“Do you want me to lick your pussy, Lea?” A few more flicks on her clit and she moaned, trying to move her hips but he used his body to press her into the cushions on the floor.
“Do you want me to lick your pussy, Lea?” he repeated. “You have to ask me. I can wait all night.”
She couldn’t wait one more second. She needed his mouth on her more than she needed to breathe. “Please lick my pussy, Mr. Britton. Please!” Her voice was high and desperate. But Jack grinned and bent his head, giving her clit a long swipe with the flat of his tongue. She screamed in response and he did it again, watching her closely, repeating it over and over until she thought she would die from the pleasure. Her body was trembling on the brink of release and by the triumph she witnessed in his expression he knew it.
“I think, under the circumstances,” Jack nipped at her inner thigh. “You better call me Jack.”
She never got a chance to call him anything. His mouth and lips set about torturing her pussy and clit until she came so hard she thought her body had shattered into a million pieces. Her head was thrashing back and forth and each wave that ran through her was stronger than the last. Finally, the pleasure subsided and she gulped in air, her heart rate settling into a slow gallop.
He kissed his way up her torso and nipped at a nipple that was softening. “You’re a screamer. I knew you’d be hot in bed. I imagined this so many times but the reality is a hundred times better.”
She nodded in agreement, still too overcome to speak. When she could finally form a sentence she asked him the question she’d wondered about since he’d told her he was attracted to her.
“What have you imagined us doing?”
He grinned, his finger drawing a line down her body. “This. Spanking you. Fucking you. That awesome blow job you gave me earlier. I’ve imagined you on your knees many times, although you were more effusive with the compliments in my fantasies. You haven’t once told me what a stud I am.”
“I’ll work on my enthusiasm,” Lea giggled. “You haven’t spanked or fucked me yet,” she said coyly, wanting him to do those things more than she could imagine. There was something about this man that made her leave her comfort zone. So far, he’d made it worth the trip.
He shook his head. “You’re right. Let’s get to it then.” Before she could respond, he’d flipped her over onto her stomach, her bare ass exposed. He patted her bottom and leaned down so he was whispering in her ear. “Do you want me to stop, Lea?”
She shook her head. “Do it, Jack. I want it.”
He didn’t make her wait. His palm came down on her ass cheek causing her to jump. The heat on her bottom burned and coiled through her belly, settling in her pussy. She could feel honey leaking from her cunt and she wriggled her bottom at him, enticing him to spank her more. He spanked her over and over, raising the heat on her ass and sending her arousal through the roof. She was tugging and pulling at her restraints when he paused, and rubbed her heated bottom with his callused hands.
He pulled her up to her knees and pressed her thighs apart. She turned to see him digging into a pocket of his pants and then the crinkle of a condom wrapper as he pushed his jeans and boxers down and off. The beauty of his body took her breath away and she let her gaze wander over his muscled torso, down to his thick thighs. She knew he maintained his body with regular visits to the gym before he came into the office.
Jack grasped her hips and pressed forward, the head of his cock pushing inside her insistently. She was so wet he slid in easily. She hissed at the swirl of sensations as he pulled out slightly, and then thrust in to the hilt. He started fucking her slowly, letting her feel every inch of his length and girth. He was generously sized, much larger than any man she’d been with previously. She’d never thought size made any difference but Jack knew what to do with his cock. Once he found the angle that made her moan and pant, he fucked it mercilessly, stroking that spot over and over until she was shaking with the need to come.
He reached under her, running his fingers over her clit and she shattered apart, pieces of her soul flying everywhere and lights dancing in front of her eyes. He thrust hard one last time and groaned her name as he came. She could feel his cock jerk inside of her as he filled the condom with his seed. They slumped together, their bodies sticky with her honey and their shared sweat.
After they caught their breath, Jack pulled from her body and kissed her spine. “One minute, sweetheart. I need to take care of the condom. I’ll be right back.”
He was hardly gone at all before he was back with a warm cloth, running it over her skin and pressing a soft kiss to her sore bottom. He quickly untied her wrists, massaging them before grabbing a quilt from the back of a chair and covering them both so they were cocooned in front of the fire. She could almost forget what brought them together and pretend he really cared about her. Almost.
They were quiet for a while, watching the yellow and orange flames, until Jack smoothed her hair back from her face. “Are you hungry or thirsty? I think the housekeeper left some fried chicken in the fridge and she always bakes something for the weekend. Last weekend it was chocolate cake.”
She shook her head, suddenly unsure of what she was supposed to do now. Was she supposed to get up, get dressed, and leave? She didn’t know the protocol for a one-night stand with her boss.
“Well, I guess I should be going. It’s getting late.” She didn’t look him in the eyes as she levered up to find her clothes. She didn’t see his arm snake out to wrap around her waist until he pulled her on top of him.
“It’s not late. I have plans for you. Why don’t we soak in the bathtub and you can tell me your life story?”
By his evil grin, she had a good idea what his plans were. She didn’t really want to leave so she nodded and let him lead her into the opulent master bathroom where he ran a hot bath in the giant jetted tub. She leaned back against him and let the whirling water whisk away any minor aches and pains from their lovemaking. His hands cupped her breasts and this thumbs flicked at the nipples making it hard to concentrate.
“Why did you want to leave?”
His question took her by surprise. He sounded almost hurt which was impossible since he didn’t have any feelings toward her. She sat up and turned to see his expression. His eyes were a dark blue but his face was closed, his lips tense.
“I didn’t know what I was supposed to do,” she answered, not wanting to lie to this man. “I didn’t know what the etiquette was after something like this. I didn’t want to wear out my welcome.”
His expression relaxed into a smile. “A beautiful naked woman is always welcome. I don’t know the etiquette either. If we want to be together we should just be together.” He leaned forward and dropped a kiss on her lips. “I’ll make a deal with you. If I want you to leave, I’ll tell you. And vice versa. If you want to leave, you just say so, okay? No playing games with each other. Straight up honesty.”
“Yes,” she nodded. “That sounds good. I’ve had enough men lying and playing games.”
He lifted her so she was straddling his thighs, facing him. “Of course, some games are good.” He pulled her forward and captured a nipple in his mouth, nipping and licking until she was squirming on top of him. Two could play games and she reached behind her, wrapping her hands around his already hard cock. Jack groaned as she moved her hands up and down, exploring each ridge and vein of his dick with her fingertips.
“Aw fuck, baby, that feels so good.”
Jack let his head fall back as she moved her questing fingers down to the crinkly sac between his legs. He let go a string of expletives as she scraped her nails gently around the sensitive skin. He grabbed her wrists and moved her hands up to his chest.
“I need a condom. Let’s go into the bedroom.” Jack’s voice was hoarse with need and they grabbed towels, rubbing each other dry as quickly as they could. They practically sprinted to the bed and Jack pulled the blankets back and tumbled her onto the sheets, landing on top of her. She los
t track of time as they wrestled and giggled, rolling around on the bed. He didn’t seem to be in any hurry to fuck her, but instead took his time arousing her until she had to grab his head, pulling his face close.
“Fuck me, Jack. Please, now.”
He pulled a condom from the bedside table and she helped him roll it on, her fingers clumsy in her haste. He hovered over her and nuzzled the sensitive spot on her neck as he pushed her thighs apart. His cock pressed at her opening and she canted her hips so he could thrust in easily, his cock sliding in and rubbing her G-spot. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and ground her cunt against his groin, sending tingles through her clit and moving her closer to release.
He rode her hard, his cock pistoning in and out of her until she was hovering on the brink, her nails digging into his back and her legs wrapped around his waist. She yelped in surprise when he suddenly rolled her over so she was on top. His cock slid in even deeper and she moaned at the pleasure of feeling so full.
“Ride me.” He grasped her hips and she braced her hands on his chest and started a rhythm sure to send them both to heaven. She was hovering on the brink when his thumb pressed her clit and she screamed his name in completion. The waves of pleasure shook her body and curled her toes in its intensity. Jack’s fingers bit into her flesh as his own orgasm took him, his teeth gritted, his eyes dark blue with passion.
Lea collapsed on his chest, their breathing labored and ragged. He stroked her back as the sheen of sweat dried on their bodies before gently rolling her onto her back so he could dispose of the condom. He came back to bed and pulled her close into his body, spooning her from behind.
“Sleep, Lea. I’ll wake you up later. I’m going to want you again.”
Chapter Three
Lea stacked the file folders on top of the copier and glanced nervously over her shoulder. She’d been avoiding Tammy all morning in a futile attempt to not discuss the usual ‘what she did over her weekend.’ Lea knew if Tammy asked it was going to be very difficult to hide her feelings about Jack.
And she had feelings for Jack.
He’d woken her in the middle of the night to make love, and then again in the morning. He’d driven her home in his beloved Mustang and then waited while she showered and changed to take her to breakfast. After he’d disappeared, she’d spent the weekend replaying their night together over and over like a movie, looking for any clues that he might just feel the same. All it had given her was a headache and a couple of sleepless nights. She’d had to use a little extra concealer to cover the shadows under her eyes this morning before coming in to the office.
Jack had smiled and acted completely at ease, much to her chagrin. She wanted him to feel as off balance as she was. She wanted him to feel like one night wasn’t enough. She wasn’t saying she was in love with Jack Britton. She simply wanted a chance to find out if they could fall in love. There didn’t seem to be much chance of that since he’d specifically said he didn’t want a relationship. This was why she didn’t do casual sex. Her emotions always got in the way.
She was so preoccupied with her thoughts she didn’t hear Tammy come up behind her. “Did you hear the latest? Steve Simmons got fired this morning. I heard it was Jack Britton’s doing.”
Lea didn’t turn around and kept her head down. “I’m surprised Steve lasted this long.”
Tammy snorted. “It’s not fair. Steve’s young and he had his whole career ahead of him. Jack’s an asshole to do this. He’s not so perfect, you know. I know stuff about him. Steve told me some things he overheard one night when Jack was talking to Cal Meyer.”
Lea didn’t like the sound of that. She hit the Pause button on the copier and gave Tammy her full attention. “Since when do you care what happens to Steve?”
The look on Tammy’s face told her everything she needed to know. “Holy shit, Tammy. You’ve been sleeping with Steve?” Lea had thought even Steve was too much of a jerk for Tammy to sleep with him, but apparently not.
Tammy shrugged. “He came on to me. He makes a hell of a lot more money than most of the men I date. He’s not so bad once you get to know him. He treats me really well.” Tammy straightened up, her expression defiant. “Which is why I’m going to make Jack Britton very sorry he did this. I’m going to hurt him like he hurt Steve.”
Tammy turned to leave, but Lea grabbed her arm before she could slip away. “What are you going to do, Tammy?”
“I’m going to tell the senior partner something about Jack Britton that will ruin his career. He won’t be the golden boy around here any longer. He’ll know what Steve feels like today.”
Before Lea could stop her, Tammy was on her way to the upper floor where Alexander Bradford, senior partner, and man with a big stick up his butt, had his office. Lea was torn between running to Jack and going after Tammy. She decided going after Tammy was her best bet, catching up with her at the elevator.
“Don’t do this. You’ll regret it. This won’t get Steve his job back, and could potentially ruin a good man’s life. This will only serve to make you look bad by talking about someone behind his back.”
Lea had a pretty good idea what this embarrassing secret was and she needed to protect Jack. He shouldn’t lose his career because he didn’t want a relationship.
Tammy laughed as the elevator doors slid open. “I fully expect to be fired today. But I’m going down in a blaze of glory. Come on up if you want to see. It will be my final ‘fuck you’ to this crappy job. I’d rather beg for change on the streets than work here one minute more.”
Tammy wasn’t going to be deterred so Lea turned and sprinted back to Jack’s office. He was on the phone and frowned when she started waving her arms wildly to get his attention. He shook his head at her but she didn’t give up until he made his excuses and hung up.
“Have you lost your mind, Lea? You look like you’ve run a marathon. If you want to talk about this weekend, we will. But for fuck’s sake, calm down.”
She sucked in a breath. “It’s Tammy. She’s upset you fired Steve Simmons. She says she wants to get back at you. Ruin your career. She says Steve told her a secret about you and she’s in Mr. Bradford’s office right now telling him.” She grabbed his arm and started pulling him toward the door. “You have to stop her. I tried to talk her out of it but she’s determined to do this.”
Jack wouldn’t be rushed. “A secret? About me? I can’t imagine Steve Simmons would know anything, Lea.”
“He overheard you talking to Mr. Meyer.” She tugged on his arm again, frustrated he couldn’t see the dire circumstances. “Jack, you need to go up there!”
A slow smile spread across Jack’s face and instead of heading toward the door, he pulled her into his arms and lifted her chin so she was looking into his intense blue eyes. “Lea Taylor, you are one amazing woman. Did you really try and stop her? Try to protect me?” He pressed his lips to hers and she forgot they were in the middle of the office as he made the room spin and her head swim. He lifted his head and kissed the tip of her nose. “Will you have dinner with me tonight, Lea?”
She pressed her hands to his chest to push him back but instead let her palms caress the muscles underneath his superbly cut dress shirt. “Why not? You’re going to have a lot of free time when you get pushed out of this law firm.”
He chuckled and she could feel the rumble beneath her fingers. “I’m not going to be pushed out of this firm. Alex knows all about my unusual sexual proclivities. Who do you think told me about the key parties?” He laughed at her shocked expression. “Tammy’s going to march upstairs and tell Alex something he’s known since day one. He attends the parties every now and then himself. This is a very kink friendly organization.”
Lea sagged against Jack, her relief overwhelming. “Oh God, I thought she was going to ruin your career.” She smacked at his chest. “I was really worried, you know.”
He nibbled on her ear and his hand wandered down to squeeze her ass cheek. “It’s been a long time since anyone’s
worried about me. I think I like it. Can you forget I ever said I didn’t want a relationship? I think I want one with you. Are you going to give me a chance?”
She giggled, suddenly feeling very happy indeed. “I will. But how will we work together? Aren’t there rules about dating your assistant?”
Jack lifted her in his arms and set her at the end of his large oak desk, insinuating himself between her thighs. “I’m a full partner in this law firm and we can make any rules we like. As long as you’re consenting to this relationship it’s fine. In fact, what’s my schedule for the rest of the day? Maybe we can start our date right now. You are consenting, aren’t you?’
He looked so handsome standing there, his dark hair falling over his forehead and his blue eyes twinkling. She’d taken a chance and it had paid off. She’d have more than one night with Jack.
“I am. I can’t wait to be tied up by the boss again.”
Jack took a few steps back and kicked the door to his office closed, locking it with a flourish.
“Never let it be said I keep a lady waiting.” Jack pulled off his tie and held it up. “I think we can use this for today.”
She held her wrists out with a playful smile. “Tie me up, boss man. I need it. I need you.”
He grinned and began tying her hands behind her back. “You make me happy, Lea. Do I make you happy?”
She nodded. She was happier than she could ever remember being. All because she picked his keys out of a fishbowl.
The End
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
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