Halloween Masquerade Read Online Free Page B

depths.
    “Elias, it’s too much,” she moaned and squirmed a bit, trying to adjust to his length and size.
    “Sharice, don’t wiggle around, honey,” he pleaded. Sweat began to break out on his forehead because he wanted so badly to move inside her, but he was trying to be patient to let her adjust to his cock. He felt her begin to relax around him, and her pussy walls began to caress his shaft.
    Arching her back, she embedded his dick deeper inside her. His restraint broke, and he began to piston hard into her wet, tight, warm cunt. Sharice mewled with each sharp thrust. Her pussy clasped him every time he exited and entered her. She felt so good he was ready to explode. He rested his head on her shoulder and wrapped his hand around her hair, pulling her head back as he continued to pound into her.
    Ready to come and not wanting to orgasm alone, he released her hair and rubbed her clit, while his other hand left her shoulder to tweak her nipple hard. He rested his sweaty head on her shoulder, his mouth planted on her skin, licking and sucking. He could feel the beginnings of an orgasm taking over her body; her walls were beginning to pulse around him. With a sudden pinch to her clit, Sharice came hard, squeezing his dick tight in a vise, raining more of her essence down on him. As she fluttered around him, he came with one final hard thrust into her. His sperm jetted and mingled with her juices, and his body shook as he expelled himself, his balls drawn tight.
    “Oh, God, you feel so good, so damn good. You’re mine, Sharice, mine,” he growled, then pulled out of her and turned her around in his arms, staking a possessive claim with his kiss.
    Dragging his mouth away from her, he said, “You’re mine, Sharice, no one else’s but mine. No one else will pleasure you and desire you the way I am going to continue to. Open your eyes and look at me. I want to see you when you say you belong to me.”
    Sharice’s eyes fluttered open and she gazed at him with uncertainty and rebellion in their depths. “Elias, this is happening so fast. I didn’t even know you desired me, and I can’t just dismiss my rule of not dating my clients. I—”
    “You’re fired,” he stated arrogantly. At the expression of shock, then outrage in her narrowed eyes, he lifted a finger to her lips to silence her.
    “I respect your policy of not dating a client, so as of right now I am no longer your client. I want you, and I want you in my life. I want to get to know you better. I want to make you laugh, to know what excites you, what your passions are outside of work, and what makes you moan.” Sharice arched her eyebrow at him. He chuckled, surprising her, but continued.
    “I want to wake up to the taste of you on my tongue and my cock buried so deep inside you, we don’t know where one begins or the other ends. You fit my cock so perfectly, as if you were tailored for me.” As he continued to speak, her body began to relax and melt into him. “I want to explore not only this desire for you, but everything else. You make me feel things I’ve never felt before. I haven’t felt this way with anyone else. This constant need to be around you and with you—please give me a chance.”
    “Elias, I—”
    He interrupted her by pressing his finger more firmly against her lips. Sharice’s gaze narrowed and she pulled away a bit from him, but she didn’t say a word as he continued. “If it makes it any better, all these guests I have invited to the Halloween masquerade are mostly for you. I wanted to showcase what a talent you are as an event planner. I also invited magazine reporters whose articles spotlight main events and their planners. I did this all for you. I actually really hate throwing parties, and I did this to get next to you,” he said sheepishly.
    Sharice stared at him now with fire crackling in her eyes, and his shoulders dipped, thinking she was still going to refuse to give them a chance.
    She opened her mouth and