Chapter 33 THE TRICKS OF A WOMAN
Patrik's heartbeat seemed to quicken, his body radiating heat, creating an atmosphere charged with desire. With one hand, he squeezed my breasts, unbuttoning the buttons of my shirt, letting the fabric fall to the side. His nail played under the fabric of my bra as he continued reading.
“His caresses on my groin made my body shiver, and his kisses on the sides were a tease I wasn't prepared for. The sensations were completely new to me, and my body was craving for more,” he described, whispering in my ear as he held my waist, his erection brushing against me.
“Miss Lis, I appreciate how you apply yourself as an apprentice,” he murmured, his hands finding my breasts and gently squeezing them, sliding under the bra fabric. Tilting my head to the side, I made room for him to explore more of my neck, feeling him nibble on my ear while one of his hands delicately wrapped around my neck, lifting my chin.
“Mrs. Elisabeth,” he whispered, lifting me and sitting me on his lap, our bodies touching intimately. “You are becoming a true temptation, but I have not yet seen your character reciprocate the actions of her partner. It doesn't seem fair to me!”
Understanding his words, I smiled and picked up the wine, taking a sip determinedly. Patrick silently assessed me as I returned to the couch, facing him and sliding my hands slowly over his body, allowing my breasts to brush against his skin. He loosened his tie, his eyes half-closed, and a mischievous smile curled his lips.
“You are right, sir,” I agreed, unbuttoning his dress shirt with a mischievous look. “I think it's time to show the tricks a woman can have.”
I would like to blame the drink for the ideas and actions I was about to take, but the truth is that I decided to give my body what it had been screaming for: my boss's body at the tip of my tongue. Patrick sighed, keeping his gaze with a crooked smile on his lips. Our malice was almost palpable. I ran my hands over his bare chest, pulling the dress shirt off his beautiful, toned body. I moistened my lips with the splendid sight before me, starting to bite on top of his chest, running the tip of my tongue down the sides, outlining the marked and toned muscle.
The CEO shuddered. It was enjoyable to notice that my reactions were as intense in him as they were in me. Wet, very wet between my legs, the teasing was becoming a real torture for myself!
I reached his hip, where I bit down harder, making him arch and moan. Patrik seemed like he was about to say something, but I smiled, bringing my finger to his lips:
“Shh, Mr. Morgan, or I'll bite harder for being stubborn!”
“Miss Elisabeth... With this delicious mouth of yours, you can do whatever you want with me!” Patrik licked my finger, smiling crookedly, before sucking on it.
I shuddered intensely, every inch of my body pulsing with fervent energy. I couldn't allow him to continue his games without taking control of the situation. Furthermore, I directed my attention to his hip, provocatively sliding my tongue along the line of his pants. With my hand, I massaged his groin over the fabric, tracing the outline until I reached close to his intimate parts, where I applied a gentle pressure.
He gasped, smiling as his eyes remained fixed on me, a suggestive gleam running through them. Skillfully, I undid his belt and button, pulling his pants down as Mr. Morgan watched, pushing them away when they reached his legs.
Touching the fabric of the boxer briefs that enclosed him—his erection ready to be explored—I ran my nails along the skin of his thighs in massaging movements. I approached the edge of the underwear with my tongue, leaving him a promise of the heat that awaited him soon.
Patrik softly growled, sliding his hands through my hair to reach my face, where his fingers traced my lips. I bit them lightly before lowering my head, revealing his throbbing erection, wrapped in a salty liquid of desire.
I started with a soft lick on the head, feeling him tighten the sofa upholstery as my hands continued to stroke his length, moistening it completely with a slow and pleasurable massage. Like savoring an ice cream, I moved up to the top with small kisses and subtle licks around the glans.
I moved my mouth along the entire length, alternating between gentle sucks and light bites on the sides, keeping my hands in constant motion, massaging his balls and his member.
“Your mouth is incredible, Miss...” He whispered, breathless, holding the back of my neck and moving in sync with my actions. “Truly incredible...”
I dug my nails into his thighs, intensifying the sucks and the back and forth movements in a rhythm that encouraged him to find maximum pleasure. I continued alternating between suctions and licks while his hands guided his member close to my lips, making me hold my breath audaciously.
“You're truly a bold apprentice,” the CEO said, moaning with desire as he felt my tongue on him. I engulfed the entire length with a burning eagerness and a voracious need, feeling my body twist with every suck while his pulsed in response. I dug my nails into his groin, running one hand over his belly up to his chest, leaving light scratches in my insatiable quest to explore every inch of his magnificent body. Furthermore, I slid to his balls, alternating between nibbles and gentle kisses, before redirecting all my attention to his erection.
Increasing the pace of my mouth movements, Patrik moaned, grabbing my hair and guiding it to my lips, while his hips moved with a frantic intensity in search of more pleasure. I applied more pressure to the suctions, leading him to climax. As he throbbed, I continued to extract every drop of his taste with an insatiable voracity, unable to satisfy myself, so addictive was his taste.
“Mrs. Elisabeth, you're as talented as you are provocative,” Patrik moaned, breathless, as he pulled me and turned me over the sofa, lifting my nightgown and inserting his fingers into my intimacy. “You've aroused me, and you're delightfully receptive...”
Brushing his erection at the entrance of my intimacy, the CEO teased me, playing with his fingers in stimulation while his thumb pressed my sensitive spot. Holding his already-erect member firmly, he hinted at penetration, teasing me and making me moan with desire and pulsate frenetically between my legs. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. However, Patrik did not penetrate me immediately; instead, he smiled provocatively, sliding his fingers up, stimulating my sensitive spot down, and dangerously grazing them close to his own erection.