Sleeping With The CEO
Chapter 241: Promise To The Man

Chapter 241: Promise To The Man

If asked to describe Derek Haven, there were many words that Emily could use. She could use determined, hard-working, stubborn, intelligent...

But if she were asked to describe Derek as a lover, before the two of them made love. Emily would have given answers from the top of her head. Basing them on how Derek behaved on a regular basis.

In giving those answers she would have been very wrong.

When it came to being intimate together. Emily had been of the mind that Derek would be selfish in some ways. That just as he was used to being given whatever he wanted, at the snap of a finger. He would treat sex the same way. That he would take his own pleasure, before hers.

Never in her life had Emily been so glad to be wrong about someone’s character.

Hours after her and Derek’s first time together. Emily lay in bed staring up at the ceiling. Next to her, Derek was fast asleep, his soft snores filling the room.

Her hand between her legs, Emily gently rubbed herself as she thought, a big smile on her face.

Wow, wow, wow...

If she were asked to rate the experience. That would be all that she would be able to say.

First Derek had put her through multiple orgasms with just his talented mouth and his fingers and then he had taken her to bed and very nearly pummelled her through the mattress. After that first round, Emily had thought that she would get a bit of rest, but that had not happened.

Instead Derek had gone hard again almost instantly. And the next thing that Emily had known, she had been on her hands and knees, moaning like she was in heat while Derek rammed into her, with everything he had. The force of his thrusts so great, she had nearly bounced off the bed.

Sometimes, in between thrusts, he would slip all the way out. Leaving her open and wanting to be filled. Derek had remedied that situation by grabbing her by the waist and then impaling her on his length. Not doing it gently either, just going from zero to one hundred on her. Splitting her open so good. She had actually started thrashing, her body overloaded with pleasure. Her walls tightening around him, even as her hands scrambled over the bed covers.

She had tried to get away, the pleasure too much, but he had held her in place. His fingers digging deep bruises into her soft skin. And then every time that Derek had pulled out, Emily had let out tortured sounds that not even she had recognized, reaching back behind herself to try, and pull him back. Scooting onto his length, trying to keep him in, even if it was just the tip.

Emily had never had a man who made her like that before. And when she had supported herself with just one arm, the other one reaching between her legs.

To try and add more pressure, Derek had swatted her hand away.

"You are going to come from just this, and this alone or else don’t come at all," He had threatened, thrusting deep into her for emphasis.

Emily had whimpered, half crazed with lust.

From then on she had done everything in her power to try and get herself over the edge. Not certain if Derek’s threat had been a real one. But not willing to push her luck and find out either. Chest heaving, sweat dripping from her forehead and even down her spine.

Emily had worked herself on and off Derek’s thick member. Trying to get to that place where everything just melted away, and she was nothing but a beacon of pleasure. Derek, despite his threat, had been doing everything in his power to get her there too.

He had thrust into her hard and fast, putting everything he had into each forward motion. Never ever giving up his punishing pace. One particular thrust had gone so deep and hit Emily so good that she had lost all strength in her arms.

Falling onto her front, her head to the side, her mouth open. Only Derek’s hands on her waist, keeping her legs up. From then on, Emily had just lain there, her mouth opening and closing like that of a fish.

Drool, and sweat gathering beneath her cheek, but she had been too out of it to care. She had ridden two orgasms just like that, with the second one being so intense her toes had curled and she had managed to take Derek down with her. The man twitching wildly deep within Emily. Before he had fallen right on top of her, his body wrecked by tremors. His hips moving of their own accord, his hot breath against her neck, as he licked her there. By that point, the whole bed had been a wet spot.

But neither of them had cared, passing out where they had fallen, unable to move. When they had finally awakened from their short nap, there had been no wiping down. The slick and come that they were covered with had been too much. The only solution had been a shower.

That itself had proven to be a new experience too. Emily had used Derek’s shower countless times, but for the first time, she had shared it with him, and the experience had been something else. The two of them had been too drained to do anything else.

despite being naked and in close proximity to each other.

But that did not mean that they did not enjoy the physical contact. Instead, they had helped each other shower, scrubbing and wiping, all the while sharing slow sensual kisses.

Emily had the pleasure of washing Derek’s balls while he made sure her nipples were as clean as could be. By the time that their shower ended, the two of them had been buzzing with low-level arousal.

But they had returned to the bed, changed the sheets and simply gone back to sleep.

Too tired to do anything else. But now Emily was awake, and thanks to her hands’ gentle ministrations. She could feel herself beginning to get wet again. Did she dare though, Emily thought, casting her eyes over at Derek? The man was on his back fast asleep and nestled between his legs, his shaft was soft.

Emily considered for a whole five seconds before she got to work. She had a promise to keep.