His For The Night

by Helen Cooper

  “I was thinking it would be even more fun if we did it downstairs.”

  “You mean, in front of people?”

  “Well, not in the middle of the lobby, no.” He laughed. “They have a club.”

  “You want to have sex in the club?” She looked at him in astonishment.

  “Wouldn’t you?”

  “I’ve never really thought about it before.” She glanced at him, unsure as to what to say next. He sensed her hesitation and walked up to her.

  “We don’t have to.” He ran a finger down her stomach, and she gasped as she felt his fingers slip down into her panties. His fingers rubbed against her clit gently, and he grinned as he felt how wet she was. He pulled his fingers out of her panties, and she stared as he placed them into his mouth and sucked. “You taste good. I’d love to have more than a taste, here or downstairs.”

  “I don’t even know how that would work.” She frowned at him. She was aching to feel him against her once more.

  “Take off your panties and bra, and put your dress back on. I’ll change my pants hold on.” She watched as he pulled his trousers down and walked over to his suitcase. He pulled out a pair of black gym pants, and he winked at her as he pulled his boxer shorts off. She tried not to gasp as she saw his cock standing to attention. He was already hard, and she guessed that he was at least 8 inches long, and he looked pretty wide. She couldn’t imagine how he was going to fit into her; he had what looked like the biggest cock she had ever seen in her life.

  “Like it?” He laughed and walked over to her with his pants in his hands.

  “What are you doing?” She gasped again as she saw him close up. Before she knew what she was doing, she had reached down and taken him in her hands. She wanted to touch and feel him.

  “Oh shit, Vixen, that feels good.” He groaned as her fingers encircled the tip of his cock, tugging it gently. She then ran her fingers down the length of his shaft lightly before slowly tugging on it. She giggled slightly as it grew even harder and longer in her fingers and he groaned at her touch. He dropped his pants on the ground and pulled her towards him, cupping her ass and squeezing her buttcheeks.

  “I thought we were going downstairs?” She whispered as he reached up to unclasp her bra.

  “Fuck the club.” He growled and pulled her bra off quickly before sinking his face into her breasts and sucking on her nipples. She closed her eyes as he nibbled on her nipples and continued to jerk his cock as he played with her breasts. He pulled away for a moment and guided her to the bed before pushing her down on it and pulling her panties down. Before she knew what was happening, she felt his tongue on her, licking her clit and sucking on it. She squirmed on the bed, not believing that she was letting him go down on her. She cried out as she felt his tongue enter her, and she started trembling as he fucked her with his tongue and licked her clit every time his tongue left her.

  “Like that, do you?” He grinned up at her and pulled himself up and started kissing her. She felt his hands on her breasts, squeezing and kneading, and then she felt his cock rubbing against her pussy. She opened her legs, aching to feel him inside of her, but he just kept rubbing the tip along her clit and leaving it at her entryway.

  “Come on.” She groaned into his ears as he teased her, but he shook his head and stared into her eyes before kissing her again.

  “I don’t have a condom.” He pulled away and kissed down her chest to her breasts again. “That’s why I wanted to go downstairs. We could have gotten some at the shop.”

  “Are you joking me?” She groaned deliriously. She was so close to coming.

  “Unless you want to try the pullout method, I’m afraid you’re going to be slightly disappointed.

  “I just want you inside of me.” She pulled him closer to her and wrapped her legs around him. Please.”

  “I can’t.” He shook his head and reached his hand back down to her pussy. He ran his fingers along her clit again and allowed two of them to enter her.

  “I’m on the pill.” She moaned as he played with her. “It’s okay.”

  He looked at her suspiciously for a second. “You are?”

  “Yes.” She nodded. “I didn’t come off it yet. We broke up recently.”

  “I see.” His eyes sparkled, and he positioned himself in between her legs. “Well, if it’s okay then.” Before Holly could answer, she felt his cock plunging into her, stretching her vagina muscles. She felt every inch of him as he pushed himself into her, and she screamed out as he increased his pace. He was moving in and out of her rapidly, and she moved along with him rhythmically. He lifted her legs over his shoulders, and she felt his cock in her deeper and deeper. He played with her clit as he fucked her, and she felt herself coming hard as her breasts bounced up and down. He started slamming into her faster and faster until she heard him grunting, and he pulled out of her quickly and came all over her pussy lips and stomach.

  “Sorry,” he grinned as he collapsed on her. “It’s my nature to pull out without a condom, pill or no pill.”

  She nodded and closed her eyes as she lay there panting. She felt his fingers playing with her nipples, and she felt another orgasm building up in her. She couldn’t believe that she had come so quickly or that he had known she liked it when a man played with her while he fucked her. She could still feel his fingers playing with her clit as his thick cock slid in and out of her. She knew this was a memory she was going to masturbate to for years to come.

  “You can go down on me again now.” He leaned over and grinned at her, and she looked at him with surprised eyes.

  “Excuse me?”

  “I get harder quicker after round 1 when the lady goes down on me.”

  “Okay.” She pulled away from him and pushed his hands off of her. “I don’t think I need a round 2 right now.”

  “What’s the point of a one night stand if we don’t get as much sex as possible from it?” He asked matter-of-factly, and she felt her cheeks growing red and heated.

  “A one-night-stand?” Her voice rose.

  “You can’t tell me you thought this was more than that?” He looked astonished. “I thought you were smarter than that.”

  Holly jumped up out of the bed and glared at him. “I didn’t think this was going to be a long term relationship no, but I certainly don’t need you to tell me to suck your cock so you can fuck me again and have your way with me as many times as you can in the night.”

  “Cool down, it was a comment, a request if you must. Not an order.”

  “I don’t take orders.” She placed her hands on her hips and ignored the fact that her nipples were standing at attention in front of her.

  “No one is ordering you around.” He cursed under his breath. “This is exactly why I don’t have patience for you women. You make it hard on a man for absolutely everything. You ever think the reason your boyfriend dumped you was because you were a nag?”

  “Excuse me?” Her jaw dropped at his words. “How dare you? You don’t even know me.”

  “Thank God.” He jumped up and picked up her dress. “Here you go. You were good in bed, but I’m sorry I don’t think this is going to work out.”

  “You don’t think this is going to work out?” She pulled on her dress and fumed. “You arrogant prick, how dare you.” She grabbed her shoes and walked towards the door. “You’re an asshole.”

  “Hey, Vixen,” he called out to her as she opened the door. “Want one last lay before you go? Those dirty words turned me on.”

  “You’re insufferable and disgusting.” She glared at him one last time and stalked out of the room. As she walked to the elevator and rode down to her room, she started to giggle. She had completely over-reacted. But he was such a jerk. She knew he was a jerk from the moment she had seen him in the lobby, but she didn’t regret going to his room. She felt alive and powerful and independent. She had her verve back. She had gotten some and left the man. And not the other way around. She opened her door and jumped onto her bed in exciteme
nt. She was back, and she wasn’t going to settle for anything but the best from this moment on.

  Chapter 5

  To: Holly Craven

  From: Spencer Giovanni

  Date and Time: Sunday, 9:00pm

  Re: 6:00am

  Dear Ms. Craven,

  Be in the office at 6 am if you want to keep this job.

  Spencer Giovanni

  P.S. Save your excuses for the unemployment line.

  “Asshole.” Holly glanced at her phone as she got ready to watch Celebrity Apprentice. She wasn’t even sure if she should continue to watch the show. She wasn’t really a morning person, and she knew it would be hard for her to wake up and get to the office that early. But she really didn’t feel like going to bed already. She was still wired from the Red Bull she had had to drink on the drive back from Las Vegas. Oh, Las Vegas, it all seemed like a memory now.

  She had finally met up with Lacey at the pool on Saturday and told her everything that had happened with Don Juan on Friday night. Lacey had giggled with her, and they had high-fived in the pool, but Holly had felt a bit guilty at the pleasure she had taken at leaving him standing there in his room. She knew that the guy probably thought she was crazy. What sort of girl went to have sex with a stranger in his room, has sex with him, and then goes crazy when he asks for a blow-job? She shook her head and smiled at the memory. He deserved it anyway, she thought. Cocky bastard probably got more blowjobs than he knew what to do with.

  Holly sighed as she sat on the couch and turned the TV off. She had to be smart; she needed this job, and she couldn’t afford to not hear her alarm clock and end up late for work. She got into bed and turned off the lights, but she wasn’t able to fall asleep. She kept thinking of Don Juan and their almost night together, and the last email she got was still weighing on her mind.

  She grabbed her phone and pressed reply on the email and started typing away furiously.

  To: Spencer Giovanni

  From: Holly Craven

  Date and Time: Sunday, 10:00pm

  Re: 6:00am

  Dear King Giovanni,

  I’m pretty sure the HR department would understand my need to file a complaint against you and your crazy demands. However, I’m not one of those people that like to complain before they even start the job. I’ll be in the office at 6 am tomorrow, but I want to let you know how inconsiderate it was of you to send me a request this late at night. What if I had missed it?

  Your maid/secretary/assistant Holly

  Holly placed the phone down next to her with only a little gnawing in her gut. She closed her eyes and was just about to drift to sleep when she heard the beep of her phone. She had a new email. She lay there, knowing it wasn’t going to be a good idea to check the email. She knew it had to be from Giovanni, and she knew that it wasn’t going to be good. Bur she couldn’t stop herself from looking. She grabbed it from the dresser and opened it quickly, her stomach sinking at the words on the screen.

  To: Holly Craven

  From: Spencer Giovanni

  Date and Time: Sunday, 10:10pm

  Re: Fired

  Dear Ms. Craven,

  I don’t take well to insubordination, especially before the person has even started work. Feel free to complain to HR, but you’re fired. Have a nice life cleaning rooms.

  Spencer Giovanni

  “Oh, hell no.” Holly sat up infuriated. “There is no way that that little twerp is firing me before I even start.” She grabbed the phone and was about to email him back when she got another email from him.

  To: Holly Craven

  From: Spencer Giovanni

  Date and Time: Sunday, 10:15pm

  Re: Fired

  Dear Ms. Craven,

  I’m sure my last email made your heart jump. I’d be very careful from here-on out. I expect to see you at 6 am tomorrow, rain or shine.

  Spencer Giovanni

  Holly sagged back into the sheets, grateful that she hadn’t lost her job but annoyed that he had thought that was a funny joke. “Be real.” She muttered to herself. “He didn’t think it was funny. I bet he just pretended it was a joke because he has so much work he needs me to do tomorrow. Ass.” She closed her eyes, and before she knew it, Holly was dreaming of Don Juan and his lips all over her body.

  ***

  “Frigging 6am.” Holly muttered as she made her way to the office. She had about 5 minutes to park and walk into the building, or she would be late. She hadn’t even had time to get a cup of coffee, and she knew her clothes looked rather drab. It was the only suit she could find that didn’t need ironing. She should have checked the evening before, but she had forgotten. She glanced at her watch as she parked. She had two minutes left, so she grabbed her bag and ran into the office as quickly as possible. The doorman smiled at her and opened the door, and she thanked him gratefully as she huffed and puffed.

  “Hi,” she was surprised to see a receptionist already sitting at a desk, working. “I’m here for my first day.”

  “Hi,” the girl smiled at her. “What’s your name?”

  “Holly,” she gave the girl a smile. “Like Molly but with an H, or folly, or jolly, though I’m not too jolly right now. Do you always have to get into work this early?”

  The girl looked at her with a patient expression and nodded. “Mr. Giovanni is upstairs waiting for you with 2 other top executives. He said to send you right up.”

  “Two other executives?” Holly gasped. “Are you joking? I need a cup of coffee and a doughnut, not to be put to work right away.”

  “I suppose that’s because you don’t enjoy working much, Ms. Craven.” She heard the familiar deep voice behind her and froze. Oh shit. Oh shit. She thought to herself as she turned around slowly. She wanted to run out of the building and scream, but her legs wouldn’t move.

  “I love working Mr. Giovanni.” Her voice was snide as she looked up at him, and he froze as he saw her face and they made eye contact.

  “This has got to be a joke.” He stared at her and ran his fingers through his hair. “Please tell me you are not Holly Craven.”

  “If you tell me you’re not Spencer Giovanni.” She stared at his tailored Italian suit and too handsome face and sighed. Of course he would be her new boss. It only made sense that the man she had a one-night stand and then cursed out would be her new boss. A boss she already disliked. A boss she had come to work for with one purpose in mind. Could her life get any worse? “Well, I’m leaving.” She spun around and walked quickly to the front entrance. She couldn’t go through with this any longer. It was all too crazy. She walked a little too quickly and her heel caught in something and she went flying to the ground.

  Spencer ran up to her and helped her up. His eyes mocked her as he pulled her up, and she stumbled into his arms for a brief second, enjoying the warmth of his body, before pulling away quickly. “Get your hands off of me.” She hissed. He let go of her quickly and gave her a derisive look.

  “Honey, I’ve been there and done that, and trust me, it wasn’t all that.”

  “I beg your pardon?” Her jaw dropped, and her face went red. “How dare you?”

  “How dare I?” He leaned forward and traced the edges of her lips with his hands. “I dare very much, Vixen. I dare very much.”

  “Don’t call me that.” She hissed, mad that she was starting to feel turned on.

  “Or what?”

  “Or I’ll tell everyone what you did, Don Juan!”

  “You mean banging a beautiful brunette?” He laughed. “That wouldn’t even make my staff bat an eyelid.”

  “You’re a bastard.”

  “Now that’s not nice, Ms. Craven, I hardly go around calling you a slut.”

  She slapped him across the face and stood there aghast as she saw the faint marks of her hand on his cheek. “Sorry.” She muttered and made to turn around again.

  “Wait.” He grabbed her arm and stopped her. “Look, I don’t like this situation either, but I have a room full of clients ready for
a meeting. I need you to come upstairs with me and take notes.”

  “You can’t just expect me to play secretary on my first day.”

  “Why not? You’re pretty good with your fingers.” He winked at her and walked towards the elevator with out another word. She looked at his retreating back and the front entrance and followed him with a sigh. She had no idea why she was staying to work for him, but she knew she couldn’t just walk away. She hadn’t been able to get him out of her mind since Friday night, and she wasn’t going to say no to a possible repeat.

  Chapter 6

  “We’ll get those papers signed and have them faxed over to you this afternoon, Mr. Nagano.” Spencer shook hands with the businessmen as they left the office, and Holly stood next to him, faking a smile. While the meeting had gone well, Holly had been so aware of Spencer’s presence that she had made many typing errors. She knew she had to go back through her notes before she gave them to him, or he would really think she was a good for nothing.

  “So, how was that?” Spencer turned to face her as the businessmen left the office and raised an eyebrow. “Not too hard?”

  “No.” She yawned and quickly covered her mouth.

  “Late night?” He stared at her pointedly.

  “No.” She shook her head. “But I had an early morning and no coffee.”