by Paige Tyler
To her relief, the cops gave them an escort home, which was a good thing because there were more reporters waiting outside the mansion. Thanks goodness Trevor had a gate with guards manning it, otherwise they would have been accosted the minute they got home.
Addison wasn’t surprised to see Maribel glued to the huge plasma television in the living room, watching the news. The cook jumped up from the couch to hug each of them in turn as soon as they walked into the house. Despite having seen everything on TV, Maribel wanted to know the full story and wouldn’t let them go to bed until they recounted every detail.
“I never liked that Murray from the minute Trevor hired him,” Maribel said when they’d finished. She looked at Trevor. “I do hope you’re giving Addison a raise for figuring out what a thieving bastard he was.”
Addison shook her head. “That’s not necessary. I was only doing my job.”
“Nonsense,” the other woman insisted. “You went above and beyond, and you deserve a raise.”
Addison opened her mouth to protest again, but Trevor slipped his arm around her.
“Maribel’s right. You do deserve a raise.” He leaned closer, putting his mouth to her ear. “Among other things.”
The promise in his whisper sent a delightful little shiver through Addison. Even though she was sure the others hadn’t heard what Trevor said, she still blushed. Maribel, Bob and Leo must have taken that as their cue to leave because a little while afterward, they all said good night.
“You must be worn out,” Trevor said when they were alone.
“I am a little tired,” she admitted.
“Then we should get you into bed.”
Her pussy purred at his words and she had bite her lip to stifle a moan. She needed to get hold of herself. Just because she and Trevor had slept together the night before that didn’t mean he intended for her to spend tonight there, too. Which was why she reluctantly headed for her room when they got upstairs.
“Where are you going?” Trevor asked.
She turned to see him regarding her curiously. “To bed.”
His mouth edged up. “My room is this way.”
Addison’s heart did a little backflip as she took Trevor’s outstretched hand and let him lead her down the hallway to his bedroom. Once inside, he closed the door, then pulled her into his arms for a long, intoxicating kiss that had her clinging to his shoulders by the time he lifted his head.
He took her face in both his hands, his dark eyes full of emotion as he gazed down at her. “You have no idea how terrified I was tonight. When I heard those bastards talk about hurting you, I wanted to tear them apart.”
She let out a shudder. “When I think what would have happened if you’d believed Murray when he told you I quit…”
“I knew you wouldn’t just leave without saying anything.” He wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close. “Why did you run out to that warehouse by yourself anyway? Why didn’t you just tell me what your suspicions were?”
“I didn’t want you thinking I was snooping in your business,” she said in a soft voice.
He stepped back, holding her at arm’s length with gentle hands. “You’re my assistant, Addison. My business is your business.”
“I know. It’s just that I wanted to be sure about Murray before I said anything.” She looped her arms around Trevor’s neck. “Enough about him and what happened tonight. I’d rather talk about whatever it was you were referring to downstairs. You know, the other thing you promised you’d give me in addition to a raise.”
“Oh, that.” He grinned. “I was going to wait until tomorrow when we both weren’t so tired, but it’s probably better if I give it to you now.”
Heat pooled between her thighs and settled there as Trevor took her hand and led her over to the bed. Instead of kissing her again or even taking off her clothes, he sat down and pulled her over his lap.
Startled, she jerked her head around to look at him over her shoulder. “What are you doing?”
He placed his hand on the small of her back. “I’d think that after being in this position numerous times over the past week you’d know what I’m going to do.”
Her eyes went wide. “You’re going to spank me?”
His mouth quirked. “Of course. What did you think I was talking about downstairs?”
“That you were going to make love to me until I couldn’t see straight!”
“I am,” he said. “After I redden your bottom.”
“But—”
He ran other hand over her skirt, giving her ass a squeeze. “How else am I going to make sure you’ll never do anything as crazy or as dangerous as you did tonight again?”
“Because I promise I won’t.”
He was silent for a moment, as if considering that. “I don’t know. How do I know you’re being honest and not just telling me what I want to hear?”
“Because I would never do that.” She sighed. “Besides, it’s not like your next manger is going to swindle you, too, so it isn’t very likely I’ll do anything that dangerous again.”
“Probably not,” he agreed. “I think I’ll spank you anyway, just to be on the safe side.”
Addison opened her mouth to protest again, then closed it. Why was she trying to talk him out of spanking her when she got so aroused by it? Her pussy was already quivering at the thought as it was. Deciding to simply give in and enjoy it, she turned around and settled into a comfortable position.
Trevor squeezed her ass again. His hand was warm through the thin material of her skirt and she caught her breath. She waited breathlessly for him to start smacking her bottom, but instead he gently caressed her upturned cheeks. She bit her lip to stifle a moan.
All at once, he stopped what he was doing and lifted his hand, bringing it down on her right cheek with a firm smack. Addison’s gasp was quickly followed by a squeal as his hand immediately connected with her other cheek. She barely had time to catch her breath before he followed it up with another, falling into that same easy rhythm he had the other times he’d spanked her. He smacked first one cheek, then the other until her entire bottom was warm and tingling. Only then did he stop, and that was only so he could push up her skirt.
Addison moaned as he gave her ass a firm squeeze. Rather
than rub the sting from her cheeks like she hoped he would, though, he immediately went back to spanking her again. Heat spread across he derriere and she squirmed on his lap. Her wiggling made her skimpy panties ride up to expose more of her ass cheeks, and she squealed each time his hand connected with her bare skin.
Then, just as quickly as the spanking had started, it stopped. She looked over her shoulder at Trevor, wondering if he was done, but he gave her a lazy grin. Hooking his fingers in the waistband of her panties, he slowly slid them down to mid-thigh, then lightly ran his fingers up her legs. She caught her lower lip between her teeth, her heart pounding as she waited for him to slip his hand between them and touch her pussy. But instead, he lifted his hand and smacked her hard on the bare ass.
She squealed, wiggling on his lap in rhythm with the spanks as he moved from one cheek to the other. Between her legs, her pussy tingled like crazy and it was all she could do not to touch herself. And yet, she knew that resisting the urge would only make her orgasm that much more powerful when she had it.
The spanking felt so amazing that when Trevor stopped, she almost protested, but then he bent and pressed his lips to her red-hot ass. She moaned as the stubble on his jaw brushed her sensitive skin. Suddenly the tingling in her pussy turned into an insistent throb she couldn’t deny any longer.
She looked at him over her shoulder. “Touch me. Please.”
Trevor lifted his head, his gaze meeting her. His was hot and hungry and it sent shivers of desire through her. Mouth curving into a sinfully sexy smile, he slipped his hand between her legs and ran his fingers along her slick folds. She cooed as he found her clit and made little, lazy circles around it.
Instead of touchi
ng her until she came, though, he slid his fingers up and down her slit before dipping inside her wetness. Even then, he teased her, wiggling his finger back and forth, then pulling out. She started to beg him to continue but he was already standing her up and getting to his feet. Cupping her freshly spanked ass cheeks in both hands, he pulled her close and kissed her.
His mouth was possessive, his tongue plunging into her mouth to tangle urgently with hers, and she buried her hands in his dark hair, kissing him back just as passionately. His hard cock pressed up against her through the material of his jeans, letting her know how much he wanted her.
Trevor’s hands glided over her hips and up her abdomen to cup her breasts through her top. Her nipples tightened in response to his touch, straining at the thin material, and she sighed against his mouth as he rubbed his thumbs over their sensitive tips.
Murmuring something unintelligible against her mouth, he broke the kiss to pull her top over her head. He made quick work of her bra as well, sending it sailing across the room. He cupped her breasts in his hands again, bending to suck one rosy red peak in his mouth even as he took the other between his forefinger and thumb and gave it a squeeze.
Addison arched against him, clutching his broad shoulders as he swirled his tongue around first one nipple, then the other until they were both wet and tingling.
Groaning, he lifted his head and turned her around so that she was facing the bed. Placing his hand on her back, he urged her forward until she was leaning over it. Addison thought it was so he could spank her again, but after unzipping her skirt and pulling her panties the rest of the way down, he dropped to his knees behind her, then cupping her ass, spread her wide so he could bury his face in her pussy.
Addison caught her breath. She’d never had a guy give her oral sex in this position before. She automatically arched her back, sighing as Trevor ran his tongue along the slick folds of her pussy. She leaned further forward and thrust her ass even higher in the air, hoping his magical tongue would find its way to her clit. He must have been able to read her body language because a moment later she felt his velvety tongue on her plump, little nub.
She moaned, spreading her legs even more as he began making slow circles round and round the sensitive flesh. In this position, she was even more sensitive than usual and when he ran his tongue along her pussy and dipped it inside, she thought she might actually come just from that. Before she could find out, however, he moved back up to her clit again.
Instead of making slow, languorous circles on the plump flesh
like before, he flicked his tongue over her clit once, then twice, before closing his mouth over the sensitive bud and gently sucking on it. Addison gasped, sure what he was doing was going to send her tumbling over the edge, but Trevor was obviously determined to tease her because he went back to making circular motions on her clit with his tongue. Damn, he knew how to get her hot and bothered!
Addison closed her eyes, gyrating her hips in time with his tongue and letting herself get lost in how good it felt. It was like every nerve in her body was concentrated inside her clit.
All at once, her breath started coming in quick, little pant as she got closer and closer to climax. The sensation was so intense, she was barely even aware of what Trevor was doing as he lapped her clit with his tongue.
Her orgasm swept over her with the force of a tidal wave, and she dug her fingers into the bedding, her screams echoing through the house as Trevor coaxed every trace of pleasure from her body.
Afterward, all she could do was lie there draped over the bed. Behind her, Trevor pressed a tender kiss to her still-tingling ass. She sighed, barely aware of him getting to his feet. When she heard him unbuckle his belt and push down his jeans, she wondered if she should push herself up from the bed and turn around, but then she felt Trevor’s hands on her hips. Her breath hitched. He was going to take her from behind. She’d had sex in that position before, of course, but there was something so much hotter about doing it like that after she’d just been spanked. She blushed as she imagined how she must look, bent over the bed, her freshly-spanked red ass on display.
Addison waited breathlessly for him to enter her, but instead Trevor teased her by running the head of his cock up and
down her wetness. She moaned. While what he was doing felt delicious, she wanted more.
“Stop teasing me. I need you inside me,” she demanded. “Now!”
She was half afraid Trevor might tease her anyway, but to her relief he tightened his grip on her hips and slid his hard length into her pussy in one smooth thrust.
For a moment, he stayed like that, his cock nestled deep inside of her and Addison caught her lower lip between her teeth, her body shuddering at the feel of his cock pulsating inside her. Then he slowly began to pump in and out with agonizing slowness.
She rocked back against him. “Harder!”
Trevor obeyed. Tightening his hold on her, he began to
move his cock in and out of her faster and faster. The force of his thrusts shoved her against the bed and she grasped hold of the sheets so that she could push back.
“Yes,” she cried. “Just like that. Harder! Fuck me harder!”
He did.
She knew from the deep, husky groans he was making that his orgasm was only moments away, and she held her own back, wanting to come with him. When he finally exploded inside her with a release of cum so hot she swore she could feel it, she let herself go, and the climax that swept her away was more powerful than any she’d ever had in her life.
Sliding out, Trevor took her hand and together, they crawled into bed. Addison snuggled up to him, her arm thrown across his chest, her head pillowed on his shoulder. She didn’t know where this thing with Trevor was going, if anywhere, but right then she didn’t care. She had never been happier. To think, she’d almost left after her first day on the job simply because he’d put her over his knee and spanked her. Now, she couldn’t wait for him to spank her again.
While the thought made her smile, it also made her realize if ever did want this thing with Trevor to go somewhere, she was going to have to come clean with him, just like she promised herself she would. Now wasn’t the time, though. They were both so exhausted they could barely keep their eyes open. She would tell him everything first thing in the morning.
Chapter Eight
Addison didn’t know what time it was when the phone beside the bed rang. She knew it had to be early because the sun wasn’t up yet. She snuggled against Trevor’s chest, hoping the darn thing would stop if they ignored it. No such luck.
Mumbling something under his breath she couldn’t make out, Trevor fumbled for the phone and held it to his ear.
“This better be important,” he growled.
Her lips curved at the unconventional greeting. Fortunately, only a handful of people had his private number, and none of them would be insulted by the curt words.
“What?” He frowned into the phone. “No, I’ll talk to them. Just give me time to get some clothes on.”
He dropped the phone back in its cradle. “Dammit.”
Addison pushed herself up on her elbow. “What is it?”
He wiped his hand down his face. “That was Bob. There are at least fifty reporters at the front gate looking for an interview.”
Her brow furrowed. Trevor had already planned to do a few intimate interviews in the living room before the premiere anyway, then head over to the theater before everyone else got there so he wouldn’t have to deal with the whole red carpet craziness. After last night they should have expected that plan would get shot to hell.
“At this time in the morning?” she asked.
“I guess they all wanted to be the first to get the scoop.”
Since none of them had been able to get it last night. “Do you want me to get rid of them for you?”
Trevor sighed. “No. I’ll talk to them.” He reached up to push her long hair back from her face. “I’d planned on keeping you in bed all day and
making love to every inch of your beautiful body. Instead, I have to ask you to go back to playing my assistant and deal with this chaos.”
She smiled. “Dealing with chaos is my job, remember? Though I’d much rather stay in bed and let you make love to me. If we’re lucky, the reporters will be in and out, and you’ll be done in time for us to have time for a quickie before we have to leave for the premiere.”
He pulled her down for a long, lingering kiss. “And if we don’t, we can always do it in the limo on the way there.”
The image made her pussy quiver, and it was all she could do to drag herself out of bed. As she hurried downstairs a little while later, it occurred to her that she hadn’t gotten a chance to talk to Trevor about who she really was. She sighed. It looked like coming clean would have to wait — again.
Taking the reporters’ names and setting up a schedule would have been a lot easier if they hadn’t kept trying to interview her while she did it. They seemed just as interested in her role in last night’s adventures as they were in Trevor. Maybe more interested. She did her best to downplay her part in what had happened at the warehouse, but she wasn’t sure they bought it. When they continued to press her about it, she merely smiled and politely got them back on task.
In the interest of fairness, she gave the first slots to the reporters who had already been scheduled to meet with Trevor. Everyone else got a ten-minute slot to get their interview in. No cameras in the house, just recorders and notepads. There was a lot of grumbling about that little stipulation, but with Bob there to back her up, she stood her ground.
As usual, Trevor amazed her. He treated every reporter who interviewed him as if they were an old friend and answered each question as if he hadn’t heard it a hundred times before. Though they asked about his new movie, they were more eager to hear about Murray and his goons trying to kill her and Trevor. While Trevor was as open as he could be about the previous evening’s events, he refrained from giving any of them too many details, saying the police were still conducting their investigation.
