I whimper and he leans his head down to nip at my jaw. He hasn’t readjusted his hold on me once and I know I’m about to find out if that stamina extends to everything he does. Nate pauses briefly in his explorations, we’re still standing in the open space by the stairs. “Aubrey…”
I reach a hand up to start unbuttoning his shirt.
“I need you to really hear me— once we do this, you’re no longer single. Do you understand me?”
I frown in concentration. “I’m no longer single, but you are?”
His grip tightens on me. “I’ve never had a woman here. This isn’t a casual hookup. I still think you should be hanging out with people closer to you in age, going to nightclubs…
“But I don’t like going to nightclubs! Stop trying to put me in some stupid mold.”
He frowns, “I’m not, but…”
“Did you like going to nightclubs when you were twenty-six?”
“I was in a war zone at twenty-six.” He says dryly.
“Well, would you rather have been in a nightclub?”
“Hell, no.”
I lean up from his embrace and suck on his earlobe. I swear he almost drops me. “Stop trying to tell me what I want. I want you.”
“I still think I’m too old for you. But once I have you, I’m keeping you. Got it?
I consider everything he’s trying to tell me with that statement. He’s going to be overprotective, sometimes uncommunicative and he’s going to make me cum harder than I ever have before on a very regular basis. “I’m good.” I smile at him, more than satisfied with my current life choices.
“Fuck, you’re amazing.” And carries me the rest of the way down the hall to his room.
He puts me down gently at the side of the bed, his hands on my waist until he’s sure I’m stable. Then he slowly lifts my blouse over my head, pausing to stare at my breasts, swelling out of my favorite peach bra. He traces the line at the top with a thick finger, dipping just under the lace. He leans down to drop a series of small kisses on my collar bone, and then draws one nipple into his mouth, leaving the lace wet against my skin. He repeats that on my other breast and I’m left breathless with arms loose on his back. That’s when I remember I have a secret weapon. “I have a confession to make.”
“Hmmm? What’s that?” he doesn’t look up from my breasts; he’s still laving them with careful attention.
“I might have read your personnel file a few extra times in a non-professional capacity.”
A chuckle emerges from somewhere around my waist but he still doesn’t look up. “Learn anything interesting?”
“Well, there was this intriguing little note on page 106…”
“Hmmm?”
Right then I find the spot on his back mentioned on page 106, right below his narrow waist. There’s a shout as he grabs me and flings us both on the bed. I’m laughing so hard it takes me a minute to realize I’ve landed on my back with my hands pinned over my head. Despite the surprise attack, Nate was careful not to place his full weight on me but there’s enough there that I can’t move.
“Aubrey! Fuck, that could have been dangerous.”
I’m grinning with delight that it worked. “Totally worth it. You need some laughter in your life. Come on, Commander. I thought you were going to claim me?”
He growls and shifts slightly so that his throbbing cock is poised at my entrance, stopped only by the layers of clothing. My laughter fades to a moan as Nate pushes my skirt up and makes short work of pulling my panties off. He flicks the button on his trousers and I hear the zip. Suddenly the tip of his cock is pushing into me. “You asked for it.” He rasps in my ear. The light wool of his trousers is rubbing on the bare skin of my thighs making them unbearably sensitive. There’s something about his still having all his clothes on that makes this unbelievably hot. He lets my hands go so he can brace himself as he fills me, stretching me wide.
“I did.” I acknowledge happily, bringing my legs up to hold him tighter. He’s big, even larger than I expected given his height and build. His thumb drags across my throbbing clit making my pussy jerk and pulse in reaction. He sinks in a little deeper, pausing as my body adjusts.
“You are so damned tight.” He pushes all the way in with a slow steady pressure as I gasp, my walls aching as they stretch to accept him. Then he’s pulling out and everything in me is clinging to hold him in place.
His tongue thrusts into my open mouth just as his cock pushes home once again making me moan at the double invasion. Suddenly I’m flying apart, my pussy spasming on his cock. Endless ripples of pleasure spread out to my fingertips. I feel my toes curl in ecstasy. I think I screamed.
I look up to see a gleam of satisfaction in his impossibly dark eyes. Then he’s pounding into me, his braced arms bracketing my shoulders keeping me from being pushed up the bed. The friction is rubbing my already swollen clit into new heights of sensation. I don’t think I can take any more. With the next stroke of his cock, I slip over the edge again, tumbling down while sensation rages in every nerve of my body.
Then Nate bellows, “Aubrey!” and I feel his hot cum spurting in long ropes deep inside me. It sets off another series of minor tremors that have me trying to fuse my body with his.
Eventually, he sinks down on me, still careful to let me breathe. “Give me a sec.”
He’s panting and I can feel sweat through his shirt on his back. It’s hard to believe his clothing didn’t erupt in flames. He starts to pull out but I stop him. I’m not ready to let him go, even if it’s not far. He frowns at me slightly then rolls us over so I’m draped across his broad chest. “You okay?”
“Hmmm. Fabulous.”
“That was dirty pool, Aubrey.”
“Not really. You’ve already pointed out that you’re bigger than me. I have to use other resources.”
He reaches down and pinches my exposed butt. “You could have been hurt.”
I scoff. “You aren’t going to hurt me.”
Nate grumbles but holds me tight against his chest. His cock is still semi-hard inside me and my pussy is fluttering in anticipation of more to come.
6
NATE
I thought I knew what was in my file. Now I’m going to have to go to HR and look at it, figure out who ratted me out. There are only about five guys that know how ticklish I am right there unless one of them got drunk and blabbed. Shit. I wasn’t kidding when I told Aubrey she could have gotten hurt. I’ve reflexively thrown big guys across the room, long story—you had to be there. Luckily it hasn’t come up since; until Aubrey found out about it. Which means my first hunch was correct. I need her on my team. Anyone with that kind of eye for detail is a priceless asset. Doesn’t hurt that she has a priceless ass too, but that conversation is for another day.
I smirk at the thought of being able to give her orders, all day every day, in the office and the bedroom. Unfortunately, I know that’s only going to happen in my dreams. Aubrey has a spine of steel and sadly, she’s only going to follow orders when it makes sense to do so.
She stirs slightly from where she’s bonelessly draped over my chest.
“How come you were so uptight yesterday? Were you that pissed I was late to your meeting?” I’m genuinely curious. That uptight businesswoman doesn’t jive with the woman I just fucked senseless.
She snorts softly. “I was trying not to drool, okay?”
My ego adores her. And so does my cock because it’s rising to attention once again.
She pushes up slightly so our eyes can meet, “Are you seriously ready for that again?”
I shrug, it’s not like I think about it. “You’re sexy as fuck, sweetheart. And my cock likes being inside you.”
She blushes delightfully and squirms a little, hardening my cock still further. One of my important questions is now answered. Her pussy does get wet when she blushes. And that reminds me, “Do we need to talk about the fact that I came inside you just now, bare?”
She blushes harder. �
�I don’t think so. I haven’t been with anyone for a couple of years and I… just so you know I can’t have children.” She’s peeking at me nervously as if concerned about my reaction. I don’t give a fuck.
“Do you want kids?” I keep my tone as even as I can. This is not the conversation I expected to be having but sometimes you need to deal with shit when it comes up.
“I haven’t been too worried about it. I’ve always thought I would adopt if a child came into my life that needed me.”
“I’m good with that.” And I am. If I had ever seriously wanted kids I’d have already had a few by now. But I’ll give Aubrey whatever she wants, with or without the most amazing sex of my life. Speaking of which… I roll us over again and my cock slips out of her warm, wet pussy. Aubrey pouts and I can’t resist kissing her again. Then I’m standing by the bed, pulling her to her feet. “Come on. We’re going to play out one of my favorite fantasies.”
Her green eyes go wide, “What? You don’t have a secret bondage room…” She’s frowning and starting to look more apprehensive, “do you?”
I let my face relax into a grin, “No. That kind of kink takes too much effort. You know I like to take things slow.”
She rolls her eyes dramatically. “We all know that. What then?”
“Come on, I’ll show you.” I pull her into the adjacent bathroom which is half the size of the bedroom and finally strip off my clothes. The feature rock wall of the bedroom extends into the bathroom where the architect very cleverly used it as part of the massive walk-in shower. Here the stone curves down like an egg with some craggy bits nearer the slate floor. I grab a towel from the rack and fold it up. If she goes for my ticklish spot again I don’t want her banging her head against the rock. I point out to her where she can rest her feet and then help her up. The rock is warm to the touch from where the exterior portion has warmed in the sun. As Aubrey leans back her spine arches to match the curve of the rock. Our eyes are level and her arched back makes her beautiful breasts stand proud, her rosy nipples beading in the slight chill of the room.
“Oh god, this rock feels good.” She’s stretching out like a cat.
I walk over to the controls and turn the water on warm with the waterfall jets from the ceiling. It cascades down over her bare flesh. She’s like a glorious sexy mermaid in a grotto, completely hidden from anyone’s view but mine. She blinks and smiles as if she knows exactly where my thoughts have drifted. “Fantasy, hunh? Are you going to elaborate?”
“I’ve only wondered what it might be like. It’s already better than I imagined.” I’m having trouble speaking.
She reaches down and glides her hand the length of my cock, flicking her wrist in a way that almost brings me to my knees.
“Not yet.” I grab a washcloth and soap and then I’m tracing every elegant line of her body and delving into each and every crevice. When she’s so clean she’s trembling with need I push her legs a little wider and sink to my knees. The water continues to beat down on my back but her pussy is now bared to my attentions.
Her juicy lips are swollen as I spread them gently. I lick and kiss her from one end to the other. Then I suck hard on her swollen clit until she’s moaning my name.
“Dear God, Nate. Are you trying to kill me?”
I thrust my tongue into her tight little pussy, faster and deeper until I feel her trembling around me. When she cums her juices run down her thighs and onto the rock. I’m never going to be able to shower in this bathroom again without being as hard as the proverbial rock Aubrey is splayed over.
Nate, please!”
I stand up and shift her slightly so that my cock is perfectly lined up with her entrance. With a slow thrust of my hips, I’m rocking into her, the angle of her perch making it an even tighter fit than before. She’s moaning while staring into my eyes. I can see the goddess within and she’s magnificent.
The water on the rock has made it slightly slippery and gradually Aubrey is sliding down its surface and deeper on my cock. In seconds she’s flying apart once more, sobbing as her limbs tremble with release. I lean forward to kiss her softly and that triggers my own orgasm. Suddenly I’m pounding into her again, long waves of cum filling her up. This is now my favorite room in the house.
7
AUBREY
My brain stopped functioning about an hour ago. I’m a mass of pure sensation. I thought I knew what sex was and I can tell you I had no idea. Nate had to help me off the rock and then hold me steady as he gently washed me once more. Then he carefully patted me dry like a small child and tucked me into bed, tight against his side. I can’t tell if he’s asleep. I’m too tired to ask.
Turns out he’s not. Unless he’s talking in his sleep when he mumbles, “Are you cold?”
I’ve migrated once again to lying on top of him, my face pressed into the curve of his shoulder. “Maybe a little. But I don’t want to move.” I admit.
He groans and swings an arm out blindly grabbing at the duvet and flinging it over my back. I’m suddenly covered in delicious warmth when he cups my ass with his large hands under the blanket. “Better?” he asks.
“Much.” And snuggle down, basking in his proximity. I’m more brain dead than tired so I drift in and out of this paradise, content to have all my senses be full of this man.
The next morning I briefly register Nate sliding out from under me and my grumbling before I go back to sleep. Until I’m blinking in the early morning light when he comes in with a giant cup of coffee, waiting for me to sit up before he hands it to me. I swear those first few sips are as good as the sex last night, maybe better because of it.
Nate gets back into bed and I can tell he has something on his mind. I sip while I wait for it, he’ll tell me when he’s ready. It emerges in pieces.
“How much do you like your job?” he inquires.
“I like parts of it, I’m over the travel and the endless meetings.”
“What if you had a job where you could scour files for the tidbits everyone else missed?”
“Heaven,” I respond still breathing in coffee with every pore.
“I want you to come work for me.”
That shocks me. “As what, exactly?”
“An analyst. You could do it as an ACI employee and I can have you transferred to my team or you could be an independent contractor and work from home.”
“I don’t have a home.” I remind him.
“Aubrey.”
“What?”
“In case you missed something last night, this is now your home.”
“I recall the really stupendous sex, I do not remember an invitation to move in with you.”
“There wasn’t one, just like there wasn’t a marriage proposal. Why bother with rhetorical questions?” He’s got that commanding face on again. “By the way, we are getting married. And yes, you agreed to it when you agreed to be mine at the base of the stairs last night.”
“You’re lucky I don’t want to disagree with you on this one but you should know I won’t back down on anything I truly object to.” I’m trying to be firm but his eyes are focused on my breasts and I’m not sure if he’s hearing what I’m saying. “Nate?”
“Yes, you won’t always let me off so easy. Got it. Anyway, getting married may influence your decision. If you continue to work for ACI as an employee we’re supposed to be married within thirty days. If you want to wait until fall for a wedding with your family that would mean the contractor route.”
“Fall? What if I want to wait until next summer?”
He shrugs, “Then we go down to the courthouse next week and you can have a second wedding next summer. I’m not waiting longer than October to make you my wife.”
Well okay, then. I guess I found something he doesn’t want to go super slow on. “I don’t want a big wedding. My family will never leave North Dakota. As long as I can take you back there to show you off fairly soon, I don’t really care.”
“You sure? I thought women all got broody about weddi
ngs and shit.”
“Must be the same women that go to nightclubs. No wonder you’ve been single so long.”
He takes my coffee cup from me and puts it on his nightstand. “Not single any longer, are we?” He tugs me over until I’m straddling his hips, his cock swelling against my pussy impatiently. This time I feel like taking my time. I lift my hips and sink down on his cock. But once he’s seated in my pussy I lean back against his bent knees. There’s a beautifully delicious anticipation to feeling my pussy full and stretched wide with his cock. I want to savor it. I’m in no rush.
“Aubrey?”
“Hmmm?” I can’t keep the smirk off my face.
“You planning on cuming sometime today or are you taking in the view?”
“The view is fabulous.” He was hot with clothes on, without them it’s like my own private sculpture gallery. I grind down lightly on him and he closes his eyes. “But it’s early yet, and I haven’t had breakfast. I’m in no rush.”
He growls slightly, his eyes still closed.
I tease him further, lifting and sinking ever so slightly. His cock is twitching with impatience. “Tell me about your ex-wife, why does she hate you?”
His eyes fly open, “She doesn’t exactly hate me; it’s more general disdain, which I return. She sends me a Christmas card every year.” He adds absently.
“How long were you married?”
“Three years? Something like that anyway. It was a long time ago.”
He’s so clearly not hung up on his ex, I can’t quite believe it.
Nate pulls me down for a kiss, “Why all the questions? You worried I’m not serious about us?”
“No. But you have to admit, you’ve known me less than three days and now we’re talking forever. A few details about your life would be nice.”
Suddenly he flips us over and his cock is pressing against my clit, waking up my sense of urgency.
“Just because you’re the final piece of the puzzle, doesn’t mean everything hasn’t been measured and planned carefully.” He kisses me deeply as he sinks into me, finding that special spot that has me shattering into a million pieces, moaning into his mouth. He rocks his hips faster and then he’s cuming fast. With a groan, he collapses on top of me for a brief minute. “Only a crazy man would walk away from you, Aubrey.”
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