He kept his hands on the wheel as we drove to his house, and I felt more at ease with him than I ever had before. It was fun to hang out with him when I didn’t feel pressured by him. I liked this version of Josh much better than the one I met on the first night.
Although the rough and direct Josh that I first met was very exciting as well, I definitely thought the kinder and friendlier Josh was more my pace. I was not the kind of girl that could keep up with a guy who was as direct as Josh was on that first night. It made me very happy that he had relaxed a little in the weeks we had known each other.
“Alright, I’ll have the cook whip something up,” Josh said as we walked into his giant kitchen. “I’m teasing. I’m cooking for you all by myself.” He winked at me.
I sat at the counter and drank a glass of red wine while Josh moved diligently around the kitchen. He actually seemed to know his way around the kitchen very well, which put me at ease. With as much money as he had, it wouldn’t be unusual for him to have a cook, but living alone he certainly didn’t need them to be around all the time.
On the other hand, I had no idea what people with his kind of money did for their food. It seemed like a big waste to have an entire fridge full of food that you were going to eat alone.
“You look comfortable in the kitchen.”
“Yes, I love to cook. My mom worked a lot while I was growing up. I liked to surprise her and make dinner for when she got home.”
“What a nice son. I bet she appreciated that. Do you still make dinner for her?” I joked.
Instantly, Josh’s face got somber, and I felt horrible. I should have waited to find out if his mother was still alive before I joked about her. I always did stupid stuff like that. I was in such a hurry to make him laugh that I hadn’t waited to hear his whole story about his mom.
“She passed away from cancer when I was a senior in high school. She had worked right up until the month before she died.”
“Your mother sounds like a wonderful woman.”
“She was, and she taught me this recipe. Taste this,” Josh said as he forced a spoonful of sauce into my mouth and changed the topic of conversation all at the same time.
“Is that pesto in there?”
“A good chef never reveals his secrets.”
“That’s a magician, goofball. Chefs always reveal their secret, that’s why we have cookbooks.”
“Bam, you nailed me on that one.” Josh laughed.
It was fun to sit and just bullshit and enjoy our evening. Josh had made pasta with pesto sauce, and it was by far the best tasting pasta I had eaten in a very long time. Alyssa and I didn’t cook very much at our apartment. Most of our food was take out or we made a salad at home.
We spent the evening talking about books and movies and all sorts of other things. We drank wine and really had a great connection. I felt all grown up as we talked about politics and taxes while we moved from room to room in his house.
We started in the kitchen, and then he wanted to show me something in the study, and we finally moved to the living room. Every room in his house was immaculate, and I felt like he probably paid a designer a lot of money to style his house.
Then we fell asleep on the couch as we watched old reruns of the three stooges. It was the best date of my life. Better than the one we had done before and certainly better than any of my dates throughout college.
Chapter 4
Josh
I had intended to seduce Candice and bring her up to my bed. My whole plan for the night was to play along with whatever she wanted to talk about and get her tipsy enough that she would finally say yes to me.
The night did not go as I had planned.
Our conversation invigorated me and led us from one topic to the next. Soon we were lying on the couch and engulfed in old-fashioned reruns. Not once did I think about seducing her while we were on the couch. My mind was too occupied by the contentment of the situation. I had enjoyed every minute of our night together, and there wasn’t even a kiss shared between us.
I didn’t know what had come over me, but I liked it.
As we woke up on the couch and she was curled up on my chest, all I could think about was what a wonderful woman she was.
Candice was smart and funny. She had a wit about her that kept me on my toes and always made me laugh. Certainly, there had to be something wrong with her. That was the way everything worked in my life. I always had to learn to take the bad news with the good news.
If I had learned anything from all the women I had dated, it was that they all had something wrong with them. Not necessarily a deal breaker, but there was always that one thing that I couldn’t stand.
There was the nasal talker, the loud sneezer, the hyena laughter, and worst of all the complainer. Some of these habits or traits snuck up on me after I went on a few dates with a girl, and some of them were apparent right away. I always had to weigh the pros and cons of continuing to see the girl. Typically, I only lasted a couple of dates before I set her free again and moved onto the next one.
I hadn’t found what was wrong with Candice yet.
She started to stir, and I pulled her closer into my body. I didn’t want to let go of her yet. I didn’t want her to go home. Lying on the couch with her in my arms felt perfect.
“What time is it?” she asked as she sat up.
“It’s early. Let’s go back to sleep.”
“Alright, where’s your bedroom?”
My eyes got wide with anticipation and just the thought of bringing Candice to my bed. It was what I had waited for. It was what I had thought about since that first night in the club. Certainly, I couldn’t get all kinky with her, but I just wanted to be with her so bad I felt like I could explode at any moment.
“Follow me, my lady.”
I grabbed her hand and walked her up with me to my room. I let her lay down while I ran into the bathroom to brush my teeth really quick. It was a little pet peeve of mine that I hated my morning breath, and on that morning, it was particularly horrible.
I was only in the bathroom for two or three minutes, but when I returned to my bed, there was Candice fast asleep.
I stood at the edge of the bed and just watched her. Then I slid into bed next to her and put my arm under her head. I pulled her close to me, and we both went back to sleep.
Actually sleeping in bed with a woman as beautiful as Candice was not something I typically did. In fact, the only time I ever did that was when I passed out from drinking too much. It was a novel and interesting experiment. I enjoyed having Candice in my bed.
A few hours later as Candice woke up, I felt her hand start to explore my body. I kept my eyes closed and just enjoyed the smooth touch of her fingers on my skin. My body reacted quickly to her touch, and soon I felt her fingers locked around my cock and stroking me.
I let out a moan and couldn’t pretend to sleep another second.
Candice
When morning came and I realized we had moved up to his bed, but we had not had sex, I couldn’t believe it. All Josh had wanted for the last several weeks was to fuck me. Then when he had me drunk and in his bed, he didn’t take advantage of the perfect opportunity.
My hand started to explore his body as I thought about the previous evening. He was fun to hang out with, and I had thoroughly enjoyed our date. If that was really what it was? It actually felt more like two friends just hanging out and bullshitting about our life and goals.
The moment seemed right.
As we kissed, I took my shirt off and got onto Josh. I straddled him and let him look up at my bare breasts. I felt in control of the moment and knew I wanted it to continue.
His hands cupped me into them, and he massaged them as I leaned back to enjoy the pleasure. His fingertips rolled my nipples between them, and I felt a shock of energy go through my body.
Then he quickly flipped me onto my back and got on top of me. He was still fully clothed, but I could feel his hard cock pressed against me. He held my
face and kissed me passionately; Josh wasn’t in a hurry anymore. I enjoyed the moment and took in the taste of him.
I grabbed his shirt and pulled it up over his head. His warm skin against mine reminded me of the gym shower we had been naked in just a few days before.
Our mouths enjoyed each other, and we continued to kiss and press our bodies together. My hips rolled up next to him, and I wanted him to take my pants off. I wanted him more than I had ever wanted a man before.
My lips were dry, and I licked them as he finally moved down to take off my pants. The anticipation of the moment was too much, and I had to close my eyes. I was over-stimulated by everything and had to limit my stimulation as much as possible.
“Lift,” he said.
I lifted my hips as he slid my pants and black lace panties off of my body.
He started to kiss my ankle and then moved up my leg to my thigh, finally ending on my pleasure spot.
It was so much different to have him tasting me while we were in bed. I felt more relaxed than before, and I could feel the buildup of pleasure like nothing that I had felt at the office or the gym.
Josh didn’t spend very much time enjoying my taste, though; he pulled off his pants and pressed my legs apart.
“Are you okay?” he asked as I felt him ready to enter me.
I nodded my head and bit my lip. Yes, yes, yes, I was ready.
He entered my body slowly, and I took a deep breath. I had expected it to hurt much more than it did. I felt uncomfortable, but it didn’t hurt.
“Still alright?” Josh asked as his lips kissed mine.
I continued to nod my head yes and kiss him as he pressed deeper into me. I let out a breath and stopped kissing him when I felt him fully inside of me.
I needed to take a couple of deep breaths.
Then I started to press my hips against Josh, and I pulled his body tight against mine. He started to move inside of me very slightly. His thrusts were slow, and he didn’t move too deep into me.
I felt the pleasure of him inside of me like I had only imagined before. It was delightful as he moved out and in, and I felt my body start to react to him. It felt good, the moment felt right, and I was happy that it was with Josh.
My arms were tight around Josh as he moved inside of me, and I felt my body start to tighten. I held onto him and closed my eyes as Josh moved faster and faster inside of me. His body was getting close to exploding, and I could feel that in each thrust from him.
“Yes,” I said loudly. “Yes, yes, yes.”
That was all he needed to continue his thrusts. My body started to tingle; it started in my legs. The tingling moved throughout my pelvis, and I felt myself thrusting harder against him. I liked the feeling. I wanted more of it. I wanted to feel more and more of him.
Soon I felt a release of ecstasy. My body tensed up, and I held onto Josh as tight as possible. He continued to thrust as my body exploded with desire around his cock.
His thrusts continued for a few more seconds before he pulled his cock out of me and used his hand to finish his explosion onto my belly. I watched in awe as the white from his cock covered me.
“It’s going to be really hard to be professional at work after this,” I said with a little laugh.
The Billionaire's Assistant
Book 4: Unexpected DANGER
An Alpha Billionaire Romance
Sarah J. Brooks
Chapter 1
Josh
Spending the night and especially the morning with Candice had been perfect. Her sweet body did not disappoint me at all, and my mind couldn’t stop thinking about having her again. I was absorbed in my thoughts and wanted to have her again that very night. She was like an addiction to me.
At work, I tried to refocus myself on the projects we had in front of us, but I just couldn’t. I needed her. My body needed Candice. It was like a physical attraction that just couldn’t be denied.
“So how are you doing today?” I asked Candice as we finished our Monday back at work.
It was the first full day of work, and it was Candice’s first day as a deflowered woman. She looked happy and didn’t seem too uncomfortable. I genuinely hoped she was not in pain or any discomfort from our night together.
“I’m doing great; it was a really good day today,” Candice said as we walked out to the parking garage.
Trying to keep a professional relationship while at work was very hard for me. I wanted her on the conference table, and I wanted her on my desk. I wanted her pretty much anywhere and everywhere I could lay her down and fuck her. Although I knew that she wouldn’t be ready for any sort of fucking just yet. She would need someone to make love to her.
“Do you want to come over for dinner again?” I asked hopefully.
“I can’t tonight; I have a thing with my girlfriends. But just for the record, I would really love to come over again sometime.”
Candice grabbed my shirt and pulled me toward her. Her blue eyes looked up at me and searched mine for something; I wasn’t exactly sure what it was that she looked for. I feared she searched for something more than what I could give her.
“Well then maybe tomorrow.”
“Yes, I would love that.”
As Candice pulled me toward her, I had no choice but to kiss her. She wanted me, and that drove my cock wild with desire. If she weren't so inexperienced, I would have thrown her into the back seat of my car and taken her right there. But that wouldn’t be something for a girl like her.
Her lips tasted sweet like strawberries, and it enticed me very much. My cock bulged with excitement for her, and I pressed it up against her to let her know just how much she excited me. She did excite everything in me; it was a power that not many women had over me, and it surprised me how much Candice could really excite my body as well as my mind.
My lips moved from her lips to explore what she would let me taste while we were in the parking garage. I hoped she would let me taste more than just her lips. I hoped she would let me taste her flower again, but I knew that would be more than she would likely agree to in such a public place. First, I let my lips move to her earlobe. She squirmed as I pulled down on the tiny nub of her lobe.
“I want you,” I whispered.
Candice let out a delicious little moan and pressed her body close to me. The urge to fuck her hard came over me. I could just picture myself bending her over and sliding into her. I could almost hear her moans of pleasure as I thrust my cock into her tight pussy. The thoughts overcame me, and I couldn’t take it another second.
My lips moved down to her breasts, and I pulled one of them out so I could take her nipple into my mouth. At the same time, I let my hand move up her skirt and feel the wetness of her body.
Boy was she wet. Candice wanted me just as bad as I wanted her.
“Come home with me,” I said as I let my fingers enjoy the silky smooth of her center.
“I can’t. I have to go.”
Candice pulled away from me and made her way to her car. It was abrupt, and I wondered if it might have had something to do with how forward I was. I had probably moved too fast for her. But there was nothing I could do to stop myself. My body ached for her. My mind couldn’t stop thinking about her. I needed to have her.
As she pulled away in her car, Candice rolled her window down and blew me a kiss. It was super sweet, and her eyes glistened with desire. It struck me that I would have to be more of the romantic in order to get her back in my bed. Then something else occurred to me; something that I had not considered at all.
What was I going to do with Candice when I was done with her? Because the truth was, I was always done with them eventually. There was something about Candice that drew me to her, and I actually felt horrible that someday soon I would have to break her heart. It wouldn’t be anything like the other women I had been with because to them I was also just another guy. But to Candice, I was her first ever guy; I was something special.
Would being romantic and stretching
out this relationship for more and more nights with her be the right thing? Perhaps it would make her feel more comfortable and happy that she had made me her first? Or perhaps it would just make the inevitable heartbreak even more painful than if we stopped things right now.
I honestly did not want to hurt Candice; it gave me an upset stomach to think about breaking her heart. It made me feel like a crappy man for sleeping with her in the first place when I knew I had no intention of continuing a relationship with her. The problem was, I wanted her. I couldn’t give her up just yet. I couldn’t forget about the electricity that was between us when we were together.
Although it would probably be better for her if I just ended things right away, it would be a bad idea for me. I needed to have her, just one more time. I could give her up after that. I would set my mind to not being with her anymore. If I just made that part of my plan, then there would be no other option. I just needed to have that one last night with her.
Candice
Josh looked so cute as he stood there when I drove away. If I had not made plans, I would have loved to go home with him. It was exciting to have Josh in my life, and I wanted to spend more and more time with him.
As I pulled up to the place where I was supposed to meet Alyssa and the rest of our friends, there was a small pang in my stomach saying I should have just gone with Josh. All of my friends had at one time or another ditched me when they had a boyfriend. There was no reason I shouldn’t have done the same thing to them.
“Hey, hey, hey,” I said as I walked over to the table with about half a dozen of my friends.
“What the hell!” Alyssa said.
“Oh, it happened?” Robin asked.
“What are you talking about? I just said the word ‘hey.’” I laughed.
“She is dating her super-hot and rich boss and totally fucked him,” Alyssa announced to the entire table.
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