The velvet is soft but her skin is even silkier under my hand. The outfit falls to the ground and she stands, voluptuous and beautiful, in lace undergarments and those sexy leopard spotted high heels.
“Okay,” I growl, “Where do we start? You’re so fucking gorgeous, honey.”
With a merry giggle, she kisses me, sliding her hand to my chest. She undoes the buttons of my shirt and peels it off. As she undresses me, she presses her soft, exposed skin against my body, making me practically ejaculate right there. Once I’m in my briefs, she removes her lingerie slowly, and twirls in those blasted high heels.
Oh fuck. I’m entranced by her luminous body, the creamy skin and pink nipples my weakness. I fall to my knees and began to stroke between her thighs. Good. She’s drenched, and immediately, my hand’s coated in her juices. Gently, I softly, sensually lick her clit, and the volume of her moans grows. I flick my tongue around her nub, doing figure eights, while gripping her by the thighs. I look up and watch her body undulate with pleasure and become so aroused I almost can’t continue. I let out my own involuntary groan of pleasure.
Casey falls back onto the bed, breathless with arousal and ecstasy as I continue to work between her thighs. She’s already beginning to come, and a heady stream of juice rushes onto my tongue as I gulp hungrily. Oh fuck. Casey tastes so good.
But this little girl is more than just ready. She’s dirty. Because the brunette looks down at me and then slowly gets on her hands and knees, baring herself fully. Then her fingers slide down, pulling her pussy lips apart so that I can see her gleaming pink insides, so tight and small.
“You want this, big boy?” she purrs throatily as that stiff clit waves before my eyes. “Because it’s yours.”
And with that, the ecstasy truly begins.