Beautiful Mistakes: Contemporary Romance Boxset Books 1-4

by Victoria Snow

  I walked over to her, standing close but not touching. “Has a man ever eaten you, Leah?”

  “No.” Her word came out on a gasp and I could see the quickening of her pulse in her neck.

  “Widen your legs.”

  She spread her knees apart.

  “Fuck, you’re already wet.”

  “I wasn’t wearing underwear during the photos.”

  My gaze jerked to her. “This is from Niall?” No fucking way was I going to touch her if her arousal was from another man.

  She shook her head. “No, it was from the way you looked at me when you saw my photo shoot. I might be inexperienced, Sebastian, but I can tell when a man is interested in me.”

  I stared into her large blue eyes seeking the truth.

  “I’m naked on your desk, how much more proof do you need?”

  Her lush body was pink with desire. Her pussy was damp from her own arousal. The scent of it filled my senses until I was nearly drunk with it.

  I dropped to my knees, and for the first time, I touched her, pushing her thighs apart. They were so soft and creamy, I felt like I was in a dream. A wet dream, as my dick oozed with desire.

  I looked up into her eyes. They were excited, eager, and a little nervous. “You tell me to stop if you don’t like it.” I was a bastard for doing this, but there was no way I would make her uncomfortable.

  “I won’t know if I don’t like if you don’t start.”

  Fuck, this woman drove me mad. I turned my attention to her pussy. It was trimmed, showing off soft pussy lips. Her clit was already fully red and aroused.

  I pushed everything away… Henry, Niall, my board… and focused on what was in front of me; a sweet ripe pussy.

  I leaned closer, inhaling the scent of Leah and sex. I wanted all that wetness on my dick, but that was one step I was still adamant I wouldn’t take. Instead, I stuck out my tongue and ran it from her opening to her clit, and holy fuck did she taste sweet.

  “Oh god.” Her pussy clenched, and she threw her head back.

  “More?”

  “Yes please, Sebastian. Make me come. Make me come on your mouth.”

  I did it again, this time swirling my tongue inside her before sliding it up to flick her clit. Her hips writhed and her fingers gripped my head.

  “More, more, more…” she chanted.

  I used my fingers to spread her pussy lips open and then thrust my tongue inside her.

  “Oh… so good… God…”

  As my tongue fucked her, I used my nose to press on her clit, and she started to make keening noises. Valerie had always been responsive and loud during sex, but there was something about Leah that made me feel even more powerful and in control. With Valerie, it was like we were in a porn movie, but Leah, I knew without a doubt that every response was real and authentic. She had yielded her power to me, trusted me to give her pleasure, and in return, she was showing me exactly how I made her feel.

  Her pussy squeezed and contracted on my tongue.

  “Oh God, I’m going to come…”

  I withdrew my tongue, but before she could protest, I sucked her clit into my mouth hard. She screamed my name, and her entire body convulsed as a powerful orgasm slammed into her. I wished I could watch her face as I had yesterday, but instead, I continued to suck on her clit until her body stopped moving and she was left whimpering.

  I stood and wanted more than anything to free my cock and slam it up to her tight pussy It seemed like at this point, it would hardly matter. I’d already crossed the line. But I couldn’t bring myself to take that step. I could show her pleasure, but the man who took her virginity should be one that could offer her more than that.

  “Oh my God.” She lay back and draped her arm over her face.

  “You okay?” I watched her, trying to ignore my throbbing dick.

  She moved her hand and opened her eyes. She had the sweetest most satisfied smile on her face. “I’m so okay. That was… God my pussy is still humming.”

  I stared down at her, wondering how this naïve, innocent woman could make me feel like a real man with such a statement.

  She sat up. “What about you?”

  I waved my hands. “This isn’t about me.”

  “I’m pretty sure sex is a two-way street. I have to learn how to please a man too.”

  “It’s pretty straight forward.” I made the universal motion of jerking off.

  “Seriously, Sebastian? You’re going to wimp out again?”

  I wasn’t a wimp. “I’m trying to do what’s right.”

  She shook her head. “No, you’re not. What’s right would be to let me give you pleasure like you gave me. I want to.”

  Before I could move out of her way, she’d gripped my belt and started undoing it. Once her hands were there, I didn’t have enough willpower to stop her. Turned out I was a wimp.

  My dick sprang free, and she drew her hand along the length. Her touch was electric.

  She looked up at me with those lovely blue eyes. “Tell me what you like.”

  Where to even start. “What do you want to do with it?”

  She attempted to wrap her small hand around my dick and stroke. It was like I’d never had my dick jacked, it felt that good.

  I put my hands over hers, squeezing. “Tighter.”

  She did as I asked, her hand sliding up and down my shaft. “It’s magnificent. So hard and smooth.”

  I thrust my hips forward, slowly fucking her hand trying to slow things down so it could last. Since I was going to hell, I might as well enjoy myself along the way.

  She leaned forward, kissing my tip.

  “Fuck, Leah.” I threaded my fingers through her cap of soft blonde hair wanting to hold her head so I could fuck her lips.

  “Show me how to blow you, Sebastian.”

  I groaned, as all my fantasies were coming true. “Get on your knees.”

  She slid from the desk on to her knees as she had yesterday. With her hand still jacking my dick, she looked up at me, her eyes wide and eager. I couldn’t remember ever feeling so much anticipation for a sexual act as I was feeling in that moment.

  “Kiss the tip.”

  Her lips wrapped around the tip as she kissed it and the image nearly blew my brain to see my cock in her sweet pink lips.

  “Now slide the tip in and out of your mouth.” My hand gripped her head, wanting to control her, but somehow I resisted and let her take the lead.

  Her lips sucked in my tip and then let it slide out.

  “Ahhhhh fuck… Yes, Leah…”

  She did it again, with each stroke she took my cock a little deeper. It was so fucking hot to see my dick filling her mouth. Her lips stretched around my girth. It was better than any sexual fantasy I’d ever been able to concoct.

  I was stunned when my dick hit the back of her throat. Only half of him was in her mouth, and as if she knew what she was doing, she used both hands around the rest of my cock. Slowly I moved my hips, fucking her hands and mouth, with each stroke, fire flamed higher and hotter. It was growing difficult not to let loose and fuck her mouth hard to release the growing tension.

  She released me from her mouth and used both hands to slide up and down my cock. “You’re still growing.”

  “Don’t stop, Leah. Tighter… faster… oh fuck yeah, like that.”

  She popped me back in her mouth, squeezing her lips around my tip, creating extra friction around the rim, just like I liked. Her hands continued to jack me, and sensations began to spiral and coil tighter and tighter until I thought I might explode.

  “Fuck Leah, I’m going to come.” I tried to move back, ready to release on her fantastic tits. But she gripped me harder, moved faster, her hot tongue now adding additional sensation to the rim of my cock.

  “Shit oh shit…” I tried again to move away, not sure if she wanted a mouth full of cum, but then she took one hand and cupped my balls, and stars blasted behind my eyes.

  “Ahhhhhhhh….. fuuuuucccck… I’m coming.
” I shot a load into that sweet innocent mouth. She still didn’t release me, and instead tightened her grip, fucked my cock faster, forcing another load to fill her mouth. My cum oozed from her lips, but she never let go. Her hands and mouth making slurping sounds as she wrung every last drop of cum from me.

  Finally, she released me from her mouth, but she continued to gently stroke my dick as he slowly deflated.

  “Jesus, fucking Christ…” How many blow jobs had I had in the course of my life? How had this woman, who didn’t know the first thing about pleasing a man, completely rocked my senses?

  She looked up from where she still held my cock. “I love how you taste.”

  Ah fuck, she was going to make me hard again. “What is it about you, Leah?”

  She shrugged, as she licked my tip, making my cock twitch again. “Innocence mixed with sexiness?”

  I nodded, accepting that answer even though I’m not sure that was it. Yes, there was something appealing about Leah’s combined innocence and sexual appeal, but there was something else, and I couldn’t put my finger on it. I only knew that it made my chest feel strange.

  It must have been guilt because I was looking down on my intern, with my cum on her lips, and wondering what Henry would do if he found out. He’d disown our friendship for sure. What I’d hate most was the disappointment, and the feeling of betrayal he’d feel. He deserved more than that from me. Hell, Leah deserved more than her boss going down on her. I was such an asshole.

  I moved away from her before my cock got other ideas. “We should clean up.”

  I saw disappointment in her eyes, but she nodded, gathered her clothes and headed into the bathroom. I used a tissue to clean my dick and zip up.

  I walked to the window and looked out over Manhattan, wondering what the fuck was wrong with me. I was better than this. Sure, she was smart, sexy, woman, so it wasn’t so odd I’d be drawn to her. But why the hell was she willing to get naked for me? Why did she want me to deflower her when she could have a man closer to her age? Not Niall, because he had a reputation as a player. But a man who would give her more than just an orgasm. A man who’d care for her, love her. That’s what a woman like Leah should have for her first time.

  “I guess I’ll go back to marketing.”

  I turned, and my heart ached as I saw her looking so young and pretty looking up at me. “Keep your clothes on.”

  She smiled, and I felt like I’d been hit by a two-by-four.

  “You’re the boss.”

  Her words were a reminder at how dangerous my actions were to my future. I felt like I should tell her that this couldn’t keep happening, but I saw in her eyes that she knew. She turned and headed out of my office. I felt relieved, and somewhat disappointed.

  8

  Leah

  The way Sebastian touched me was electric. The power I felt at sucking his dick and making him come was intoxicating. I wanted to do it over and over, but I could see his regret once finished. It hurt that he’d regret it, and yet, I knew his libido was fighting with his conscious. So far, I was winning. I didn’t like that he felt tormented about it and wished I could make him see that what we were doing wasn’t wrong.

  I’d been thrilled when I realized he was jealous at Niall’s attention. Deep down Sebastian wanted me. I held onto the thought as I left him wallowing in guilt and went back to work.

  The next day I was back at class and working on my thesis, giving us both a day to reflect. On my end, I was more committed than ever to having him fuck me, even though I was uncertain he’d fit. He was so thick and long when I first took him in mouth, and then to feel him grow as I sucked him off thrilled me and yet, when I tried to imagine it inside my body, it was a little scary. Would he fit? Would it hurt?

  I’d heard the first time could hurt, and I was prepared. But with a man his size, would it always hurt? I was so desperate to find out.

  On Friday, I did my work with Niall and while we flirted, he didn’t ask me to model and instead we stuck to analyzing data and planning future online media campaigns.

  “You going to the party tonight?” Niall asked me as we cleaned up for the day. Sensual Delights was celebrating ten years in business. I think Sebastian wouldn’t have minded letting the day pass without any fanfare. I suspected it was because his wife wasn’t there to share it with him. But his staff felt it was an important milestone. When Sebastian asked my father about it, my father concurred and suggested that if he didn’t want a big gala, he could at least have some sort of recognition at work. Sebastian compromised with an office party this evening. He let all staff and interns go home early to prepare, it was still afternoon when we headed out.

  “I am.”

  “I’ll see you there then, if your dance card isn’t full.”

  I nodded. “I’ll check the list.”

  At home, I went through my closet to figure out what to wear. I had decided on a safe black number since I was an intern and it didn’t seem appropriate to dress to kill. But after my encounters with Sebastian in his office, I decided it was time to go all the way, and that meant dressing to ensure he couldn’t resist me.

  The trick to dressing sexy was to be alluring without being obvious. I didn’t want to look like a skank. I choose a pastel blue lacy dress that hugged my curves without looking painted on. It was sleeveless showing off my shoulders and the V in front dipped deep enough between my breasts to tantalize without being obscene. The dress hit mid-thigh, so not too short, yet, short enough to be alluring.

  I checked myself in the mirror. “Light blue and lacy for innocent, lots of skin for sexy,” I told myself.

  After styling my short hair into large curls that made me feel like a 1930s movie star and after putting on makeup I went to see my father.

  “You coming to Sebastian’s party?” I asked him as he sat in his home office. The guy really needed to get out more.

  “Nah. He’s doing this for his people, not because he has any real pride in his accomplishment. I’ll be seeing him tomorrow to play golf. You have fun though.”

  “I will.” I kissed his temple.

  When I got to the office, many people will already there, looking fancy and carefree now that it was a party and not work.

  “Hey Leah, looking good.” Niall approached me and handed me a glass of champagne.

  “Thank you. You clean up well too.”

  “Not much into suits, but the chicks like it, right?” He looked down at his dark suit. He was right, women liked a man dressed in a suit, if it was the right man. Niall looked a bit uncomfortable, which took away from the appeal. From across the room, I saw Sebastian, who stood tall, proud, and so sexy. He knew how to wear a suit.

  His gaze raked over my body, and when they reached my face, I smiled and held up my champagne glass to say hello. He nodded and turned away.

  I’d seen the appreciation and desire in his eyes, so it was so maddening that he’d deny his interest. That he’d try to avoid the inevitable.

  But the night was early, so I continued to chat with Niall and even danced with him. The champagne flowed, but each time I caught sight of Sebastian, he had a glass of something more potent looking. Scotch maybe. Each time he saw me, his eyes looked more glassy, and yet the fire was still there.

  “How about another dance?” Niall asked me.

  “Sure.”

  He took me to the area where people were dancing to some quick paced pop song. But as we got to the dance floor, the song ended and a slow one began.

  He held up his arms as if to ask if I wanted a slow song. I nodded and stepped close to his body knowing it would drive Sebastian crazy. I wasn’t proud to behave in such a petty, manipulative manner, but I was desperate to make Sebastian give into his desire for me.

  Niall and I swayed to the music. As the song went on, his hand moved lower and lower until it was nearly on my butt. I could feel the start of an erection and while I tried to pull away so as not to give Niall the wrong idea, he whispered in my ear, “Want
to go find a quiet place?”

  “Leah, can I see you for a moment?” Sebastian’s voice surprised Niall who quickly backed away.

  “Now? I’m dancing with Niall.”

  Heat flashed in Sebastian’s eyes. I thought he’d say something, but then it appeared like he was going to change his mind and leave me with Niall.

  “Fine.” I turned to Niall. “See you later?”

  He nodded, but looked apprehensively at Sebastian.

  Sebastian held his arm out, motioning me to precede him. “My office.”

  The party was on the same floor as his office, but at the other side of the building. It was a long walk, and I felt a little like I was at school heading to the principal’s office.

  Once at his office, he shut the door, and I swore I heard the lock. A thrill ran through my pussy.

  “You’re so determined to lose your virginity you’re going to let that little prick fuck you?”

  Like the other day, his features appeared angry, but I saw the jealousy and desire and it made me feel sexy and powerful.

  “Why do you care so much who I let take my virginity? You were clear that it wasn’t going to be you.”

  He stepped closer to me, towering above me, not in a menacing way, but like he needed to be close. “If you want to lose your virginity, you should let a real man show you.”

  “Yeah well the only real man I know is too cowardly to help me.” I shot back.

  White hot fire flashed in his eyes. Then in an instant, he’d lifted my dress up to my waist and sat me on his desk. He fumbled with his pants shoving them down. He pulled out a condom, his eyes dark and intense as he watched me watch him slip it.

  Then he grabbed my hips pulling them to the edge of desk. He used his fingers to move my panty panel out of the way and then he slammed that monster cock inside me. I felt a piercing pain that had me crying out, and then fire scorch my insides that had me whimpering. Holy God, he was in me. Despite the pain, it excited me.

  And then I was empty. I looked up at him as he backed away, sliding his hands through his hair.

  “Jesus Leah… I’m sorry. Fuck.” He turned away.