by Mia Ford
“Oh,” I said, looking nervous. “So, there will be press and stuff?”
“A little,” he said. “What is even more important than the press is the fact that this night is dedicated to everyone that works for me, from the mail room to the Vice President. We take this night and honor the hardest workers in the company, give them bonuses, and remind them just how important they are to the inner workings of the company. Employee morale is everything in this world, and I want to make sure they know how important they are to me.”
“That is really amazing,” I said in awe of his generosity. “You continue to surprise me every day.”
We headed out to the event, chauffeured in style in a shiny new limo. When we got there, we went in the back entrance to avoid all the photographers out front. Nathan ushered me to a seat at the head table, and I sat, watching him prepare for his speech. When everyone was seated, the lights went down a bit, and a spotlight came up. The crowd cheered for Nathan, and I watched the charisma that just shined through his every movement. He was amazing to watch and to listen to, and I could tell that the people in that room really adored him as their boss and their friend. That was the kind of business owner I wanted to be, someone that was in touch with the heart of the company.
“I am so glad that everyone could make it tonight,” he said during his speech. “And we all should take a moment and send some good vibes to Mrs. Burlington from accounting who had open heart surgery last week. We hear she is doing amazing and is recovering as we speak. On that note, I want to remind you guys yet again of how important you are to me and this company.”
I sat there smiling, watching as he locked eyes with me several times during his speech. The intensity of his stare made my heart skip a beat, and I could feel myself falling in love with him with every passing moment. I was surprised at how easy it was for me to let go with him.
The whole night was turning out so wonderfully. His speech ended, and he got a standing ovation, and I could see the pride beaming from his face. He came down and sat next to me, holding my hand tightly in his as the awards were handed out. He clapped and cheered for every single person that crossed that stage, and I wondered if he actually knew all of them.
When the awards were done, we sat at the table enjoying dinner and drinks, laughing with the other couples around us. He was so attentive to me the whole time, never leaving me alone for more than a couple of seconds. After that, we mingled through the crowd, meeting some of the new employees and finding ourselves engrossed in conversation with several of the lower level employees. He talked to them the same way he talked to the upper management, with grace, respect, and dignity. I met so many people, I was losing track of all the names and departments they worked for. As we turned around to get a drink from the bar, I spotted Lindsey coming through the doors on Jordan’s arm, waving wildly at me. They weren’t supposed to able to make it, but I was so excited to see them both there.
“Hi,” I said excitedly, hugging Lindsey tightly.
“You look amazing,” she said, taking my hand. “I love that dress.”
“Thank you,” I said proudly. “And so, do you!”
“So, this is the famed Lindsey,” Nathan said, shaking her hand. “I’ve heard so much about you. Between Jordan and your best friend, I feel like I already know you.”
“Everything they say is true,” she said, swirling her hair. “Unless it’s bad, and then they are liars to the end.”
“They speak nothing but the best about you,” he said as we all laughed.
“So, are you two having fun?” she asked.
“I always have fun with this amazing woman,” he said, squeezing my side.
“I’m so glad you’re dating.” She giggled. “Are you going to be coming to the wedding together? That would be so great. I could totally put you two at the same table. Would you want to sit next to each other?”
“Lindsey, take a deep breath,” I said, laughing. “You are overloading again.”
“She talks a mile a minute when she gets excited.” Jordan laughed. “It’s adorable.”
“Lindsey, I would love to sit next to Amanda,” Nathan said, smiling. “And I want to take a second and brag to you about your fiancé. We had a little security breach last night, and your fiancé was a badass, excuse my language. He jumped right in, tracked the hacker down, and reported back to me this morning that everything had been all cleared up. He even fixed the hole in the system that allowed the guy to slip through into the mainframe.”
“I don’t know what you just said, but I am very impressed,” she said, laughing. “Good job, baby.”
“Why, thank you,” Jordan said, beaming.
“I’m so glad that the two of you were able to come tonight,” I said, grabbing Lindsey’s hand.
“Me too,” she said. “I was able to reschedule the shoot they wanted to do, and we threw on some clothes and headed over.”
“What shoot were you doing?” Nathan handed her a glass of champagne and winked at me.
“An ad for the new Dior perfume coming out in the fall,” she said. “The photographer was being a grumpy ass anyway, so the company decided to move shoots and reschedule for next week. His equipment was being crazy, and he wasn’t getting the right lighting.”
“I don’t know what you just said, but we are glad to have you here,” Nathan said, trying to make her feel comfortable.
“Aww,” she cooed, taking the bait. “Well, we’re glad to be here.”
I beamed at Nathan, mouthing “Thank you,” to him and taking his hand as he pulled me out onto the dance floor. Lindsey smiled at me from across the room, and I swirled around into his arms. The rest of the night was just so wonderful. Everything seemed almost picture perfect. I hadn’t had that much fun in a really long time, and I knew it was because of Nathan.
We danced for quite a while and then resumed greeting people. He showed me off but not like arm candy, rather like something he cherished and adored. He even introduced me to everyone as his girlfriend. I thought it would throw me for a loop hearing it, but when I did, it seemed to fit just right. The first time he said it, my cheeks grew red, and I was almost tongue-tied. He smiled big, catching my reaction, and I melted right there on the spot. After the couple had walked away, he kissed me on the forehead and squeezed my hand tightly, pulling me toward the bar.
I felt like I was a princess at a ball, being waited on hand and foot, respected by so many people that didn’t even know me, and watching my boyfriend beam at me with pride. I was enjoying myself so much that I didn’t even realize how late it was getting until people started collecting their things and leaving for the evening. The party would probably keep going for the next few hours, but I could feel my feet starting to throb from my shoes, and I was pretty anxious to see what else the night was going to bring. I could tell by the way Nathan’s eyes moved over my body that he was thinking the same thing.
After we had said goodnight to a few people, we snuck out the side door and made our way up to the penthouse. He slid the card key in and opened the door, watching as I walked in before him. I stopped inside and looked around, completely in awe of the place. There was dark rich wood covering the floor and the edges around the ceiling. The furniture was ornate and beautiful, and there was a fresh bouquet of roses on the table. I took off my shoes and set them down, walking over to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looking out over the city. It was beautiful.
Nathan walked up beside me, and I turned to him, dropping my purse on the table next to me. He stared at me with intensity, and before he could say a word, I pulled the straps down over my shoulders and allowed my dress to fall to the floor. He smiled and ran his hands over my perked nipples, walking in close to me and pulling my body forward. He pressed his lips hard against mine, and I leaned into him, allowing him to completely envelop me. It was erotic and passionate, and my body yearned for more of him. This was going to be a really good night.
Chapter 8
Nathan
The way her body looked in the lights from the city, standing in front of me in nothing but a pair of lace panties, made my cock hard as a rock. I could feel her body tensing as my fingers trailed over her skin. I backed her up into the living room, and she pulled away, untying my bow tie and helping me out of my coat. With each button of my shirt, she became more and more frenzied, pulling at my belt as I took my shirt the rest of the way off. She unzipped my pants and let them fall to the floor, looking into my eyes as she pushed her hand down into my boxers and grasped my shaft in her palm. I groaned, stepping out of my pants and pulling my shoes and socks off. She kept her hand firm, waiting until I was completely undressed.
I stood up straight and watched as she tossed a pillow on the floor and pulled me over to the couch. I sat down, watching her kneel before me and pull my boxers completely off. My cock sprang free, waving back forth until she leaned forward and caught it with her lips. She kissed the tip and raised herself back up, running her hands up and down my thighs. I was so turned on at that moment, pent-up from being cut off on Friday, that I wasn’t even sure what to do with myself. I leaned my head against the couch and calmed my breathing, watching as she lowered her head down and pulled my cock into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the mushroom tip, sucking hard as she pulled up. She reached one hand up, grasped the base of my cock, and leaned forward again, opening her throat and sheathing her teeth.
I groaned loudly as her mouth slipped back over, sliding down my shaft until her lips touched the base of my dick. As she slowly pulled back up, the suction almost mind-numbing, she grasped onto the erection and tightly slid her hand up behind her mouth. I reached my hands down and grasped onto the couch cushion as she did it again, this time picking up the pace. I watched her dark hair wildly shake back and forth as she deep-throated my cock. I pressed my hand down on her head and grabbed her hair gently, guiding her down the length of my rod and groaning as I felt her suck hard at the back of her throat. Her warm saliva dripped down my cock and over my balls, and the feeling of the cool air hitting my wet nuts sent a shiver up my spine.
I watched as she slowly slid back up, her eyes contacting mine and her mouth quivering at the top. I wanted to taste her, to feel her come before I gave in and fucked the hell out of her. I leaned down and grabbed her under the arms, pulling her up on the couch next to me. I slid down on the floor and pulled her panties off, running my hand down her stomach. She groaned as I pulled her legs apart and watched her pink pussy glisten in the light. I continued moving my hand downward, stopping and pushing her lips apart.
My fingers pressed down on her clit, rubbing in circles as I scooted over in front of her and sat back on my heels. She whimpered loudly, her head moving back and forth and her tongue gently licking her lips. I pulled my other hand up and pushed two fingers through her juices and inside of her, watching her body writhe with ecstasy. Immediately, I started to push them in and out, twisting them as I exited and then pushing them deep, flicking the end of my fingertips inside of her. She moaned louder, grabbing tightly to the cushion underneath of her.
“You like that?” I asked.
“Yeah,” she moaned in a high-pitched voice, making my cock twitch.
“You gonna come for me?”
“Oh yes,” she groaned.
I pushed faster and harder, finger-fucking her and listening to the sounds of pleasure escaping her throat. She gripped tighter until her knuckles were white and she pushed her head back against the cushion. Her body began to tense until suddenly, she shook in my hands, her voice echoing through the penthouse. I could feel her pussy convulsing around my fingers and pulled them out, diving my head down and licking the juices as they exploded. I wanted to feel it again, greed spreading through me like fire.
Immediately, I started flicking my tongue against her clit, watching her body immediately tighten before the other orgasm had even finished. She grabbed onto my head and screamed out, picking up her hips and grinding herself against me. I could feel her want, her need for more, and I began to finger her once again while I licked and lapped at her hard nub.
“Oh God,” she screamed. “I’m gonna come again. God, don’t stop.”
I smiled, sucking her clit into my mouth and releasing, rubbing my tongue hard against it. She pushed down on my head with her hand, screaming loudly above me. I could feel her body beginning to tense again, and I groaned as she rolled right into another orgasm. As she came, I moved my mouth down, licking her up and through her folds. She moaned, her breath shallow and fast as she moved through the waves of pleasure that were surging through her body. I pulled my head back and watched as she began to relax back into the couch, her teeth biting down on her bottom lip. I gave her a minute to recover, rubbing her clit gently as her breath began to regulate.
Slowly, she opened her eyes and giggled, pulling me up toward her and kissing my lips. She ran her tongue over my mouth, and I opened, pulling her inside, allowing her to taste the sweetness of her own juices. She moaned as she kissed me, the vibrations of her tone moving down into my chest.
“Fuck me,” she whispered, pulling her head back slightly.
I smiled and picked her up, wrapping her legs around me as I carried her to the bedroom. I laid her down on the bed and crawled up between her legs. I lifted both of her legs up and over my shoulders, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her toward me. I held tightly to my shaft, wasting no time as I pushed it through her juices and slowly inside of her. She gasped, reaching back and grabbing the pillow with both hands. I steadied myself and began to thrust, pushing deep inside of her and backing out slowly, watching her body move beneath me. I leaned into her, feeling my cock fill her up and the silky-smooth texture of her pussy massaging my shaft. I gripped tighter to her waist and started to move faster and faster until I was pounding into her. I let go of my inhibitions and gyrated my hips in a short, fast motion.
She screamed out, feeling me enter her over and over again. I groaned, wanting more but knowing I needed to slow down. I pushed deep and hard, pulling out and pushing back in as her legs rested on my shoulders. I turned my head and kissed her leg before slowly pulling out and putting them down. I flipped her over on her stomach and pulled her legs straight back behind her. I spread them apart just slightly and straddled them, guiding my cock between her thighs and into her tight pussy. She grabbed onto the edge of the mattress, and I leaned forward, using my feet to push me in and out of her. The feeling her already-tight pussy, combined with the way my cock moved through her thighs, was incredible.
I reached down and grabbed her ass, squeezing her cheeks tightly as I moved into her slowly and steadily. I could feel every inch of her pussy, and she was wetter than hell, dripping down my cock every time I pulled out. I took in a deep breath and closed my eyes, focusing on the sensations moving up my cock and over my balls as they trailed across her legs. I moved back and spread her thighs apart, pulling her up on all fours. I slid back and inside and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her forward and back, watching as my cock slid in and out of her tight hole.
“Faster,” she moaned, gripping to the bed.
I smiled and began to thrust my hips back and forth, watching the waves move up her perfect ass. She moaned loudly, rocking back and forth, meeting me in the middle. I pulled out and fell to the side, laying on my back and looking up at her face. She bit her lip and sat up, grabbing onto her tits and massaging them as she moved over top of me. It was like she knew what I was thinking. She pulled her legs over me and scooted up over my cock, reaching down between her legs and holding tightly to it as she slid her juicy pussy down onto it.
She moaned, lowering herself down and back up again. She rode me slowly for a while, rubbing her hands up over her tits and whimpering. I watched her sexy body slide up and down, her head back and her eyes closed as she pushed herself toward another orgasm. I couldn’t wait to feel her come, to feel the pulsing sensation of her pussy. I pushed her down to the bottom of my cock and began to move her hi
ps for her. She smiled and put her hands down on my chest and began to grind. She gasped, feeling her clit rub across my skin, my dick deep inside of her.
Second by second, she grew more and more restless. Her body moved quicker with every swirl of her hips. She moved her body forward and back, her mouth open as she sang out in pleasure. The bed creaked beneath us, and I gritted my teeth, watching her pull herself to the edge of ecstasy. I looked up and grabbed her tits, squeezing the tightly as she looked down at me.
“I’m gonna come,” she screamed, immediately exploding into orgasm.
I growled, grabbing her waist and slamming her up and down on my shaft. The hot juices exploded around my dick, and her pussy tightened, pushing me over the edge. I pushed her down one last time and thrusted my hips upward, feeling the waves of pleasure wash over me. My cock pulsated inside of her as it erupted with hot seed. She sat there twitching over top of me for several minutes, our bodies finishing coming at the same time. When we both had relaxed our muscles, she fell to the side and pulled herself up next to me. I grabbed the covers and pulled them over us, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her head up onto my chest.
“That was amazing,” she said, still breathless.
“You are amazing,” I said, looking down at her. “I am falling in love with you, Amanda.”
