Sleeping With The CEO
Chapter 242: Ridden

Chapter 242: Ridden

All in all Derek was a pretty grateful guy. He liked to think that he was one of those people who did not forget how bad things used to be just because everything was going well. So every morning that he got to wake up, actually waking up after a good night of sleep, Derek was grateful.

He regarded that morning as a good morning. Something that he had to be grateful for. That said, ever since he had begun sharing a bed with Emily and going to sleep every night that he did so. Derek had had himself plenty of good mornings, but he had to admit.

The morning that he was having in that current moment was hands down the best of the best.

Earlier on when he and Emily had been making love and he had been enjoying making her fall apart with just his fingers and his tongue. Just watching her completely lose it while he himself had been denying his body pleasure in an attempt to prolong the sensation as long as possible, Emily had gotten him to cave with the promise of riding him like he was a wild bronco.

Her words alone had been so hot that they had obliterated all of Derek’s willpower. In all honesty, after the amazing sex that had followed, from him finally just giving up and burying himself deep within her.

Derek would not have minded if Emily had not kept up with the promise that she had made. But Emily Molson was a woman of her word. Even if she did not fulfil her promise immediately after making it. She had clearly woken up that morning and decided that it was best to settle the score, and boy was she settling it.

Despite being super rich and having been born into a life where every whim that he had was catered to. Derek often considered himself a simple man. He was a human being after all. All that he needed was the basics, food, water and shelter. But now there was another need.

that he was adding to that list. Emily Molson with his dick in her mouth early in the morning. That was clearly the only way to have a proper wake up.

That morning, Derek’s dick had woken up way before him. And by the time that he had come awake, he had been fully hard.

He had gasped, looking down at himself, and he had been met by Emily’s naughty eyes, her lips around his tip.

She had released him with a loud pop, licking at his slit, before grinning wickedly up at him.

"Good morning.

Derek," She had said. Then she had proceeded to rob him of the chance to reciprocate the greeting by taking him all the way down without pause. Like a gag reflex was for people who were not ambitious enough in life.

With such skill being demonstrated on him. Derek had been helpless to do anything but thrust upwards. He had rammed in so hard that he had been worried that he’d hurt Emily, but all that she had done was moan around him, sending delicious vibrations down his length.

And then, wonder of wonders, she had loosened her jaw and simply put her hands, around his waist. Not trying to hold him down, giving him a clear indication that she wanted him to use her. Not one to deny her anything if he could provide it for her. Derek had let himself go, his hips snapping up, and barely lowering before he was doing it again. Hitting the back of her throat as he did so.

But try as he might he could not find any sign of discomfort from Emily, and before he knew it he was going at her with abandon. Sparks at the back of his eyes

and a tightening around his groin, signalling that he was about to come apart very soon. But then Emily, because she was a cruel and horrible woman who enjoyed nothing but seeing him suffer, put an end to that. One moment he was having the highest of highs.

And in the next, he hit rock bottom so hard he actually kept digging. The source of his sudden loss be none other than Emily Molson herself, or to be more specific, her hand tightening around the base of his shaft just before he could achieve release. "What?!"

He hissed. His tone, the chilling cold one that he often reserved for people he did not like, more especially his uncle. He had never once used such a tone with Emily. He would have felt bad, but he was too busy suffering from a case of blue balls to care. And for her part, Emily merely smiled at him, that naughty look still glinting in her eyes.

"Come now, Derek. We wouldn’t want you to come too soon, now would we? I remember very clearly that I promised to ride you," She told him. A grin splitting her face. And with just that phrase, she shattered all of the anger and indignation that Derek was feeling.

A heady mix of lust and happiness, leaving him lightheaded. His dick twitching in anticipation. He would have been ashamed of how easy he was.

But no man could be strong in the face of a woman rolling a condom down his length and then gently guiding him to her entrance.

"Are you ready?" Emily asked. His tip grazing her folds. Derek had barely finished nodding before Emily was sinking down on him. And sinking down did not seem like an appropriate word. In fact, if there was one way to put it, it would be that Emily speared herself with his cock, and from there she did not stop.

Breasts jiggling, her body glistening with sweat. Once Emily began, she did not stop. She pulled herself up and down until she was bouncing on him. Pulling athletic feats that should have been impossible, given the fact that she was not one for exercise. But clearly, Emily’s preferred form of exercise.

was the pleasurable kind.

And she was very good at it. True to her word, Emily rode Derek.

Pleasure, moving around his body like a tornado, with his dick being the center of the storm. Every single pleasure sensor there overloaded. Derek bucked.

Whether his intention was to throw her off or to bury himself deeper, he had no idea. But either way, Emily held on, her nails digging into his chest for support. All the while, her hips continued to move.

His upward thrusts met by her downward motion, the frantic pace continuing until the two of them hit their climax. Emily crying out as though she were dying, while Derek himself let out a groan so low it made him worry about the state of his voice box.

But that worry was soon wiped away by the pure pleasure that rocked through him. With Emily now boneless and collapsed against his chest, his softening length slipping from her. The two of them just lay there, Derek running his hands up and down Emily’s back.

The soothing gesture helping both of them to calm down. And as Derek continued to run his hands up and down her back, he could not help a breathless chuckle. That had been one heck of a wake-up call. He could not wait, to see more of Emily’s riding skills in the future.