28. Laurie

Iwas fighting to breathe through my nose. I couldn't get enough air, but Worth's cock felt so good stretching my lips. I wanted to keep sucking him until he let me swallow his cum again, but I knew that wasn't what he wanted. He wanted to fuck me while I was pressed up against the window, displayed for everyone to see. He wanted to prove that I belonged to him.

I hummed around him, swallowing and letting him feel the muscles of my throat work along his length. He sucked in his breath and pushed me away.

"Damn, you're fucking good at that, Princess."

"I told you I would be a good boy." My voice was horse which made him smile. "I'm being good for you, aren't I?"

"You are. Now, get back in position, hands on the window and brace yourself. I'm not going to go easy on your ass."

"I wouldn't want you to. I'm here to please you."

He gripped my hips roughly, lined up his cock and pushed deep. I cried out, but he didn't slow down. He kept going, fucking me so hard I stumbled, nearly crashing into the window. I had to press my forearms against the glass to support myself.

"Look out there. All those people wish they could be as good as you. They wish they could pleasure me like you do, but they can't do that, because you're fucking perfection."

I fought to stay still. It felt so good to be stretched by him, used by him. I needed him to tell me how good I was. I also needed to move. He was driving against my body, jolting me, making my cock bounce. I needed friction desperately, from my hand or his or fucking anything.

I pushed against him, trying to take him deeper.

He slapped the side of my ass. "I didn't tell you to move."

"Can't stay still. Need you so bad."

"You move again before you have permission and I'll stop. I'll jerk off, and I won't even let you taste it. I won't let you feel it on your body or dripping out of your ass."

"Please. No."

"Then hold still. I know you can." His grip on my hips tightened. I tried to imagine his hands were restraints. Somehow, I managed to hold myself still, pressing into the window so hard I wondered if it would crack.

The glass was thick. It had to be safe, but I couldn't help but worry that we were going to tumble out.

"You're safe with me," Worth said, as if he knew my thoughts.

"I know. I…Fuck me. Please."

He did, hard and fast, driving over my prostate, making me whimper and beg. I pretended my feet were glued to the ground and pressed my arms against the window, ready to cry with need. If it hadn't been for his grip on my hips, I would never have succeeded in staying still.

"God, Princess, you're so perfect, so obedient, so good."

"Do I please you?"

"Yes. You please me so much. I'm going let you move now, fuck yourself on my cock."

I did, jerking my hips wildly, so fucking desperate. "Touch me. Please. I need to come."

"No, Princess, you're going to come with no hands. You're only going to come from me driving into your ass good and hard."

"I don't…I can't." I was losing my mind. I was going to fall apart completely. "I need this. I need to come. Please, I'll be so good."

"You are good. You can do this. You can give me what I want." He tilted my hips, making the angle even better. The pleasure became pain it was so intense. I needed release, needed to go over the edge.

"Please. I'll do anything."

"Just stay with me. You've got this." He pumped into me so hard I was going to be bruised, but I could take it, I wanted it. "Come for me. Show me how much you need this."

I felt it. I was right there on the edge, so close, then I was falling, crying out as cum shot from my untouched cock.

"Yes, Princess. That's it." Finally, Worth wrapped his hand around my cock, and the climax intensified. I fell against the window, and his hand was there under my head, catching me.

"It's okay, Princess. Come on down to your knees. You've done so good."

He helped me lower myself to the ground, his cock sliding almost all the way out, making me whimper. "Need you. Don't want to let you go."

"I'm not going anywhere."

He eased me forward until I was on all fours, positioned himself behind me, and thrust in again. I cradled my head on my hands, arching my back, encouraging him to go as deep as he could. Seconds later he cried out my name and I felt his hot cum pour into my ass.

He pulled out and spread my ass cheeks with his hands. "Feel my seed running out of you? I want to see it run down your thighs. I want you marked with it. You are mine. Do you understand that?"

"Yes, sir."

"Do you really understand it?" I knew what he was asking, even in my haze of lust and my exhaustion from all that he'd done. He wanted to know if I understood this wasn't really a game. "I'm claiming you, Laurie."

"I know." I couldn't make myself say anymore because I couldn't be sure it wouldn't ultimately stay a game, no matter how much he wanted to prove otherwise.

But I did feel his cum sliding down my legs. It was so hot my cock tried to stir again, but I was absolutely drained.

Worth slid his fingers up my thighs and pushed his cum back into me. "Fuck. That's so good."

"You're incredible, Princess."

I smiled. "You're not so bad yourself."

He gave my ass a light slap. "I suppose I'm not. Any chance you can walk to the bed?"

I shook my head.

"Give me a minute, and I'll carry you."

"You don't have to."

"I want to. I want to do everything to make you happy."

I'd fallen asleep by the time Worth tried to lift me. I did my best to get my feet under myself and stand, then he scooped me into his arms, carrying me bridal style to his bed. He laid me down gently and climbed in, spooning me and pulling the covers up over us.

"Thank you," I said.

"You don't need to thank me for anything."

"Not for playing the game with me, for taking care of me, for everything you've done."

"No, you don't need to thank me for that, because I have done nothing but what I wanted to do. I loved playing that game with you. I'd love to do it again. I'd love to find other fantasies we enjoy playing."

I sighed. "Is there any way this can really work?"

"There is every way this can work."

"Because you want it to, and you get what you want?"

"That's right. And what I want is a gorgeous man who makes me smile, makes me happy, pleases me like I've never been pleased before. And I get someone to develop a fashion business with. A whole new start; something I want to do, not something my mother is telling me to do, not something I feel obligated to do, but something I would actually enjoy."

I smiled. It was quite a dream, the idea of the two of us creating fashion together, but I knew one thing about dreams, they weren't likely to come true. Of course, I'd never dreamed about doing anything with a billionaire before. I suppose it's a lot easier when you have all the money you could want to throw around, but Worth wasn't known for sticking with things.

"I really don't have any experience other than knowing basics of how sketch and knowing what I like."

"You can learn whatever you need to. We could hire as many people as we need. We can develop our own plan, decide what we want to create."

"Worth, I don't know that I am?—"

"Not now. We're not going to talk about the future now. Just let me hold you. I don't have much longer before I have to get ready."

I laid my hand over Worth's. "Please be careful tonight. Please don't try to rush out and be a hero. Let Carter and Matteo handle it."

"I need to be there."

"I know. I understand that. Believe me, if I didn't, I'd be trying to talk you out of it. Beck's your brother, and you need to see for yourself that he's okay the moment they get him out, but please listen to Carter. I don't want you hurt, I don't want Beck hurt, and I don't want them having to protect the both of you."

He kissed the top of my head. "I'll listen. I know I'm not the right person for this job. I know the others need to take the lead."

"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?"

"Yes. I would never ask you to walk into danger like this."

"But I want Beck safe too."

"I know you do, but please stay here. You'll like Ben. He'll distract you, just not like I do."

"I have a feeling Miles would kill me for that even before you did."

"I would never ever hurt you." He stroked my hair and kissed the back of my neck.

"I know that. I know you care about me. This last week has been the best thing that ever happened to me."

"This is not goodbye."

"I didn't say that."

"But you're thinking it. Stop."

"Worth, I just want you to understand that I don't have expectations of you."

"I know the things Beck has told you about me. I know the man you think I am."

I turned over and faced him. "I think you are an incredibly special man who has a huge capacity to care for people, but who desperately needs to think about what he wants and who needs to find a path that he cares about."

"But you don't think I can commit to one person in a relationship?"

"I think it's only been five days. It's a lot to decide so fast."

"It's been the most amazing five days of my life. I need to get dressed. They'll be here soon."

"I know. Just please come back in one piece."

"All right, then we'll talk about our future."

"Or we can?—"

He frowned. "Laurie?—"

"I won't run out on you. I will talk to you. It's not like I have a plan or any place to go. That's part of the problem."

"It's no problem at all."

"It is for me."