Then I felt his cock grow, one final time, throb powerfully, and then begin shooting thick, powerful jets of cum deep into my pussy.
“Mona,” he cried out.
I shuddered from wave after wave of orgasm as his cock kept pouring itself so deep inside me.
“Oh, god,” I sighed as I collapsed under his weight.
I couldn’t believe what had just happened.
My body was still tingling from pleasure.
We grabbed our bags when we were done, dressed fast, and hurried out the door to meet the cab driver who’d already been waiting ten minutes by the time we got downstairs.
“Sorry we’re late,” Oliver said and flashed him a smile.
I noticed his hair was standing up at the back. I reached over to pat it down without thinking, and then drew my hand back. I would have to get used to being more discreet when we got back to the US.
Oliver opened the car door for me, and we made our way to the airport, where the jet was waiting for us. It was raining lightly, just as it had been for the last few days, and part of me was looking forward to getting home to warmth of the city.
We took our seats on the plane, both of us trying to keep straight faces as the air hostess greeted us and offered us something to drink. Oliver had dropped hints about us hooking up on the plane, and while I was pretty sure he was kidding, it was clear now that he seriously was not.
As soon as she left us alone, he switched seats to be next to me, draped an arm around my shoulder, and smiled wickedly.
“So,” he began, running his fingers up the side of my neck and causing me to shiver. “Come here often?”
“Intercontinental plane travel on a private jet?” I cocked an eyebrow. “Oh, yeah, all the time. You’ll never find me out of the air.”
“Sounds fascinating.”
He shifted closer to me, his hand slipping down my front a little so that his fingers rested just above the hemline of my t-shirt. “I’d love to hear about it.”
“I might need it bribed out of me,” I murmured in response, my gaze moving down to his lips.
God, that mouth. He had proven beyond doubt there was a reason why every woman he’d been with seemed so hung up on him. It was all to do with that incredible mouth and the way he used it when he got me naked.
“I’ll see what I can do,” he replied, and the last word blurred into a kiss as the plane began to move beneath us.
Our tongues met, and he slipped a hand around the back of my neck and pulled me close so he could kiss me more passionately. I felt something melt inside me, all the paranoia and over thinking of the last few hours leaking out of my brain as his hand traveled up my thigh and beneath my skirt.
I shifted in my seat as his fingers found my panties, and he began to massage my pussy lightly through the fabric. His touch was electric, enough to make the bottom of my feet tingle and my body crumple. He pulled his fingers from between my legs and pushed them into my mouth.
“Suck on them,” he murmured, and I didn’t need to be told twice.
I flicked my tongue out over his fingers, tasting my own musk on his skin, and grazed my teeth along the pads to let him know I wasn’t messing around. A smile slowly formed on his face, and he suddenly pulled his hand away, picked me up, and lay me down on the bar that sat a few feet from us.
I pushed myself up so I was perched on the edge, crossing my legs chastely, and he immediately took them and uncrossed them again, spreading them lewdly apart and cocking an eyebrow at me.
“Any closer to telling me your secrets?” he asked, leaning in to brush his lips up my neck.
I shivered but kept my hands planted firmly on the bar next to me. He pulled back, and I shrugged, feigning nonchalance.
“You’ll have to do better than that,” I replied, looking up at him, my breath coming quicker.
His eyes flashed at my insolence, and he pulled me off the bar, spun me around, and pushed on the small of my back so I was bent over a little.
“You asked for it,” he growled in my ear, one hand on my belly and the other shoving up my skirt, as though he couldn’t wait any longer.
I gasped as I felt him kneel and pull my panties down and then I felt his mouth on my pussy. He couldn’t seem to get enough of me, and I loved it so much when he ate me out. He always went at it like he had been starved for days. It was like no pleasure I had ever felt before.
I closed my eyes, losing myself in the moment, and then I felt him moving back. My eyes flashed open again as I felt his tongue probing my ass, and my legs began to buckle underneath me at the striking, new sensation.
“Fuck,” I gasped, gripping the bar for support, as he slid a finger inside my pussy and continued to tease my asshole with his tongue.
I never had anyone do anything like that to me before, and it felt… fuck, it felt amazing. But I didn’t know how long it would be until the hostess returned, and I didn’t want to waste any time.
“Fuck me,” I demanded, as forcefully as I could.
He continued on his task, as though he hadn’t heard me.
“Fuck me,” I repeated again, louder, and he pulled back for a moment.
“You’re going to come like this first,” he replied, his voice a growl, and I bit my lip.
I wanted his cock inside me, but at the same time, what he was doing felt so damned good.
“Please,” I begged as he licked slowly across my ass again, his thumb stretching up to find my clit. I groaned loudly, and he gripped my ass with his free hand to keep me upright.
“Come for me,” he replied, and I could feel the warmth of his breath on my skin as he spoke. I squeezed my eyes shut, every inch of my skin prickling as he went to town on me, but I needed him inside me, needed him now.
“Please, fuck me,” I begged, but it was with less conviction this time as he massaged my clit harder, his tongue dipping inside me ever-so-slightly.
God, that felt good. My body was tensing, my pussy tightening around his fingers.
Suddenly, he stopped dead. My mouth dropped open, and I half-turned to look at him, panting slightly as I waited for him to continue.
“You’re right,” he explained as he got to his feet, pushing me back down on the bar. “I want to feel you come around my cock. Put your ass in the air.”
“Jesus, Oliver,” I groaned. It was all I could manage given the circumstances.
He sheathed himself quickly, wrapped one arm around my neck to hold me in place, and thrust into me without another second’s wait. I bit my lip, hard.
“So, you want to come?” he muttered in my ear, biting the lobe.
I nodded.
“You know, I think I’m going to institute a new rule,” he growled. “You can only come when I’m inside you. How does that sound?”
“Depends if you’re going to make that hard for me,” I replied.
He slowed his thrusts, teasing me, wanting this to last.
“I will,” he promised. “I’ll make you beg for my dick, and maybe sometimes, I’ll just leave you hanging.”
He moved faster again, leaning back and landing a couple of hard slaps to my ass as he slammed me bent over the bar like that. I could only mew with pleasure, my body shuddering with every thrust as he buried himself deep and hard inside me, again and again.
“Come for me,” he ordered. “I want to feel you come, Mona.”
The sound of my name coming out of his mouth was enough to tip me over the edge, and just like that, I felt my pussy tighten sharply as the orgasm hit in full force. I let out a gritted-teeth groan, the sensation sweeping across my body like someone had lit a match to me.
“Ah!” I cried out, uninhibited.
With Oliver, I never seemed to give a damn about how I looked or how I sounded because the pleasure he lavished on me was always so intense. It was impossible not to get lost in it..
He held me up, thrusting into me a few more times before he came himself, holding me up as he reached his own climax before he slowly pull
ed out of me. I was still trying to catch my breath as he swiftly knelt down to pull my panties back up and roll my skirt down for me, ever the gentleman.
Once my breathing had returned to normal, I turned around and looked at him. He grinned and ran his tongue across his teeth, looking at me like a shark might look at his prey just before he ate it.
“Good?” he asked.
I nodded, staggering over to the seat closest to us and slumping into it in relief.
“Good,” I murmured, my voice almost comically hoarse.
He laughed. “That good, huh? Maybe you’ll tell me your secrets now,” he teased, and I waved my hand, dismissing him, as I strapped in. The plane was almost ready for take-off.
“There is… uh, there’s one thing I actually do want to talk about,” I began awkwardly, deciding that now was as good a time as any.
His brow furrowed and he placed his elbows on his knees, leaning forward and gesturing for me to go on.
“I… I’ve had a really good time the last couple of days,” I began hesitantly, “and I don’t want them to end.”
“Me neither,” he replied, cocking his head at me like he couldn’t figure out what I was getting at.
“So… are we going to keep this going when we get back to work?” I asked, glad the question was out, but at once seized by panic that I might not get the answer I truly wanted to hear.
“I thought we were, yeah.”
He shrugged, playing it cool, but I could see the flash of panic in his eyes.
“Do you want to?”
“Yeah, I do,” I agreed, a wave of relief moving over me. “I really, really do.”
“We’re going to have to keep it quiet for a while,” he warned. “Like, a long time. If Neil or any of the others get wind of this…”
He trailed off, and I realized he had never addressed the subject of what had happened with his last secretary. Did he think I didn’t know? I sure as hell wasn’t going to bring her up, now that I had him to myself, but that had to be what he was thinking about.
I knew the other the partners at the company were not particularly impressed when he’d hooked up with Jeannie. Now that I thought of it, I didn’t know the details exactly, but from what I could gather, it hadn’t been good for either party.
“We’re just going to have to be careful,” he finished up. “Very careful. You can’t talk about this to anyone, and neither can I. Can you live with that?”
“Of course.” I furrowed my brow as though it should have been obvious. “How long do we have to keep it quiet?”
He threw his hands in the air as we began to take off. “I honestly have no idea,” he admitted carefully. “It could be a while. I don’t want anyone to think that this is just a fling, that’s all.”
“Which it is right now,” I pointed out, and he nodded.
“I’m aware,” he assured me. “We’ll just have to play it safe for a while. Until we’re both… sure.”
“I get that,” I agreed, trying to keep my face neutral but knowing I was doing a terrible job of it.
“For now, I want this to keep going,” he grinned. “There’s so much we haven’t done yet.”
“Is there?” I cocked my head at him. “Because I was pretty sure we’d done it all.”
“Not even close.”
He flashed me that shark-like grin again and let his eyes drift down over my body.
“Not even close.”
I shifted in my seat excitedly, but before he could say anymore, the hostess appeared with champagne for us. She was doing her best to ignore the obvious tension in the room as she walked in.
I took my glass, savored a sip, and watched as she made her way out again. Oliver leaned over to me, lifting his glass to mine, and touched them gently together.
“This has been an amazing few days,” he said warmly. “I can’t wait to see where it goes from here.”
“Me neither,” I replied, sipping as though to seal the toast and grinning to myself as I looked out the window to the ground below.
At that moment, everything felt blissfully perfect, but little did I know, it wasn’t going to stay that way for long.
Chapter 20
Oliver
The first few weeks after getting back were easy. Of course they were. We were together at last and neither of us was distracted with keeping our desire secret from one another any longer. It was liberating, a freedom I hadn’t known I’d been lacking until now.
We landed the Masterson deal, of course, so when we arrived back, that was the main point of conversation. Neil appeared in my office the day after I got in, giddy with excitement.
“I can’t believe you actually pulled this off,” he said, shaking his head and drumming his fingers on the doorframe, excitedly. “When you came to me and told me that’s what you were going to do…”
“Oh, ye of little faith,” I teased. “Yeah, we nailed it. Mona had a lot to do with it.”
“She did?”
“She was brilliant, she really charmed them,” I said, nodding.
“When did she meet them?”
Neil furrowed his brow.
“Oh, she was with me at a couple of the meetings,” I replied, vaguely. “Record-keeping, you know that kind of thing.”
“Right,” he said, nodding, not caring to investigate further. “But she was a big part of it?”
“Very.”
I nodded and glanced over at the screen of my laptop.
“Shit, I have to make a call. We’ll catch up properly later?”
“Agreed.” Neil said, getting to his feet. I noticed a thoughtful expression on his face as he drifted out of the office and back down to his wing of the building.
Mona stuck her head out of her room and glanced around to make sure he was gone.
“Did it go okay?” she asked, cocking her head at me nervously.
“Yeah, he’s too wrapped up in the new business deal we just landed to think about anything else. Trust me,” I assured her.
She bit her lip and smiled back.
“Good,” she said in response and vanished back into her office.
I smiled as she ducked away again, and that nagging voice at the back of my head was quick to remind me this was how things had started with Jeannie.
It had all been fun and games, and then they’d devolved into something dark and unsettling. The difference this time was that Mona meant something to me, even if I was not yet certain what it was. I wanted her, desired her desperately, and I knew I had to be with her, no matter what. It might have been cheesy, but now that I had her, I wasn’t going to let her go for anything.
So, we spent the month after our arrival back playing it as straight as we could in front of the rest of the staff and getting down to ridiculously hot sex as soon as the doors to our office were closed.
Every time we hooked up, it actually got better. I was used to growing bored of my sexual partners pretty quickly, but with her, it was different. She was adventurous, open, and always seemed to have a new trick up her sleeve.
I was trying hard not to let her proximity derail me from my day-to-day. It was difficult, knowing she would be waiting for me back at my apartment when I was finished with the day’s work.
One day, she threw open her office door, and her face shone with excitement. I glanced up at her in surprise and gestured for her to explain to me exactly what it was that had gotten her so excited.
“I just got a promotion!” she exclaimed, her voice higher than I’d heard it before.
I raised my eyebrows.
“Really?” I grinned, happy for her but also trying to figure out how my assistant had landed a promotion without me knowing anything about it.
“Oh, come on, you must have known about this,” she chided. “It’s your company.”
“I didn’t know anything.” I assured her, throwing up my hands. “Honestly, this is as much news to me as it is to you.”
“No way!” she said, shaking her head. “I thou
ght it was just you pulling strings.”
“No, this is all you, trust me,” I assured her, and her face lit up all over again.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” she exclaimed. “This is incredible!”
“It really is,” I agreed. “What position did they offer you?”
I couldn’t help wondering if this was some plan of Neil’s to get her out of my office, once and for all, and that’s why I hadn’t heard anything about it. It seemed like the kind of thing he might try to pull.
“I think it’s more symbolic than anything else,” she said, shrugging. “I’m ‘executive assistant’ now, and I think that means I get to sit in on a few more meetings and get a pay raise.”
“Oh, cool!” I replied, a little too enthusiastically.
I couldn’t say I was that shocked at her earning a bump up the corporate ladder. She was damned good, a competent professional, and that couldn’t have gone unnoticed.
“Congratulations, Mona.”
“We should celebrate,” she said excitedly.
Her eyes flashed, and I felt my cock stirring below my desk at the sight of it.
“Oh yeah?” I got to my feet, rolling up my sleeves, slowly.
Her eyes darted to my hands as they dealt with the fabric of my shirt. I always did this before we fucked, and it wasn't lost on her now.
“Yeah,” she breathed in response.
I remembered, way back before we’d so much as laid a finger on each other, I’d fantasized about the two of us at the office, hooking up. I knew we’d agreed that was off the table, but the circumstances were special, right?
“Knees,” I ordered, and she knelt down in front of me without a moment’s thought.
I had to suppress a grin. She’d gotten so good at obeying my orders, and she seemed to enjoy it as much as I did. I had never met a woman as dominant as her outside the bedroom, and as utterly and completely submissive within it. It was a smoking hot mix, and one I couldn’t wait to truly test the boundaries of.
I unzipped my pants, put my hand on the door to keep anyone from busting through it, and stood before her. She looked up at me for a moment before reaching forward, pulling down my pants, and wrapping her hand around the base of my swiftly-growing erection.
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