Page 46 of The Deadbeat DILF
I hummed around his cock. It was my attempt at communicating,yes, I love it.
He started stroking my head, gently pushing his hand through my hair, making me feel cherished. “I’m so lucky to have you, Brooke. You’re so beautiful. So clever. And a world-class cocksucker too.”
His words made me rub my clit faster. I could feel myself approaching the edge. I pressed my tongue flat against the underside of his cockhead, where it was most sensitive, and he jerked, his hands curling into my hair.
It didn’t hurt. In fact, it exhilarated me to see him start to lose control.
“I’m— ” he began, teeth gritted. “I’m not going to last long.”
I started sucking harder, fully willing to swallow his cum. However, he had other ideas. “Get up here,” he ordered.
Not about to argue, I did as he said. I crawled up, so I was sitting on his lower stomach, his defined abs under my thighs.With one hand, he started stroking himself. The other hand played with my pussy.
We stared into each other’s eyes, and a second later, his jaw tightened. He came with a grunt, and I felt the hot splatter of his cum against my lower back. That, paired with his talented fingers on my clit, tipped me over the edge, and my toes curled as I had an earth-shattering orgasm.
A minute later, we caught our breath, and looked at each other. Robert’s skin was sweaty, and his cheeks flushed. I was probably sweaty and red too.
“Sorry, I made a mess,” he said.
I shook my head. “It was hot,” I said.
He chuckled. “Come on. We better shower, then get ready for work.”
I nodded and started to climb off him, but to my surprise, he picked me up, making me gasp. He carried me to the bathroom and we stood in the shower together, feeling happy and satisfied as hot water rained over us.
At work, I rubbed my eyes and forced myself to focus on the documents in front of me, even though my mind felt like it was being pulled in a hundred different directions. Anger at Mike. Joy at the fact that Robert and I were officially together. Excitement when I remembered the sex we’d had this morning. Sadness when I thought of the hurt on Robert’s face. Curiosity, because I still didn’t know what had happened in his family’s past.
Judging by how guarded Robert was about it, I doubted I would hear the details from him anytime soon. I would be lying if I said it didn’t bother me, but it was his personal business. He didn’t owe me any answers. He’d open up when he was ready.
My office phone suddenly rang, pulling me out of my thoughts. I picked up the receiver and placed it against my ear. “Brooke Chambers.”
“Hey, Brooke. I have a Mike Davies here to see you,” Ashley said. “He doesn’t have an appointment, but he insists it’s urgent.”
My blood ran cold. Mike was here? Why?
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
I took too long to reply, because Ashley spoke again. “Shall I send him away?” she asked, sounding uncertain.
I considered it, but it would cause more trouble than it was worth. I had to assume Mike was here for a reason, though I doubted he was here to apologize.
“No, you can send him in. Thanks, Ashley.” I set the phone down, my heart thumping.
What was he here to say?
A knock sounded on my door. I sucked in a deep breath, rolled my shoulders back, and composed myself.
“Come in,” I said, thankful my voice came out calm.
The door swung open, and Mike stepped into my office. He was dressed in another suit jacket and slacks, and given the time, he must’ve used his lunch hour to come see me. “Brooke.” He hesitated. “Thanks for seeing me. I won’t take up too much of your time, but I need to talk to you.”
“About what?” I asked.
Mike shot me a pointed look. “The fact that you and my dad are together.”
My stomach dropped, but I tried to keep a neutral expression. “You’re mistaken. I’m not dating your father, Mike.”
“Oh, come on,” he said, waving a hand. “You were holding hands. I saw the way you two were looking at each other. Don’t try to fool me—it’s insulting.”
