by Ivy Blake
His fingers reached the edge of my panties, drawing a low moan out of me, his eyes still ahead of him. Just when I thought he was going to push them inside and cover my heated flesh, he pulled his hand away and put it on the gear stick, increasing the speed.
He was driving fast now, and his hand was back to my panties. I gripped the door handle when he slid his hand inside and brushed my clit with his fingertips, creating wetness that started pouring out profusely.
“Already wet for me, huh?”
“Bryce... Ah...” I bucked my hips when he began rubbing me, never looking away from the road as he sped up. My heart was beating too fast, my blood rushing through my veins in these thrilling moments.
“How about I make you come right now?”
“Ah, Bryce...”
He rubbed me faster, creating sizzling pleasure in me that threatened to burst each second... I was moaning louder and louder, squirming on my seat as we rushed past buildings.
“I’m going to come...”
Without a word, he removed his hand and changed gear, denying me my release.
“Bryce! No.”
His smirk was devilish. “Or maybe I won’t let you come just yet.”
He repeated this once more, this time fondling my breast on his way to my pussy. I was needy and wet, anticipating his touch more than anything. Turning into another boulevard, he returned to my mound, pushing his fingers through my slick folds. I separated my legs wider, allowing him full access as his middle finger reached my hole and probed it.
“You look so sexy,” he muttered, and I glanced at him, finding him looking at me. There was something animalistic in his eyes, something that aroused me badly. I called his name again and again, begging him to let me come, but he never did. His finger fucked me fast, always keeping me too close, and my juices ruined my undies.
He removed his hand when I was so close that I already started convulsing, entering his underground garage.
“Fuck. I need to have you right now.”
Parking his car near the elevators, he rushed out of his car and opened the door for me. Just as I straightened myself up, my dress still raised around my waist, he picked me up and placed my legs around his waist. Our mouths fused, his cock grinding against my throbbing pussy.
“The elevator is private and has a direct access to my place, so no one will disturb us,” he said when we entered it and he pressed the button for the last floor.
It was a long ride, which he used to the fullest. He ground me against him as his hand slid over my waist to my breast. His lips roamed over my neck, his teeth grazing my skin in some places, making me scorching hot. I began moaning loudly when he moved me faster against him, which was too much for my already hypersensitive mound.
“I’m going to come, Bryce... Ah...”
“No, you won’t.” With a smirk, he let me down, breaking our contact, and the doors of the elevator opened. “Come on.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me out into his hallway.
I barely took in the luxurious interior of his penthouse, when he grabbed me and spun me around, slamming his lips against mine. His hand worked fast to take off my dress, leaving me in my bra, panties, and high heels only.
“As much as I love seeing you in this lingerie, I need it off now.”
The next moment, he ripped it off me and stepped back to look at my whole body.
“Jesus. This is exactly how I wanted you. Only in high heels. Perfect.”
He dragged me to his living room and pushed me down to the couch. “So sexy,” he said and spread my legs wide open, kneeling in between them. “And only mine.”
I leaned my head against the back of the couch, grabbing a handful of his hair when he lowered his lips to my breast and took my nipple into his mouth.
“Oh... Don’t stop, Bryce. Please, don’t stop now.”
“Not this time, honey. I promise.”
His mouth was hot, his tongue sliding across my nipple languidly as his other hand played with my other nipple. I was breathing too fast, unable to stop panting and moaning, thrashing against him.
He moved his mouth over my stomach painfully slowly, his eyes watching my reaction carefully, which brought a slight blush to my cheeks. A pang of pure pleasure spread through me when those lips finally connected with my burning flesh, intensified the very next moment when he began sucking my clit.
“Ah... You’re so good. Yes. That’s it... Just like that...”
I couldn’t stop squirming, pushing his head into my mound that was now throbbing too fast and too hard. After all his teasing, I was more than ready to explode, soaking his face with my juices.
“I’m going to come, Bryce. Don’t stop. I’m so going to come...”
He sucked me quicker, adding one finger into play when he pushed it into my hole, and it was all I needed to come so damn hard.
“Bryce!”
I screamed and arched my back, thrusting my pussy into his face when I became overwhelmed with pleasure. My legs shuddered forcefully, my vision turning white for a couple of blissful moments that erased every coherent thought from my mind.
“Fuck me. You’re so fucking hot,” he growled and stood up, impatient to get his clothes off.
I helped him with his pants and boxers, having decided to return the favor. “Now I get to please you,” I told him and went down on my knees.
“Fuck,” he cursed, grabbing my head when I took his huge dick into my hands and stroked him.
“You’re so big.”
“Chloe,” he growled, fisting his hand in my hair.
“And only mine,” I whispered seductively, looking him in the eyes, and pushed his cock into my mouth.
“Yes...” His hiss created fire in me all over again. His hand in my hair guided me up and down on his dick, and I was in awe at his impressive size once more. I twirled my tongue around him, sucking him faster, feeding on his loud grunts and moans.
“Chloe, you’re too good. Damn. Keep it like that.”
His evident pleasure gave me an immense sense of power. I loved being in control and making him feel like this. And he tasted so good.
“Okay, if you don’t stop doing it right now, I’m going to cum before I even had you.”
He pulled me up to my feet and picked me up again, leading me to the nearest wall. “I can’t wait anymore,” he said and pressed me against the wall, positioning his cock at my entrance. “I need to fuck you right now.” He plunged into me, settling himself fully inside, and started his quick pace.
“Ah, Bryce! That’s so good... Ah...”
“You’re so good.” His eyes held mine as he increased his tempo. His fingers dug into my waist, moving me up and down on him like I didn’t weigh anything. “So hot and tight for me.”
His lips landed on mine, drinking my moans when he sped up once more. He was drilling me now, his cock ripping through my wet walls mercilessly, his head hitting my cervix each time, and it was creating an immense pleasure that flooded my body.
“Don’t stop, Bryce. Keep fucking me like that.”
“Oh you can bet I’ll keep fucking you like this, sweetheart. I’ll fuck you like this the whole night.”
His crude words aroused me, increasing the pressure in me, and just like that—I was climaxing again, screaming his name as he pounded me wildly through my orgasm. “Damn. Your pussy squeezes me so good.”
He moved quickly from the spot, taking us to his bedroom. He turned on the light switch, never letting me down, and brought me to his bed.
He sat down on the edge. “Ride me, babe. Soak me with your juices.”
Our lips smashed against each other when I began my own pace, riding him uncontrollably. I could feel him even better at this new angle, impaling myself on him as our tongues played together.
He grabbed my hair and pulled my hair backward, his mouth latching onto my neck. His open-mouthed kisses added to my pleasure, the double stimulation creating a build-up to a new orgasm. I fucked him faster, so wet that I was s
ure some of my juices ended on his sheets.
“Yes, Chloe. You own me. You can do anything you want to me. Fuck me.”
I bit into his shoulder, running my nails across his chest as I neared my next release. But this time, he was ready to join me.
“Are you on pills?” he asked me, his voice gravel.
“Yes.”
“Good. Because I really need to cum inside of you.”
“Yes,” I breathed out. “Please cum.”
He growled in response and took over control, moving his hips now to meet mine. He was ripping me apart now, bringing me pleasure that was out of this world, and I was coming so hard—my orgasm prolonged with his hard thrusts that didn’t cease until he reached his own climax.
“Chloe!” He buried his head into my neck when he started ejaculating, his cock spurting his hot load inside of me in several violent twitches.
“Ah, Bryce...” I held onto him like he was my lifeline, never wanting to let go of him.
We fell into silence, both breathing heavily as we held each other in a tight embrace.
“I love you,” he said and looked at me, his gaze containing the softest of emotions, and my heart swelled in my chest happily.
I removed one wet strand from his sweaty forehead, returning his smile. “I love you too.” I planted a small kiss on his lips. “This was amazing.”
“Yeah?”
“Even more than amazing. How do you do that?”
He chuckled, looking smug. “It’s a secret, babe.”
I poked his shoulder. “It’s not fair! Tell me.”
His smirk turned into a full-on smile. “I’m not going to tell you. I’m going to show you.”
His cock was now solid again, and he thrust into me, creating a new wave of pleasure.
“Bryce.”
“Ready for more?” He moved us so that I was lying on the mattress with him in between my legs. “Because I’m definitely ready for more.” He wrapped his lips around my nipple and sucked on it, making me twist and grind against him.
“Yes...” My chest rose and fell more rapidly, responding to his touches and kisses that led to another mind-blowing sex I would never forget.
Just like he had said, he made love to me the whole night, showing me just how much he needed me, marking a start of our new beginnings. I had never felt happier in my life than now, and I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to have met him. Everything was perfect.
Epilogue
A year later
Chloe
“Remember—flexibility, efficiency, and time management are extremely important. Nail these, and you will be able to reach your daily goal,” I said to my trainees.
“The best assistant is the one who is good at managing multiple tasks—even under pressure. The assistant is the one who is capable of following instructions under all circumstances. Especially under pressure and tight deadlines. Understand how your boss works, and you will be able to meet his criteria.” Everyone nodded in unison, some of them writing notes in their notebooks.
I was currently at the hospital’s office training new assistants. I glanced at each of them, proud of their progress during the two weeks training before they got the chance to become interns in the hospital. They were all young, ambitious people who were ready to work hard to make something out of themselves, and I was more than happy to help them accomplish their goals.
My life had changed pretty drastically this last year, and my career had advanced rapidly. I was finally living my dreams. I had been promoted to Board Manager and ran all the board meetings now. Among other things, I also led trainings for new assistants and conducted interviews. We needed more labor since we had purchased another hospital in the area and some of the stuff was being transferred there.
On top of this, I had grown as a person and became more confident, acquiring more skills, which was something I had always aspired to achieve. I was busier than ever, but I liked being busy. It always filled me with energy and excitement at the new possibilities.
My colleagues in the hospital were amazing. I had made several friends, and we often gathered for weekends at our favorite restaurants or bars. Life was definitely good.
“Do you have any questions?” I asked them.
After answering a few questions, I concluded today’s morning session and headed to my office. Just as I went through a mental list of things I needed to finish today, I saw Bryce in the hallway meeting a nurse, and he smiled at me.
I smiled back at him, my heart speeding up, reacting the same way as it did the first day I’d met him.
One year after, Bryce and I were getting serious. We were madly in love and truly happy together. We were living together now but keeping things quiet at work, and it was working out well. I didn’t want people thinking I was getting special treatment, which was why we acted like colleagues in the hospital.
“Everything good, Dr. Evander?” I asked him as I stopped next to him, barely stopping myself from gawking at him.
He was wearing a white lab coat, looking more handsome than ever, and I wished we could go somewhere private so I could do all those things I had done to him last night.
I shifted on my feet when I remembered how he’d reacted when I did a new trick I’d learned. I wanted him badly, but today was one of the busy days, so I had to quench my lust and wait for tonight.
“Absolutely, Miss Lewis. How about you? Your training went good?”
“It was great.” I winked at him when the nurse wasn’t looking and saw a flash of desire in his eyes. “Have a nice day,” I told him and his nurse.
He flashed one of his sexy smiles that I simply adored. “Have a nice day too, Miss Lewis.”
My phone buzzed in my pocket when I entered my office, and I fished it out to find Bryce’s message.
“You’re so sexy in that black suit, Miss Lewis. I can’t wait to have you tonight,” I read the message.
“Same here, Dr. Evander. You’re looking good in that coat. See you tonight.”
After work, I prepared some of Bryce’s favorite sea food dishes, put relaxing jazz music on, and lit candles on the table, making the atmosphere romantic. Today was special because Bryce and I had met exactly on this day one year ago when I came for the interview.
This year, our families would meet for Christmas and spend time together at Bryce’s parents’ house. They were getting along, and we were all seeing each other more often now. Bryce had a better relationship with his parents, and they didn’t argue anymore, which was a huge progress.
The last argument they had was on the day when Bryce admitted that we had pretended to be together when we came to visit them, explaining that I was only his assistant at that time.
Thankfully, it all turned out well. We apologized and they assured us they weren’t angry or against our relationship, telling me that their home was my home too and we were all one big family.
“Mmm, that smells good,” Bryce said as he came behind me and kissed my neck, pressing himself against my backside. I gripped the edge of the table when he began nuzzling my neck, already turned on.
“If you keep doing that, we’ll skip dinner completely.”
“I have nothing against that.”
I chuckled and pushed him to the chair, needing this distance if I was not to jump at him and have him right here.
“So how was work today?” I asked him when we started eating.
“It was more than amazing. I saved a life today.”
“Oh? What happened?”
“Little boy in a traffic accident. His surgery lasted longer than I expected, and at some point we weren’t sure if he was going to pull through. But lucky for us, he’s tough.” His grin was huge, testifying just how much he was excited. “He’s okay now. I can’t even describe to you how proud I was of them team. I missed being in there.”
Oh, Bryce. He loved this. He loved medicine and being able to bring light to people’s dark lives. He was beyond extraordinary.
“That’s amazing, honey.” I stood up and hugged him, wanting him to know just how much he meant to me. “I’m so proud of you. So so proud.”
He returned my embrace and pulled me onto his lap. I squealed at the sudden movement and smiled when he planted a firm kiss on my lip.
“It’s all thanks to you, Chloe. You were the one who reminded me what truly is important, and I’ll always be grateful to you.”
I brushed my lips against his, happier than ever. “You’re my hero. And I love you so much.”
“I love you too, my precious ex assistant.” He winked at me and started kissing me, making me forget all about our dinner. Right now, I needed only him.
“Come here,” he said and picked me up, leading me out of the kitchen.
“What are you doing?”
“I want to make love to you the whole night, starting from now.”
I giggled. “Of course, boss. As you command.”
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Teach Me 2x
A Ménage Romance
By Nicole Elliot
1
Logan
Days like this I wondered why we even did this anymore. Most of the students that would come in here won’t know the difference between ROIs and profitability calendars. But they still think they can come and waste our time. I know I should give it up, we don’t need the community’s support anymore, but sometimes there was a diamond in the rough.
Every once in a while, and I mean once in the past few years, something actually fucking impressed me. Otherwise, their idea just ended up getting bought, and they can go about their lives with their fresh few million and I have a shiny new business venture.
Jana, our dutiful secretary, already had our table set up with pen pads and a pitcher of water. For a few hours, we would be the students looking at the presentation board. As always, I was early enough to scope out the applicants and my partner, Jake, would come right in and expects me to fill him in seconds before the first applicant started. Because he is also my best friend, I always did.
