damn smelly duck and then I walked to the dining room.
“Do you want your black coffee now or later?” I stare at him.
“Later,” he says to me. “What about desert?”
“No one said anything about desert.” I pointed that out.
“I like everything chocolate. What do you have to say about that?” He has this gleam in his eyes and I don’t think he’s talking about candy. Then he takes my hand and pulls me to his lap. His penis is full and I feel the warmth of it penetrate through his soft pants.
Damn, I would put on my thong. What was I thinking? I didn’t know this would happen.
“This is not part of the business arrangement and contract I made with your brother.”
“Well, I’m adding a clause to this contract,” he says to me with a wicked grin and leans over. His tongue passes through my lips and down my throat. He sucks my tongue gently as his hands travels with ease and with no obstruction under my dress. His finger slips past the string and crouch of my thong and finds my folds and he pry’s them open and touches my bud. Chance is an expert at finding what turns on a woman. I’m sure he has had plenty of practice especially for someone like me.
He’s my first man and even though he doesn’t acknowledge it, he’s well aware of what he has done to me. I know too I‘ve had some kind of effect on him because he’s at me again. This time he’s awake and he’s checking to see if he’s feeling the same way, or whether it was fortuitous and if there’s nothing there, he can go on with his life and not be hampered by his desire, and not be vulnerable to this black woman.
Chapter 4: Olivia
I give out a moan and he knows he has me because he has done this before with some woman. He’s thirty and so freaking hot that I would suck his dick if I knew how, and if he wanted me to do it, without reservation.
I feel my body lifting but my eyes are closed and Chance’s mouth is sealed on mine. I’m in his arms and he’s carrying me somewhere but the distance is short and when I open my eyes he’s laying me on a white sheep skin rug near the fire. I lay on my back and I see him pulling my thong off. He’s on his knees and he has his face between my legs.
And then I feel his tongue on my clit but only for a few minutes then his hands travels to the bottom of my dress and he pulls it up. “Help me,” he says and I do as I’m told because now I can’t control myself. I want him so bad. When the dress is halfway up my body, he’s between my legs again. I can’t see what he’s doing but I can feel his tongue all in me and I’m squirming and struggling trying to pull the dress over my shoulders.
Finally the dress is off and I throw it to the side and I can see I’m naked, he’s between my legs with his clothes on. I reach for his top and he stops and pulls it off and tosses it across the room.
He’s on his knees again and I’m feeling embarrassed. He’s a stranger after all, and he’s my boss but he’s between my legs like a lover and he bends his head again and a throaty moaning sound comes when he’s close to my mound.
When the warmth of his mouth touches my clit, I scream his name. “Chance. Oh, Chance.” The feeling is powerful and unspeakable. I can’t find the words and I reach for his silky dark hair and rake my hands through it and my hands move to his back and I add a few more scratches to his back but he doesn’t seem to mind. It appears to turn him on.
The feeling of him eating me is extreme and I raise my mound to his face and he’s taking it in and he places his hands under me and pulls me into his face. His breathing is intense but I can’t catch my breath because I’ve never had this done to me before, and I’ve never felt this way ever.
“Why are you doing this?” I ask my breath hitches as I glance down at his handsome face between my legs and my legs quiver at the thought of this beautiful man doing this very private and very personal thing to me.
He