by Cynthia Sax
“You do please me.” John groans, rocking into my hands. “You please me too much. Guide me into you.”
“Yes.” I position him at my entrance and he pushes into me, stretching me open, filling me as only he can, my pussy designed for his cock, my soul fitting into his. Our gazes meet as he takes me, his focus on me, on my face, my pleasure.
I shift under him, cradling his hips between my thighs, and he slides deeper, his weight reassuring heavy, his chest flattening my breasts, pressing my smaller form into the leather cushion.
“I’m claiming you, John.” I drag my fingernails down his back and he shudders.
“I claimed you three years ago,” he admits. “I’ve been waiting for you to claim me, to be ready for a forever commitment, because what I claim, I keep, Trella. Always.”
“I know.” I smile, my heart and pussy full. My boss keeps his word. He will never let me go. “I want forever. I want you.” I explore his back, the dip near his spine, the swell of his muscles, the scars on his skin.
John moves over me, nudging forward and easing out, his unhurried pace coaxing my passion higher and higher. I lick the scars around his neck, laving the marred skin, acknowledging the pain of his past, paying tribute to his strength. He tastes of salt and man and love.
John increases our tempo, driving into me harder and deeper. I wrap my legs around his waist, hooking my ankles over his ass, and I hold on, clinging to his shoulders. He crushes his lips against mine, swallowing my ragged breaths. I sigh my surrender, conceding with no hesitation, and he surges his tongue into my mouth, captivating me body, heart and soul.
This is my man, my future. I lift into each thrust, meeting John halfway, as equals, our forms smacking together, a wet sheen covering our skin. My nipples ache and my legs shake. I dig my nails into his back and John jerks, growling into my mouth, his rhythm growing erratic, his lovemaking fierce.
And this is lovemaking, John’s expression warm, almost reverent. He breaks our kiss and presses his cheek to mine. “Grip me with that hot pussy,” he urges. “And come for me.” He drives hard into my softness and grinds against my clit.
I scream and buck, clenching down on his shaft, breaking. John bellows my name and pushes even deeper, the couch skidding across the carpet, rattling the lamps on the end tables.
The room spins around me, a blur of color and light. I rake John’s back, clasping him, my only anchor in a storm of emotion. He shudders and shakes, pinning my hips to the cushion, the movement of muscle under tanned skin, power restrained, enthralling me.
My world stills and John falls, capturing me under his body, covering me with his warmth, his musk.
“I love you.” I skim my hands over his back, soothing him, easing the pain I’ve caused, seeking to erase the marks I’ve left.
“I love you too, Trella.” John braces himself upward by his elbows and gazes into my eyes. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“You’ll never be without me, sir.” I smile up at him. “I’m your assistant for life.”
“I’ll need you longer than that.” My billionaire boss covers my lips with his.
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USA Today bestselling author Cynthia Sax writes contemporary, SciFi and paranormal erotic romances. Her stories have been featured in Star Magazine, Real Time With Bill Maher, and numerous best of erotic romance top ten lists.
She lives in a world filled with magic and romance. Although her heroes may not always say, “I love you,” they will do anything for the women they adore. They live passionately. They play hard. They love the same women forever.
Cynthia has loved the same wonderful man forever. Her supportive hubby offers himself up to the joys and pains of research, while they travel the world together, meeting fascinating people and finding inspiration in exotic places such as Istanbul, Bali, and Chicago.
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Other Books by Cynthia Sax
Stories set in the City Sizzle series
(Same world as The Good Assistant)
One Night With My Billionaire Master
Other contemporary erotic romance you might enjoy
He Watches Me
Flashes Of Me
Breaking All The Rules
Sinful Rewards
Excerpt
Here is an excerpt from Seducing My Billionaire Boss, the next story in the City Sizzle series.
Seducing My Billionaire Boss
Cynthia Sax
Excerpt
“You’re a bastard, did you know that?”
“It’s hard not to know that, Miss Court.” Rob’s brown eyes spark with gold. “You tell me I’m one every time we meet.”
“I didn’t know how big of a bastard you were until last week.” I jam my fist on my hips. “How dare you try to replace Mrs. Bellows after all she’s done for you? She’s your biggest supporter within the company, constantly singing your praises to everyone who will--”
“I’m not replacing her.” He places the tissue in the wastebasket. “I’m helping her. If you took two minutes and read the job posting before applying, you’d know the role I’m filling is her assistant, not mine.”
“Right.” Does he think I’m an idiot? “Then why are you interviewing candidates and not Mrs. Bellows? Why are these interviews happening on her day off?”
He opens his mouth.
“And even if you truly wanted an assistant for your assistant, your candidates have different objectives. Most of them plan to push her out of her job. They’d smile in her face and knife her in the back simply to sit in her chair.”
“Except you.”
“Except me.” I nod. “She’s a dear sweet lady, one of the nicest women I’ve ever known.”
“I agree.”
“And I plan to protect her.” I ignore his comment. “If that means taking this fuckin’ fabricated job and fulfilling all of your crazy sexual demands, so be it.”
“Sexual demands?”
“I know what you want. Everyone knows.” I glower. “Now that the no-fraternization rule has lifted, you desire a hot piece of ass that you can fuck during office hours. You’re a pig.”
“Everyone thinks this?” Rob lifts his eyebrows.
“Everyone knows this.”
“That explains the last four interviews.” He rubs his face. “The last candidate--”
“Showed you her breasts.” I glower. “I’m aware of that.” I unbutton my suit jacket and pull down my camisole, taking the cups of my bra with it. “These are breasts.” My nipples tighten in the cool air. “Cerise Case’s pair doesn’t compare to these.” I’m a big woman with a big rack.
Rob’s gaze lowers. I wait as he peruses my breasts slowly, leisurely. He obviously likes what he sees, his eyes darkening.
Silence stretches. He doesn’t say anything, doesn’t tell me my breasts are better.
“Well?” I demand.
Rob blinks once, twice. “What?”
“Are they the best you’ve seen today?”
“They’re the best I’ve seen in my lifetime.” He leans forward and inhales deeply, his nostrils flaring. “They’re even better than I envisioned.”
He has envisioned my breasts. Joy unfurls inside me. “Then I’m qualified for this job.” I cover myself up again.
He shakes his head, appearing dazed. “There are other qualifications. This is an assistant position. You’re a project manager.”
“It’s a tempo
rary position which makes it a project.” My goal for this project is to keep Mrs. Bellows employed. “And don’t give me that ‘you’re overqualified’ bullshit.” I pace back and forth. “I finished my last project at the end of the month and have been sitting on my thumbs since then.”
“I know.”
“If I choose to take this position, that’s my business, not yours. I can do the job. That’s all you should be concerned about.”
His lips twitch. “You do realize the job is to help me.”
“It’s to help Mrs. Bellows.”
“She helps me. I’m your executive. I expect you to respect me.”
“In public.” I roll my eyes. “Have I ever disrespected you in front of other people?”
Rob opens his mouth, hesitates, then closes it again.
“Exactly, jackass. I haven’t.”
“Your language--”
“Again, have I ever cursed in public?” I shoot down this next excuse not to hire me. “Have I ever once told you to fuck off while other people could hear me, no matter how badly you deserved it?”
His forehead furrows.
“I’m a professional, Rob, and I’ll be yours to command.” I wave my hands. “During office hours, I’ll do anything you want—oral, anal, hell, I’ll let you fuck my hair if that’s your kink.”
My hair, currently confined in the usual chignon, is thick and long. It’s a vanity of mine, one of my best features, and past fuckbuddies have been fascinated with it.
Rob’s gaze lifts to the tendrils. “How would that work?”
“You wrap the strands around your cock and jack off.” I stop my pacing, turn and face him. “I’m the best Goddamn candidate for this job. You know this.”
He meets my gaze squarely. “That’s yet to be determined, Kirsten.”
“Right.” My lips twist. I’d forgotten about the next part of his interview process, part of me hoping the rumors were wrong, that he doesn’t truly want an office plaything. “You expect a blowjob.”
He reels back as though struck. “What?”
“You ask all of the candidates you’re seriously considering to give you a blowjob, to test their skills, make certain they can satisfy you sexually.”
“Let me guess—everyone knows this also.” Rob’s tone is dry.
“Yep.”
I wait and wait and wait for his response.
“Well?” I prompt. “Am I being seriously considered?’
Rob gazes at me. I gaze back at him. Emotion flows between us—want and need and something more, something that has always colored our interactions.
“You’re clever and resourceful.” His voice warms with admiration. “You wouldn’t do anything you didn’t want to do.”
I don’t like his implication. He thinks I want to give him this blowjob. “I’m doing this to protect Mrs. Bellows. That’s the only reason.”
“Hmmm…” This is the sound he makes when he thinks I’m full of shit.
“I am,” I insist.
Rob’s lips curl upward. “Then show me you’re the best candidate for the job.” He pushes his chair back. “Come here and suck me off.”
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