Bedroom Negotiations With Mr. Dunn (Boys of Chicago Book #2)

Chapter 3

“f**k,” he mumbled as he broke our kiss.

We were already kissing for so long that it actually ended up in a make-out session. The Great Porter Dunn is sitting on the chair while I am straddling him with my hands wrapped around his neck. His hands are all over my back and I can feel a huge bulge underneath.

Gosh, is he huge now?

His brown eyes found mine with an intense stare. “We should eat first,” he said in a calm voice.

I bit my lip and nodded. I moved to stand up but he held my waist. I looked at him, confused. What does he want to do now?

“I thought we’re going to eat?” I asked innocently.

He bit his lower lip while still looking at me with his serious eyes. He held my cheek and pulled me closer to his face. “On second thought, maybe we can spare ten minutes to make out,” he said in a low voice before connecting our lips once more.

I immediately closed my eyes as I felt his lips savor and explore mine like it is his own territory. We have been kissing for minutes but I am still wondering how he could kiss this good. His mouth seemed to have its own magic that it makes my whole body surrender.

I could feel him smiling when he noticed that I was already responding to his kisses. My fingers combed his hair as he showered me with hot and dee kisses.

This is hard. It is so hard to resist him no matter how many times I remind myself of why I am here with him. I am here to save our business. And that’s the only reason why I am doing this.

But since, this is already inevitable, might as well just enjoy the whole ride, right?

His hand went up and down against my back as I felt myself moving into a grinding motion against his hard bulge. He moaned as my center brushed his hardness.

His kisses went to my cheek and then down to jaw, slightly biting me and licking me all at the same time. I tipped my head to the side to give him more access on my neck.

“Hmmm,” I breathed as I felt him sucking a spot on my neck.

My hands fisted on his hair as he continued to suck me hard on the space between my collarbone and my neck.

He grunted as his kisses went down to my chest, to my cleavage. He cupped my breast as he continued to trail kisses on my chest. “God,” he whispered as he looked up and crashed his lips onto mine again.

Well, god, I must really be crazy. I must really have gone crazy.

We spent another couple of minutes making out in front of the empty dinner table until we both decided to really eat. Yes, and I have a lot of questions to him regarding our contract too.

“Are you currently studying?” he asked as he sliced his medium rare steak.

I nodded shyly. f**k, now that we’re not kissing torridly, I am getting shy on him? I must really be crazy. “I’m supposed to be on my last year this year. Fine Arts.”

He raised his brow. He must not have pegged me to be an artsy person just like everyone in the university. They only look at me as the only daughter of the owner of the Grazen Airlines.

Most of my professors were really curious as to why I took up Fine Arts instead of aviation or business. As expected, they all think that an heiress of a huge airline company must be studying on how to manage business, not paint some silly abstract stuff.

“B-but I am planning on taking up some classes in business so I could help in running our company,” I added.

Mr. Dunn nodded. “You are the director of your airlines, right?”

I nodded.

“But you don’t know how to run it…” he said.

I looked at him. He’s staring at me with his usual intense stare. Nervousness crept in me as I swallowed. “T-that’s why I am giving you the position of the CEO—”

“You have cousins, right? Why haven’t you thought of giving them that position?”

I pursed my lips in a thin line. He’s right. “My cousins are already bosses on their own companies—”

“I am a boss of my own company, too, Graziella,” he interrupted.

My lips parted. Of course!

“So, why me?” he probed.

“Because you hold most of the stocks in our company, next to ours,” I explained.

He c****d his head to the side, thought about for a moment before nodding. “Good point,” he said. “So, when are you going to introduce me as the CEO?” he asked.

I narrowed my eyes on the glass of wine in front of me. I haven’t thought about that but I can ask Ingrid, my secretary—formerly, Dad’s, to arrange a press conference for him.

“When do you want?” I asked.

He sat back and I cannot believe how I am so stunned at his handsome and ruthless face. “I will be out for a week. I’ll be flying to France.”

He’s going out of the country? Good. I needed time to think as well.

“You can introduce me when I come back,” he told me.

I nodded. “I will ask my secretary to arrange a press conference for your appointment.”

He looked at me, amused. “Good,” was all he replied.

We continued to eat as my mind was filled with thoughts about the contract he just showed me. I wanted to ask questions but my tongue seemed to have not been active.

“While I am away,” Porter Dunn started. “I would want you to consult an OB for the birth control method that’s perfect for you.”

My eyes widened at how he could utter that without any hint of embarrassment. Birth control…he wants to me use contraceptives.

The sides of his lips rose. “You should know that I don’t really like withdrawing and coming over anywhere else other than inside you.”

Shit.

My whole body seemed to have stiffened with what he just said. It shook my virgin mind. And I don’t even know what I am going to feel about it. So that is why he said he might or might not wear any condom during our sessions…

He chuckled lowly. “Don’t worry, after tonight, you won’t ever feel shy speaking to me with matters regarding to sex.”

My knees trembled. He must have a wide experience with this because he is talking to me like he lives with s*x. Well, I won’t be surprised if he’s got a long list of women who would want to share a bed with him in an intense and intimate night.

Who could say no to that face?

“A-about the h-hook up place…” I stuttered.

“I’m going to give you the keys when I get back from Paris,” he answered even without me completing my sentence.

I nodded.

“When was your last s*x?” he asked so casually.

My eyes widened. f**k. Is this how my mission will end? If I told him I am a virgin, there is a huge chance that he would back out of this. But…if I don’t tell him now, he would realize it when we’re doing it. And that would be worse because I lied to him.

I fiddled with my fingers. “I’m…” f**k! “…a virgin.” I said in almost a whisper.

“What?” he asked in an alarmed state. “You’re a virgin?” he asked in disbelief.

I bit my lip and nodded. I prepared myself for his outburst. He would back out for sure. I would lose our airlines. I would lose everything my parents worked hard for.

“f**k!” he cursed loudly as I heard his chair moving.

I couldn’t make myself look at him because I am scared that he would back out now. I am not prepared to face that my parents’ company isn’t going to be ours now.

I am already constructing words inside my head when I felt a hand hold mine. I looked up and saw Porter Dunn in front of him, squatting while caressing my hands softly.

His eyes are softer than usual. It’s as if he’s trying to be gentle to me now that he learned that I am virgin.

“Let’s go to our room,” he said.

“Are you backing out?” I asked.

He furrowed his brows at me. “Why would I back out?” he asked back.

I frowned at him. “Because I am a virgin…I won’t be able to satisfy you in bed…”

He stared at me, lips parted for a moment. “We can rectify this situation,” he said as he stood up and took my hand in his.

We both walked out of the VIP room towards the hotel’s main elevator. I don’t know what will happen to the room that we left behind. We’ve only been halfway through our meal.

Mr. Dunn laced his fingers with mine. I looked around to see if there are people watching. Good thing, we seem to be the only ones in here. We rode the elevator in silence. He’s still holding my hand like his dear life clings to it.

He was silent and I was starting to become nervous and scared. I know how imposing and authoritative he could be but his aura right now is different. I don’t know but I feel like he’s more intimidating now that he’s this close to me.

I gave him a quick glance and saw him in deep thoughts. His brows are furrowed and his lips in a grim line. I swallowed and looked away. My heart is beating fast as his serious face flashed back in my mind.

I’ve read a lot of articles about Porter Alejandro Dunn. He’s known as the bad boy in the business world but he was never pegged as a playboy. I wonder how. All of the articles say that he’s never been in a relationship—well, not that those writers know of.

But it doesn’t mean that he is the person those articles are claiming him to be. He kisses so good and he’s blatantly just speaking s*x like it is a casual thing to talk about. He seemed so veteran on this.

Or maybe no one knows about this side of his because he makes sure that every single girl he f***s have signed his nondisclosure agreement.

So that’s why he’s made sure that we don’t talk about our intimate sessions in public.

Smart guy.

My thoughts were stopped when the lift opened. Mr. Dunn walked out, tugging me from behind. He’s walking straight ahead like he knows where the room is.

I looked around the empty and quiet corridors until we stopped. 6509 is the room number. Porter Dunn let go of my hand to get something inside his suit pocket. He took a keycard and opened the room.

I bit my lip as a strong surge of anxiety attacked my veins. I looked around the room the moment I entered. Mr. Dunn remained standing, holding the door for me.

It was not simple. There is a living room, a dining table for four, a kitchen and one bedroom. I don’t see the toilet from where I am standing right now but I guess it is inside the bedroom.

I almost jumped when I heard the door closing from behind me. I heard the locks that made my mind go chaotic. Now, it has finally sunk in me. Porter Dunn’s way of rectifying the situation is definitely me losing my virginity tonight. But that’s what really is going to happen. So I don’t see the difference.

“Take off your blazer,” he whispered as I felt his presence behind me. His breath fanned the back of my neck that did not fail to send shivers down my spine.

I gulped and bit my lip as I slowly took my blazer off. f**k it, Graziella! Where is your confidence now, huh? Two can play this game? Really?

I felt like a tiny kitten at the mercy of a fierce and dangerous tiger. I can’t do anything but to oblige. I don’t have anything to do but oblige.

As my blazer fell on the floor, I felt Porter Dunn’s hands around my waist. He’s caressing me and it doesn’t make all these emotional turmoil inside me better.

“Tonight is the only night I will be this gentle to you,” he whispered making all the hair around my neck stand up.

Hell, what does that mean?

He planted feather-like kisses on my shoulder as his hand rested on my stomach. I tipped my head to the side as he showered me with wet kisses around my neck.

My breathing hitched as his touch went to my arm, caressing me slowly and gently while his kisses made their way to my jaw…then to my ear.

“Baby, I can’t wait to bed you…” he uttered as his hands removed the straps of my dress, pulling them down to expose my bare chest. “f**k, you’re not wearing bra?” he asked as he immediately cupped my breasts, kneading and massaging them.

My dress has paddings so I didn’t need to wear bra, I wanted to tell him that but my mind just couldn’t think straight right now.

He twirled his fingers on my n*****s, making me moan in pleasure.

“You like that?” he asked in his husky and seductive voice.

“Hmmm…” I hummed.

He chuckled lowly as he pushed my dress lower until it dropped on the floor leaving me alone in my panties. “Hmmm, I thought you went commando, Graziella.”

Fuck. Why would I go commando on him? That hasn’t even crossed my mind—s**t!

“Baby, you’re wet now?” he asked as he rubbed the center of my panties. “Did you miss my mouth?”

I let out a deep breath as I felt him inserting his fingers inside my laced underwear. I gasped when I felt him rubbing my clit as a million volts of energy seemed to have entered my veins. I held onto him because I am losing the feel of my knees with everything that he is doing to me.

“f**k!” he cursed as he turned me around and crashed his lips on mine—kissing me deeply and eagerly while his hand stayed on my swollen bud.

He bit my lower lip to let his tongue enter inside my mouth. I gasped and moaned through the kiss because his fingers picked up their pace.

“Oh, god!” I moaned as Mr. Dunn removed my panties. He spread my legs and kneeled in between them.

My eyes widened when I saw what he is doing. “What—ah!” I couldn’t continue what I am going to say because he is already down there, kissing my bud so fervently.

Every flick of his tongue made my knees weaker and weaker leaving me with no choice but I hold on to his head so I wouldn’t fall hard.

His eyes watched me as he sucked my clit. He held my thighs in place as he licked my slick folds without stop.

“Oh, god! Mr. Dunn!” I moaned out loud as I felt something building in my stomach. “Holy—”

I let out a breath of relief as I came on his mouth for the second time today. Mr. Dunn stood up and started to remove his clothes. I watched him as he swiftly unbuttoned his shirt revealing his toned and ripped torso.

God, I knew he was masculine but I never thought—

Mr. Dunn kissed me and pulled me towards his body. My body seemed to have heated up with the mere contact of our naked upper torsos. He cupped my breast as his tongue traced my mouth expertly. He kissed my jaw briefly before engulfing one n****e.

“Oh…” I moaned as he sucked my n****e like a hungry baby. He twirled his tongue around it like it’s his favorite candy.

My hands went to his belt and tried to unbuckle it. He stopped what he’s doing and looked at me for a few seconds with eyes filled with unadulterated lust before helping me remove his pants with his boxers.

My eyes went wide when I saw his huge length, erect and proud.

“You can’t back out now,” he told me. He must have seen the shock etched in my face as I saw his whole length.

“But…it’s…you’re…” I can’t even complete my sentence.

He chuckled and carried me bridal style. “It will fit you, baby. I’ll try to be gentle…”

Try? Damn!

“Mr. Dunn—”

“Porter,” he said. “Call me Porter, Graziella…”

I bit my lip as he laid me on top of the bed. He spread my legs wide and settled in between. I can feel his length grazing against my heated folds. Suddenly, the fear I was feeling was replaced with pleasure and excitement.

“I’m going to inch in now…” he said as he positioned his tip on my wet entrance. “This is going to hurt but I’m going to make you feel better later…”

I nodded as I looked into his eyes. He seemed promising as he uttered those words and I cannot do anything but trust him.

And boy, he wasn’t lying when he said it was going to hurt. I felt like I was being cut into two as he pushed his length into my entrance. I whimpered in pain as I felt him filling me in.

“f**k! You’re so tight,” he said as he pulled out. I breathed in relief only for him to enter me once again. This time he penetrated deeper but I knew it wasn’t his whole length.

He pulled out once again, only to enter once again until his whole shaft was inside me. He repeated pulling out and pushing in for a few moments until the pain I was feeling was replaced with pleasure.

“Don’t stop,” I moaned as he started to pick up his pace.

“s**t,” he muttered as he thrusted in and out of me deeper and deeper with greater intensity as he increased his pace.

He anchored the back of my knees around his arm, stretching me even more, to make me feel him deeper inside.

He groaned as he started slamming in and out of me hardly. The room was filled with our moans and grunts and the sound of the bed squeaking as it met the head board slammed against the wall with every thrust.

“Oh god!” I moaned as I could feel a familiar sensation building in my stomach.

Mr. Dunn’s face was red as he kept pushing and pulling in and out of me. The veins in his arms and neck corded before we came on our earth-shattering release together.