Sleeping With The CEO
Chapter 240: Broken Resolve

Chapter 240: Broken Resolve

Derek was being tested.

The entire time that he had been going down on Emily. it had been a painfully exquisite form of torture for him. For a while Derek had been carrying Emily over to the depths of pleasure with nothing but his fingers his mouth and his tongue.

He had been denying himself any form of release. His manhood full of blood, hard to the point of pain. Thrumming with arousal. But all the while, Derek had not even touched himself.

He was someone who was used to his every desire being fulfilled almost as soon as he had it. But from the moment that Derek had seen Emily come apart. His own desire had taken a back seat. His focus on seeing her in the throes of pleasure once more.

It was the most selfless that Derek had ever been, and he was beginning to see the allure of doing for others.

He had never been one to do anything for free. There was nothing for nothing after all. But after seeing Emily literally fall apart under his ministrations, tears streaming down her face. Her mouth open in a silent scream.

Derek had realised something.

If he got to see her lose it like that on a regular basis. Then he would not mind never coming at all. If the price of witnessing such a vision turned out to be permanent blue balls, then he would be the first man in the world to be happy with such a state.

But then Emily, the minx that she was, had instantly made Derek doubt the validity of his silent declaration to himself. After all he was just a man, and what man could stick to his guns when a woman, fresh off a toe curling orgasm. Her hair wild, eyes dark with lust looked up at him and promised to ride him like a wild bronco.

Derek had never had a thought and then promptly discarded it so quickly. But he could not even fault himself. Emily was something else and just the thought of being one with her, had his aching length pulsing, and twitching in excitement.

Were he younger, a little more wild, a little less restrained. Derek would have taken her then, and there on the carpet. But even though his arousal was almost driving him mad. He still held some semblance of control. Though his grip on it was slippery, Derek had managed to keep himself together. Rather than saying anything more, he had simply scooped Emily into his arms. Smiling at her surprised squeak, her legs automatically coming up around his waist.

Even with most of his blood flow feeling as though it was going to his erection. Derek managed to make it up the stairs in record time. Barely even feeling Emily’s weight in his arms.

Now the two of them were in the bedroom. Emily was spread out on the bed, staring at him. Her brown eyes nearly pitch black, the want on her face clear to read. Derek, condom in hand, was making his way to the bed.

The moment that his knees hit the mattress and he climbed on. It felt as though he were on sacred ground, and Emily was the altar that he had to worship at.

The moment that both of Derek’s feet left the soft carpet, and he was fully on the bed. He did not try to hold himself back. When they had been downstairs, and Derek had been touching Emily. He had been driven mostly by lust and curiosity. Like a child with a new toy, pressing this button and that, just to see what would happen.

And while the experience of watching Emily come apart in his arms had been an enjoyable one. Derek was now seeing her in a new light. As he ran his hands over her body, the curiosity was still there, and so was the lust. But in addition to that, there was something else.

Something that he could not name but he felt it niggling at the back of his mind. Whatever that strange new thing was, it made Derek more cautious. More careful with his movements.

Rather than coming at Emily with everything he had, like he’d done on the living room carpet. He was taking his time, running his hands over her, the same way that art collectors handled prized works of art.

Barely touching, just skimming here and there. His lips against her pink skin. Grazing lightly over the forming bruises all over her body. And she too for her part seemed to be overtaken by the same thing that had overcome Derek.

For as Derek’s lips moved over her body. Emily’s own mouth was doing some exploring. Her nails digging into his back, leaving grooves all the way from his shoulder blades, to the base of his spine. Her lips sucking at his neck, and moving down his chest. Licking and biting before coming back to the very areas that she had just abused and peppering them with chaste kisses.

When the two of them grew tired of exploring one another, and decided to just get to the heart of the matter. Emily’s legs fell open without resistance and as Derek rolled on the condom and slowly entered her, pushing in with a single slow thrust.

Her already slick opening, welcoming him without any struggle. It did not feel like their first time together.

Rather it felt as though they had done so several times before. That they had simply just needed reminding.

Derek slid in and out of Emily with slow steady strokes. The two of them silent.

There were no words needed and sound would have been an abomination. There was no time for words, there were only moans and groans and each time Derek pulled back.

Emily’s inner walls clung tighter to him. The sounds that they were making were obscene, and not just with their mouths, but with their bodies too.

Where the two of them joined there was nothing but wet heat. As slick, as it was intoxicating. Each time Derek pulled out and thrust back in, there was a loud squelching sound. Emily so wet she was dripping onto the sheets. It was so hot it made Derek throb even more.

And when he felt his shaft begin to thrum. The pleasure building and building until he knew that he was about to spill over Derek, knelt and reached down. He grabbed Emily by the butt and lifted her up, settling her on his thighs, her arms coming around his shoulders.

with the last of his strength.

He hefted her up, and down onto his member, basically impaling her. Going deeper and deeper, the angle different with each thrust, and he made sure to drag over her sweet spot each time, he slid into her.

And moments later he was rewarded. Emily moaned long and loud, her nails turning into claws on his back. Her teeth sinking into the juncture of his neck. And just like that she came, her walls clenching so tight she dragged Derek down with her.

His climax was so strong that it robbed Derek of all his strength and he lost his grip on Emily. She fell backwards, Derek still on her, their bodies still joined, and all he could do was lay on top of her, his hips rutting against her.

Her tight walls clenching and unclenching around him. Coaxing the last of Derek’s come out of him until he was well and truly spent.

For a few long moments the two of them just lay where they had fallen. Derek’s head pillowed on Emily’s breast.

feeling his cock go soft within her. Their bodies nothing more than jelly at that point. The two of them a mess of sweat and slick, but both of them too out of it to move.

When he finally did manage to roll off of Emily, Derek did so reluctantly. The moment that they were no longer pressed against one another. Emily began to whimper, and Derek forced his leaden arms to move, pulling her into his embrace.

not caring how dirty they were. They lay in silence for a few minutes, getting their breathing and their heart rates under control. And once Derek began to feel slightly human again, he could not help the huge grin that spread across his face. Looking over at Emily, he found her returning it.

"Derek I am very glad that we decided to play your game. Do you have any more things you would like to explore?" She asked and Derek huffed and exhausted laugh, feeling himself begin to harden again.

This woman was going to be the death of him.