My CEO, My Temptation

Tyler

A couple of days ago, I was more than a bit shocked when I find Jessica was having lunch and laughing freely with Elsie.

“I’m not sure I like you making friends with my ex,” kissing the nape of her neck, I pulled her back flat to my front.

“What, why? I’m having coffee with her later this afternoon.” She turned to face me and wrapped her arms around my shoulder pulling me lower for a deep sexy kiss. Jessica was looking beautiful in my t-shirt and her lacy panties and nothing else. 

It was our lazy Saturday morning thing, I love spending hours cozying up with her in the penthouse, and sharing my weekend time with someone else was a thing that I’m not willing to part. I’d have her locked in my basement if have one, that’s how possessive I was of my fiancée.

“Seriously? but this is our weekend, I even move mom’s thing to Monday. You know she hated that, and she blamed me for it.”

Jessica let out her little laugh and started caressing my chest, pushing me back to the kitchen counter and attacking me with her sweet little kisses. As if that could distract me from the issue, well… it actually did.

She knows me too well.

“We have the rest of our life, that’s a lot of weekends to share for just the two of us. Why are you so greedy?” she said pouting, yet her fingers were lifting my t-shirt and letting it fall to the floor while her kisses trail down to my neck, my chest, and I started gripping the kitchen counter when she started licking and sucking my abs.

Every time. She’s my fucking kryptonite. Not that I was into superman. But yeah, she’s my weakness.

I was gone when she pulled the waistband of my sweatpants, revealing my half-erect cock that’s quickly raised to the occasion when her sexy lips latched to my tip.

“Baby, fuck…” I groaned and parted my legs wider when she was going for my balls. I didn’t even remember why I was so upset anymore.

Well, maybe I did. I’ll get back to why I was so upset about it later. Much… much later.

“Oh… fuck, Jessica!”

“Well get to that,” she whispered playfully, nibbling on my inner thighs.

The moment her mouth engulfed me in her warmth I was lulled, taken away to my special place, my happy place.

Fuck…

“Damn, baby, you’re getting so good at this…” my hand reaches out to her hair caressing her, guiding her, pacing her just the way I like it.

“Enough,” I pulled her up and kiss her deeply, tasting her while discarding her panties. My hands were to her waist, aligning my length between her legs was easy. Knowing that she’s so fucking wet from sucking my dick was making me even harder.

My hands move to grip her upper thighs keeping her still while I tease her entrance as I move back and forth, resulting in frictions and arousing her, making her leak more juices, wetting my shaft while hearing her sweet sexy moans, begging me to enter her, knowing she was pulsating with nothingness.

“What do you want, my love?”

“Fuck, Tyler, baby, please…”

“Say it…”

“Your dick, in me, deep, hard, very fucking deep, right now,” she was straining her voice while I kept on teasing her wetness back and forth, giving her more friction and pull back, over and over again.

Jessica was desperate that she let me strip her naked and moaned louder when I sucked her nipples one by one, taking my time, fondling her breasts, driving her to the brink while her hands move to grip my arms harder.

“You know I’ll do anything for you, baby.”

Flipping her roughly, I bend her over the kitchen counter, keeping my hold on her supple slim body then thrusts hard inside her from behind.

“Condom,” she moaned in ecstasy.

“I’ll pull out, maybe I won’t, mom really wants more grandkids.” I chuckled and bury myself deeper into her sweet warmth, then grunted when she clenched me harder.

“Seriously Tyler? talking about your mom while bending me over the counter?”

Yet, she moaned louder when I licked her spine, trailing higher to the nape of her shoulder, biting and sucking while feeling her insides without any condom between us. It was not our first time going bare, though she prefers not to risk pregnancy before getting married. But some other times, she was just too irresistible to be taken raw.

“Tyler, fuck… harder, more…”

Her pleas were making me thrusts deeper, pacing myself faster, while my front was flat to her back and I was about to burst when she moved back and welcomed my cock. Her sweet sexy ass was slapping back to hips vigorously, my hands move to cup her ass and she shrieked when I lost it slapped her cheeks giving them a blush pinkish coloration.

“Tyler!!”

My name resonates throughout the kitchen and I was twitching in her pulsating walls until she shuddered and climaxed, chocking my dick with her walls until I quickly pulled and bursts between her ass cheeks, stroking my sensitive length between them letting my cum trail down and smearing her inner thighs.

“Now, I think we should take shower and let me help you with my mess,” I whispered huskily, biting the side of her neck, licking her damp shoulders, and giving her a couple of seconds before I carried her back to the shower adjoining the master bedroom.

She giggled, but let me carry her there, wrapping her arms to my neck keeping her body close to mine. That morning we had another intimate session while I try to clean her which led to another hour of passionate weekend sex.

Jessica was coming out of the master bedroom wearing her fresh t-shirt and sexy shorts when I called.

“Coffee?”

“Yes, please.”

She sat on the kitchen stool while I poured her the coffee. Jess added the milk and a spoonful of sugar for her so-called vacation coffee then gave my fresh cup the same treatment.

We talked and I finally gave up, letting her do what she wants which was to spend her afternoon with Elsie, not that I can stop her in the first place but I do think she needs a distraction from Kayleigh. And if Elsie can give her that, I was not going to stop her from seeing my ex.

With her gone, I decided to go to see Larry and talk to him about his woman’s issue. Though he didn’t mention it, I know he was having one. It shows poorly on his office attendance and I didn’t want to worry our dad with his childish behavior.

“Hello brother, how are you feeling this morning?”

I greeted him the moment he opened his bachelor pad door, and it didn’t surprise me that it look like an all-night party house. The difference was, he’s the one that was doing all the partying. Alone.

“Dude, stop it, your happiness is making me sick. I think I’m not right in the head.”

I was picking up beer bottles and putting them in his trash bin. His living room was a complete mess, I didn’t see any trash from his food then shook my head knowing he hadn’t been eating. Again.

This man can be such a man-girl sometimes. So dramatic.

“Stop blaming me, tell me about you and Gemma.”

That wasn’t a request, I know for sure that he was pining on his assistant. I noticed that he had steamy hot sex weeks ago and it was making him smile like a fool the entire week.

“There’s no Gemma and me.”Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

“Uh-huh, whatever you say, my little brother.” I walked to his front and put his feet down to the floor clearing some space for a seat on his sofa.

“Ty, please it’s the weekend. Go fuck your fiancé and leave me alone.”

“I would if she’s there, but she’s out with Elsie.”

That finally got his attention when he slowly got up, then quickly reached for his head. God, I wouldn’t want to be him right now.

“Okay, you made me get up. What do you mean she’s with Elsie?”

Larry was pretty shook up when he heard about Jessica’s disappearance, she’s like the little sister that he never has. He told me that the day she went missing and Jess’s abusive background was making him more alert to anything that’s going on in her life. Even the news that she’s out with my ex was making him cautious.

“Beats me, last I saw them together they were laughing while having lunch in Jess’s office. Elsie was helping her with her PA’s work, she really needs a new PA.”

“So what? they’re exchanging war stories? dissing out the nasties about you?”

My little shit of a brother was finally smiling and reached out for the stale beer. I was glad that he finally smile, but he still stinks

“Water, go… shower, I’ll make you some coffee and breakfast. Then I’ll tell you all about it.”

He groaned but his curiosity got the best of him when he did get up, get some water from the fridge then walk to the master bedroom.

This is going to be a long afternoon.