Now that she was here, my impatience has reached the boiling point, and I hurried her through signing another NDA I had prepared this afternoon and an agreement stating our mutual expectations.
“Let’s go,” I told her when all the formalities were finished. I was so turned on that I wanted to rush her straight to bed, my mind focused on reaching my place as soon as possible.
Carrying my briefcase in one hand, I stepped aside to let her exit my office first. I was right behind her as we passed next to my EA’s desk.
“Sir?” she asked, looking between Saylor and me with raised eyebrows. I could only imagine how surprised she was that I was leaving earlier than usual. I was always the one to stay until everyone was finished for the day.
“I’m off, Eve. See you tomorrow.”
She nodded, casting us a smile that said she knew exactly what was going on. “Have a nice evening.”
I couldn’t care less if she knew I was getting into the panties of one of my subordinates, but the blush on Saylor’s cheeks told me she felt the opposite. We reached the elevator, and she turned fidgety, looking everywhere but at me.
“Don’t worry about her. She won’t say a word to anyone. I’ll make sure of it.”
She twisted her hands together in front of her, gazing at the floor. “It’s not that.”
“Then what’s the problem?”
“Nothing,” she answered, entering the elevator without even looking at me.
And I realized. She was nervous because of what was happening between us. Maybe it was all going a bit too fast for her taste.
“So we’re going to your place, huh?” She was definitely nervous about it.
“Actually, let’s stop for drinks first. Okay? It’s not like we’re in a hurry or anything.” My cock would beg to disagree, but I didn’t want to pressure her into anything. I wanted her to get as much out of this arrangement as I would.
“That’s sounds great.”
We stopped at one of my favorite bars, my security always close behind us. Only after the first round of drinks, did she finally begin relaxing. Soon, one drink turned into two more before we went to dinner, visiting a seafood restaurant in the bay area. It turned out that both of us loved seafood, so coming here was a no-brainer.
“So how did you decide to start a company?” she asked me.
“It’s a bit complicated of a story. Are you sure you want to hear it?”
“I’m all ears.”
“My father abandoned the family when my brother, Alexei, and I were young. My mother worked herself to death to keep the family together. She died when I was fifteen.”
She paled, her hand rushing to cover her mouth. “Oh my God. I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay. It got easier in time. Anyway, after her death I worked my ass off to make something out of my life, so here I’m now.”
Of course, I couldn’t tell her the whole truth. That part of my life was something I would always hide from others.
“I can tell you that your hard work paid off. Your company is doing great.”
“Thanks. It definitely wasn’t easy, but it was exciting. It took years to get the ball rolling, but then, all of a sudden, we started getting bigger and bigger clients, and here we are today.”
I took a sip of my wine, enjoying this evening more than I’d thought I would. It turned out that Saylor is really good company, and I wanted to hear more about her.
“How about you? What made you decide to pursue your IT degree?”
“I was always a computer geek.”
A laugh barreled from my mouth. “You don’t say.”
“Yeah. But I also wanted to pursue the career of an IT technician because it brings good money. My family wasn’t quite poor, but the life circumstances made me appreciate comfort and stability all the more.”
“If you don’t mind me asking, what were your life circumstances?”
She sipped her wine, her eyes glazing as if she was thinking deeply about something.
“You already told me your story, so it’s only fair to share mine. My mother died when I was young.”
Shit. I couldn’t believe we had this in common. “Really? So both of us lost mothers at an early age.”
“Yes. That’s life I guess.” She shrugged her shoulders.
“I’m so sorry, Saylor.”
“Don’t worry about it. Just like you said, it got easier in time. Back then it wasn’t easy at all. Our father raised my sister and me, and even though he was a good provider, I had to be the responsible one and do most of the mothering. That’s why even today, I’m still protective of my sister, Kaelyn.”
I half-smiled at her. “You’re a good girl.”
Her lips curled up, her gaze set on something in the distance. “You can say that again. I was always that good girl who never did anything bad. A straight-A student, never smoking or drinking, not going to parties… I always followed the rules and was never impulsive. I hated growing up so quickly back then, wishing I could be a normal teenager, but now I wouldn’t have it any other way. It taught me a lot and helped me deal with life easier…” She stopped, all of a sudden looking anxious.
“What’s wrong?”
She bit into her lip. “Look, I don’t want to talk about those things, because they are too personal. I need to keep this casual if I’m going to do this.”
Fair enough. I was curious as to why she felt this way, but I didn’t want to press her for answers.
“That’s fine with me. So do you want us to go to my apartment now?”
“Yes.”
The trip to my place was like exercise in torture because she was so close to me, but we were driving in a car with my bodyguards, so we couldn’t have our privacy.
Both of us were breathing heavily, more than aware of each other in the silence that conveyed what was going to transpire in several minutes. My cock was pulsating almost painfully, and the images of naked Saylor on my bed gathered in my mind, taunting me.
The moment we entered my place and I closed the door behind us, we were at each other, our hands traveling across our bodies and exploring. I pushed her against the wall and ground myself against her, my hands never stopping their journey across her hot body.
“I need you badly, Saylor. You see what you’re doing to me?” I took her hand and placed it over my dick. Her fingers wrapped around my girth, and I groaned, thrusting my dick into her hand.
“Please, fuck me, Stone.”
Her words were my undoing, and I picked her up, her legs snaking around my waist as her lips met mine. I reached my bedroom in a few quick strides and placed her on my king sized bed, proceeding to take her clothes off. She couldn’t know that no one had made me feel this way except her. I couldn’t think of anything but having her.
She reached to unbutton my shirt, but I removed her hands. “No. Don’t touch me. For now, I’m the only one who’s going to do the touching. Understand? I want you to keep your hands at your sides at all times.”
She bit her lip, her eyes darkening with desire. “Yes.”
“Say ‘yes, sir’.”
“Yes, sir.”
I caressed her cheek, smiling at her. “Good girl. If you continue listening to me, I’ll let you come.”
She moaned in response, letting me take the rest of her clothes off. I wanted to do so much to her tonight, but we needed to go slow because she had never had someone dominate her. So vanilla sex it was.
I took my time studying her naked, trembling body. She was even more beautiful than how I imagined she would be, and I wanted to kiss and touch each inch of her. Her small, pink pussy was clean-shaven and puffy, seriously messing with my mind. I wanted to do all kinds of things to that pussy… But not until she begged me to.
With a smirk, I lowered myself and started kissing her neck, sliding my hands down her waist and hips. She fisted the sheets underneath her, moaning louder and louder.
My lips roamed across her silky skin, reaching her breasts, stomac
h, her thighs… I didn’t stop kissing her until she was begging me to touch her pussy. I fed on her shudders and breathy moans, her arousal increasing mine.
“Remember. Keep your hands at your sides. And don’t move,” I ordered her and buried my head into her pussy, eliciting a long and loud moan from her.
“Stone!” Her hips bucked, and I grabbed her ass cheek, squeezing it hard enough to give her a warning but not to hurt her.
“I told you not to move. If you move one more time, I won’t pleasure your pussy at all.”
She whimpered, but she agreed, fisting the sheets even more tightly now.
The perfect scent of her pussy greeted me again, her juices filling my mouth. She had no clue how good she tasted, and I could feel myself becoming addicted to it quickly. I latched onto her clit and tugged at it, sucking it at even intervals. Her breathing hitching, she began calling my name in a frenzy, her whole body tensed as I continued the sweet torture of her pussy.
Each time I would bring her closer to her orgasm, I would pull away, enjoying immensely to toy with her this way.
“Please, Stone. Please, please, please. Let me come. I’ll be your good girl. I’ll do anything you want. Just please. Let. Me. Come.”
Her pussy was so swollen right now that I was sure a few flicks of my tongue over her clit would do the trick. She made a wet mess out of my face, her juices covering my chin and mouth, which only made me want to thrust my cock into that soft, wet pussy of hers even more.
Finally deciding she had enough, I wrapped my lips around her clitoris and pulled hard three times, which set her orgasm off, and she screamed like she was drowning in ecstasy.
Her legs convulsed, her body thrashing against the sheets as the aftershocks hit her, and the sight captivated me. I’d never seen anything sexier than this in my whole life.
Unable to hold myself back any longer, I reached for the condom I kept in my nightstand, pulled my pants and boxers down in one swift move, and sheathed myself with a condom, burning with desire.
In an instant, I had her on my lap with her legs wrapped around my waist, my cock hitting her cervix at once.
“Stone!”
Ah, fuck! She was so tight!
“You have no idea how good you feel,” I said to her through my gritted teeth and started pounding into her, unable to keep it slow as I intended in the beginning.
“Yes! Ah, yes… That’s it… So good…”
She was unbelievably tight and wet, and I felt like I was in heaven. Each sharp thrust brought more overwhelming pleasure, and I felt like it could never be enough. Her warm pussy was gripping me like a fist, coating me with her overflowing juices, and for the first time after a long time, I had to slow down in order not to cum too soon.
“Saylor, baby, I think I’m already addicted to you.”
She giggled, but it ended on a moan when I hit her cervix. “Good. Because that makes two of us. Oh God…” Her nails dug into my shoulders, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. “I’m going to come. Again.”
“Not yet,” I barked out and pulled out of her, pushing her off me. A moment later, I had her on her knees, her perfect ass on full display for me. “You’re not allowed to come until I tell you so.”
“Yes.”
I squeezed her ass hard, sending her one more warning. “What did I say?”
“Yes, sir.”
Stroking her butt, I guided my dick to her entrance. I filled her at once and commenced a hard rhythm again, reaching for her breasts that were swinging with each meeting of our hips.
“How does this feel, huh?” I rammed into her, earning a scream from her. “Huh?”
“So good!”
“And this?” I grabbed her ass and raised her so that she wasn’t fully on her knees, which sent me even deeper into her, and it was the best feeling ever. I was so deep in her, and I wanted fucking more.
“Yes, it feels amazing. Please, don’t stop. I’m going to come if you keep going like that…”
“And what did I say about coming?”
“Oh, please…” She let out a series of high-pitched moans when I increased my tempo, taunting her on purpose. I brought her too close to her orgasm only to bring her back.
“Please!”
I grabbed her lush tit and tugged at her nipple, pulling out of her each time I brought her closer to her release, until I couldn’t take it anymore and had to cum.
“Baby! Fuck! You can come now.”
As soon as my words left my mouth, she climaxed, screaming my name. Her walls clamped down on me, doubling the pleasure I felt, and my vision went white, all my muscles turning rigid moments before I erupted in my own orgasm.
“Saylor!” I thrust into her one last time and stilled, pressing myself flush against her back as the sensations rocked my body.
Somehow, this felt different than anything I had experienced so far, and for a few minutes I was all speechless, wondering what it was about her that made me feel this way.
And as I spooned her and wound my arms around her, keeping her so close to me, I was sure the best was yet to come.
Chapter 5
Saylor
The next morning, I woke up with a start, finding Stone’s arm placed over my waist. I gazed into his sleeping face, enthralled by his beauty. I couldn’t resist tracing his jaw and cheek with my finger, remembering last night vividly.
All those things he made me feel were out of the ordinary, and I still had a hard time believing he actually made me orgasm. Oh God. Those orgasms… They were stronger than any orgasm I had before, and the fact that he was able to make me experience them with him left me dumbfounded.
So there wasn’t anything wrong with me. It turned out that I just hadn’t found the right guy for me.
Knowing that it was Stone who could make me feel this way, gave me a bittersweet feeling. He said he didn’t date. And all of this was just an arrangement. I should never forget that. This wasn’t real. Whatever we had now, no matter how good it was, it would end soon.
I slipped out of his embrace and bed and put on my clothes quickly, knowing I had to get out of here fast if I wanted to keep my heart intact. The more I stayed and thought about these things, the bigger was the danger that I would fall for him and…
No. There was no way. I wouldn’t fall for him. This was just for pleasure and nothing more. I should never forget that no matter how much pleasure he could give me, it was all transient.
I got out of his place before he woke, not leaving him any note, and went to my apartment. My body felt a bit sore, but it was the good kind of sore, and I was already ready for more.
I smiled to myself, entering my shower. I never felt this way with Seth. I remembered that I wasn’t in the mood for sex often, refusing his advances knowing how ordinary it was. I was letting him sleep with me more to please him than for my own pleasure. After months and months of the same pattern, I realized how wrong I was, unfair toward him and myself.
He noticed I wasn’t enthusiastic about sex as before. He confronted me about it and called me frigid, making it seem like it was all my fault. And for a long time, I actually believed him. I believed there was something wrong about me—something that made it impossible for me to enjoy sex.
Maybe I was a prude after all.
Or so I thought before I met Stone.
Now, as I soaped myself, I couldn’t stop thinking about those hands that got well acquainted with my whole body. My mound warmed at the memory, and I wanted to touch myself and come to the memories of his cock deep in me.
However, my phone rang before I could put that plan into action, and I quickly rinsed and toweled myself off before I stepped into my bedroom and saw a missed call from my sister.
I called her back, certain that my sister and niece needed something.
Just like I told Stone, I was protective of Kaelyn because she was too young when our mother died. I took care of her in the absence of our father, who was working two jobs and never home.
However, Kaelyn didn’t like being protected and shielded by me. Tired of me trying to watch out for her, she rebelled against me in her late teens and ended up pregnant. The asshole abandoned her, and she’d been raising Amelia, her sweet, sweet daughter on her own ever since. I had to hand it to her because she was hardworking and tenacious, moving forward in life despite all the obstacles.
“Hello, sis,” she said when she answered the call.
“Hey. Is everything okay? Do you need anything?”
She let out a chuckle. “Relax, sis, I’m just checking in. You’re always unnecessarily worrying about me, and it got old a long time ago. Don’t you get tired of it?”
I shook my head and went to my closet, thinking about what I could wear.
“Someone has to do it. And you know that old habits die hard.”
“With you, they never die.”
“Oh, pish posh!”
“So what’s new?”
I scratched my neck, choosing to wear a shirt that was a bit tighter than what I usually wore and a black pencil skirt. I went for a sexy combination, curious to see Stone’s reaction when he saw me.
Speaking of Stone, I couldn’t tell Kaelyn about him. How could I tell her that the CEO of the company I worked for offered me $1 million in exchange for a few weeks of rolling in the sheets? And all of that was sprinkled with a flavor of domination?
“Nothing much. I’m still getting used to my new job.”
“How are your new colleagues treating you?”
“They are great. I met some really nice people.” Stone’s image appeared in front of my eyes again, my heart picking up its pace. My life certainly took a complete one-eighty.
“They are okay, but I don’t see them that much, because I have my own office.”
“Wow. Nice. You didn’t tell me that.”
“Yeah, well, now you know. It’s nothing special, but it’s cozy. How about you? How is Amelia?”
Amelia was only five years old, and she was autistic. One of the reasons why I was so worried for Kaelyn even nowadays was that she was doing everything on her own. She didn’t accept our father’s or my help, providing for Amelia’s special care and therapist on her own.
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