"I can't breathe!" Kira gasped, gagging on my cock. Her words were muffled but frustration clear as she spit it out of her petite mouth.
I looked into her eyes, surprised by the uncharacteristic vocalized angst. Where was the unshakeable master of the boardroom? Where was the epitome of confidence that runway-stomped into every room, commanding respect? This was new territory for me. Not knowing what to do, I pulled her up off her knees and embraced her.
She resisted my comfort at first, then melted into my arms. It was new territory for her too.
We clung to one another in silence. She was so soft. Her delicate flesh was such an interesting companion to the rock-hard demeanor she showed the rest of the world. I'd expected taut muscles with an athletic body, rather than the sumptuous pillowy curves I'd discovered underneath her business suits.
While we continued our embrace, I trailed my fingertips up and down her naked back, then pulled back to face her, resting my hands on the swell of her sexy hips. “Hey, what’s really going on? We don't need to do this, you know."
"No, I want to. I asked you for a fantasy. You told me. It's just…"
"Are you afraid?”
She remained silent, and her eyes flitted about, looking for somewhere to land — another stark behavior departure. Usually, Kira's sustained, intense eye contact left one feeling stripped naked and intimidated.
Determined to get to the bottom of her upset, I patiently repeated my question. “What are you scared of? Suffocating?”
“No. Much worse," she whimpered.
“Worse? What's worse?”
She sucked in her lower lip, looking more like a frightened child than the CEO of a company. “Failure,” she replied softly.
I shook my head, and offered a reassuring smile. “You're not here to close a multi-million-dollar deal, Kira.”
She pushed back. “I know, this is even more important. I wanted to do this for you. For us. It would be a first.”
I kissed her forehead. “Damn, you know how to make a guy feel good. I appreciate your desire to please me.” I found her vulnerability very attractive and mashed my lips against hers, claiming her mouth rather than simply kissing her. My tongue chased hers and explored every inch inside her mouth. I wanted her to feel my passion — my dominance — before I pulled back to offer a suggestion. “WIll you follow my lead?”
Her eyes lingered on my lips. She’d enjoyed the rougher kiss from me. Her hardened nipples gave her away, yet I sensed hesitation.
"Take a deep breath. I want you to relax. You always want control, and I understand why. Your childhood and— ”
“That has nothing to do with it,” she interrupted and warned me, with her eyebrows knitting together, to back off that trail.
“Just listen. Let me guide you.” My thumbs caressed her throat, trying to coax it into submission. "Trust me with your breathing. Give me control.”
It wasn't until that moment, I realized just how much I needed her trust. Struggling to find the right words, I simply added, "I know you've been let down before… but not by me."
Kira closed her eyes, probably analyzing my words. Hopefully, something, maybe even an instinct, would tell her to trust me. When her eyes reopened, she nodded consent, and I gently pressed her shoulders. Following my direction, she kneeled again.
I lifted her chin and made her a promise. “I will never hurt you, Kira.”
Encircling my cock with my hand, I surprised her by rubbing its head around her cheek instead of pushing it inside her mouth. I led it across the bridge of her nose to the other cheek. My cock had hardened again, and I gently tapped the head against her lips before dragging it down her chin to her throat. From there, I slid my cock up and down the outside of her throat, watching the effect on her. My free hand massaged the nape of her neck, loosening her taut muscles while her hands found my ass.
