Kaylee’s First Crush (6 page)

“Fuck, you
smell good,” he whispered, settling down.

“Oh my God,
what are you doing?” she cried, still trying to push him away. He grinned up at
her from the juncture of her thighs. Her face flamed. She was completely
exposed!

He ran a gentle
finger down her pussy and she squirmed, not sure if she was more aroused or
embarrassed. Was this really happening?

“You’re wet for
me,” he said, then bent his head down and licked the sensitive button of her
clit.

Kaylee moaned,
forgetting about her glasses, her weight, everything except the incredible
sensation of his mouth on her most private spot.

“Yeah, that’s
gorgeous,” he murmured. He opened his lips and sucked her inside, flicking the
tip with his tongue.

She nearly fell
off the bed. “Oh God,” she groaned.

“Just wait,” he
said, drawing back and blowing on her sensitive skin. “Tell me if anything I do
doesn’t feel good.”

She licked her
lips. Was she really agreeing to this?
Hell, yes
, an eager voice in her
head said.
This is the closest you’ve ever been to having sex. And it’s with
your old teacher!
The thought of him touching her like this revved her up
more than she would ever have expected. The taste of the forbidden only made
her want more.

“Okay,” she
said aloud. Her voice shook.

He smiled and
dipped his head back down. Kaylee arched her back as his lips touched her,
kissing her deeply. He nipped and nibbled, licked and sucked. When he slid a
finger inside her she cried out. She’d touched herself like that, of course,
but had never imagined how good having someone else fingering her could feel.
When his lips moved down, away from her clit, she protested.

“Shh,” he said.
“Trust me.”

The moment his
tongue landed on her the tiny bud of her asshole, all her muscles locked up.
Oh
my God, what is he doing?
she
thought faintly, but
then his mouth moved and she lost her entire freaking mind. He licked the
sensitive spot until she lost all sense of where she was. All she wanted was
for him to never stop. When he moved a hand up and slid his thumb over her
clit, she clenched her legs around his shoulders. She was so close… and then he
retreated.

“Oh no, don’t
stop, please,” she begged, legs splayed on the bed, hands clenched in the
covers.

“I’m not
stopping, don’t worry,” he said, walking to the other side of the bed.

“You look like
you’re stopping,” she protested, watching as he rummaged in his bag. When he
came back around and she saw the foil packet in his hand, she understood. All
at once, reality came crashing in on her.

He sat down and
ran a warm palm down her body. “I want to make love to you.”

Chapter Five

Kaylee
swallowed, heart galloping as she acknowledged the heat in his gaze. Her body
ached. She was indecently close to orgasm. Did she dare let him do this? They
weren’t in a relationship. He was her old teacher, for goodness sake!
And a billionaire.
They didn’t really match, at all. Never
in a million years would she ever have imagined getting stuck in Chicago would
lead to this. She couldn’t even manage one decent date with a guy, yet here she
was, in a steamy sexual encounter with the man who owned one of the largest
companies in the world. If she ever told anyone about this night, they wouldn’t
believe her.

Her eyes
dropped to his cock, thick and tempting. “I don’t think you’re going to fit.”

He smiled.
“I’ll fit. The question is
,
do you want this? I know
it’s a big step. You can’t ever go back once it’s done. I don’t want to hurt
you.”

She frowned.
“I’m twenty-two years old. It’s not like being a virgin is an asset, you know.”
Far from it.
She shifted on the bed, starting to feel
nervous even as her body buzzed with heat.

He lifted a
shoulder, let it fall.
“Even so.
We can stop, if
you’re not ready.”

She licked her
lips. “What about you?”

He put the
condom on the nightstand and palmed himself. “There are other things we can do.
Or I can take care of myself.” He grinned. “I know you like to watch.” As he
spoke, he leisurely ran his hand up and down his cock.

Kaylee
shuddered, hands twitching as she watched him touch himself. She wanted to be
the one to make him climax. “I don’t know what to do.”

He sat down and
kissed her breast.
“Stop thinking.”

How do I do
that?
she
wondered, but
then he shifted a leg between hers and she whimpered as his thigh shoved up
against her pussy.

“Mmm, you’re so
hot,” he murmured, kissing up her neck.
“So sweet.”

She lifted her
hips, trying to get more friction. “Hugo,” she begged, hoping he knew what she
was asking.

“I know what
you need,” he said, kneeling up between her legs. He grabbed the condom, ripped
the packaging, and handed it to her. “You do the honors.”

She held it
awkwardly. “I have no
clue
what to do with this.
Watching the health teacher in high school roll one onto a cucumber does not in
any way prepare a person for the real thing.”

He laughed.
“Mrs. C was always a bit of a prude, wasn’t she? Pinch the tip between your
fingers and set it on my dick.”

He sucked in a
breath when she set the thin latex against his skin.
“Now
what?”

“Roll it down.
Don’t let go of the tip,” he instructed.

She rolled it
down his shaft. It wasn’t as easy as it looked. When she finished, she looked
up, triumphant. He was gritting his teeth, a strained expression on his face.

“Did I hurt
you?” she asked anxiously.

He snorted.
“Not even close. I’m trying not to cum before the party even starts.”

She chuckled,
then
squeaked when he suddenly caught her around the waist
and rolled them over until she straddled him. The hard ridge of his erection
pushed against her clit deliciously. She moaned as the heat that had dissipated
while she fooled with the condom rushed back into her.

“God, yeah,
that feels good, doesn’t it?” Hugo said, hands on her hips. “You should do what
you like.”

She frowned,
even as her hips moved. She was so wet it made it easy to rub
herself
all over him. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“If this feels
good, keep going. If you want to take me inside you, you can do that. If you
want me to do this—” He slid a hand down and thumbed over her clit, making her
jerk and writhe. “That works, too.” His finger rubbed slow circles over the
bundle of nerves.

“Too many
choices,” she mumbled, dropping forward and resting her forehead on his chest.
She could barely think.

“Here,” he
said, grasping himself by the base. He urged her back up. “Try this.”

She felt drunk,
the pleasure rolling through her body almost too much, but did as he asked. She
knelt up and he teased the head of his cock against her clit. “Oh God,” she
cried.

He chuckled.
“You like that?”

She nodded,
hips starting to move. He let go, but his cock stayed put. She rocked over him.
When she moved a little too fast, he slid away. She moaned, frustrated, and
reached down to put him back where she wanted.

“Yeah, that’s
it,” he muttered, hands on her hips.

Kaylee had no
energy to speak. She’d managed to get his erection right over her clit, but
then he slipped again, the head sinking into her pussy. She froze when he
gasped.

“Is this okay?”
she asked, trying to decide if she liked the way he felt there.

“God, yeah,” he
burst out, hands tightening on her. “Do whatever you want with me.”

“You’re sure?”

He nodded. “A
woman’s first time should be exactly what she wants. If this is what you want…”
He trailed off.

Kaylee stilled
above him. He was letting her go as slow or fast as she wanted. He was letting
her choose exactly what to do, ensuring that whatever happened, it occurred
with her in full awareness of her actions. Every single move she made would be
because she chose it. She smiled tentatively at him, stunned that he would be
so kind. She didn’t know another man who would be this patient.
This self-assured.
He smiled back at her, a little strained,
but nothing less than generous, she realized, particularly with his iron
self-control so obvious.

She made her
decision. “This feels good,” she whispered, sinking down a little more.

He groaned.
“Yeah, it sure does.” His dark hair was messy and his eyes were hot. As she
watched, he licked his lips.

It was Kaylee’s
turn to groan. “You’re beautiful,” she said.

He looked a
little pained at that, but didn’t protest. “You’re the one who’s beautiful,” he
said, touching her left breast. He played with her nipple until it ached,
sending sparks right to her clit. “You’re so curvy.
So
yummy.”

She could tell
he was serious. “You like that I’m not skinny?” She sank down a bit further. He
was so
thick,
it was starting to hurt a little, so she
stopped to let her body adjust.

“I love it,” he
gasped, rocking his hips a little. Kaylee winced and he stopped immediately.
“Sorry.”

“Don’t be,” she
said, sinking down a little more. The burn was stronger, but she didn’t care.
The further inside he got, the better it felt. She’d been empty and now, well,
everything was different.

“Your curves
are gorgeous. Your legs and ass are to die for, by the way. You run, don’t
you?” he asked, one hand kneading her butt even as the other played with her
nipples.

She nodded,
trying to figure out where he was going with this.
“Yeah.
On a treadmill, a few times a week. It makes me happy. When I miss my run, I
get cranky.”

He stilled his
hands, to Kaylee’s disappointment. “See, you take care of yourself, and you
don’t let anyone else dictate what you should be. Your curves tell me that you
don’t give a fuck about what society says is ideal. That’s what really gets me
hot, Kaylee. Not that you’re skinny or curvy, but that you’re you.”

She bit her
lip, trying to take in what he’d said.
It’s really hard to think about stuff
with a giant dick up my hoo-ha
, she thought, then cracked a grin at the
ridiculousness of the conversation. “Why are we trying to talk about this now?”

Hugo laughed,
the motion of his body pushing his cock further inside. Kaylee moaned as he
rubbed against her clit—
holy fuck
,
and then he was completely sheathed in her body, groin to groin.

“Oh my God,”
she breathed, looking down at where their bodies were joined.

“I agree,” he
bit out, thighs hard as iron beneath her. “Jesus, you feel incredible. So hot,
so wet—” He shut his eyes and rotated his hips slightly.

Kaylee fell
forward as the motion ground him against the perfect spot. “Hugo, don’t stop.”

He shook his
head. “Not stopping.
Definitely not stopping.
Here,
kneel up again.”

She did as he
asked. The sensation of him sliding out of her had her holding her breath. She
trembled as her climax, held at bay for so long, inched closer. “I’m getting
close,” she said, plunging down again and grinding
herself
on top of him.

He nodded, but
had his eyes clenched shut, she noted. She lifted up, and slammed down again.
She felt like she was the most powerful woman in the world.

Suddenly, Hugo
grabbed her and rolled her over, until he was on top once more. “Okay?”

She was too
busy holding onto him and enjoying how he felt to respond.

“Kaylee,” he
ground out, voice so rough her eyes flew open. “I’m not doing anything unless
you say okay.”

“I’m good,” she
got out, breathy and moving toward desperate.

“Fuck.” Hugo
grabbed her hips and then suddenly he thrust inside, hard. Kaylee arched her
back. He did it again, and
wow, he’s so much better at this than I am
,
she had just enough time to think, and then he slid a hand toward her ass and
slipped a finger inside. She keened, hands scrabbling at his shoulders as her
climax took over her body.

Hugo groaned,
long and low and hard, and even in the midst of the waves of pleasure she could
feel his cock jerk. His hips moved against hers, his spine going rigid. Kaylee
let herself go, sinking into the bed as the last throes of her orgasm rushed
through her. Hugo collapsed on top of her, face tucked into her neck.

A long moment
later, she prodded at his shoulder. “Air, please.”

He grinned
against her skin,
then
rolled over. “Sorry.
Didn’t mean to smother you.”