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Authors: Kate Richards
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took a nipple in his mouth, nibbling at the ripe peak while his fingers played in her wetness. She cried out and arched her back in orgasm and he gave her a moment, held tight in his embrace, kissing her before leaning away to tear open a foil package and sheathe his cock.
He knelt between her legs, then paused and pulled a cushion from the corner of the couch and lifting her hips, tucked it under her buttocks. “So open to me.”
“Always.” Her serious expression stole any part of him he’d ever held back. Mona was his, but…he belonged to her—if she would accept him.
“I love you,” he said and thrust inside her heat, the sweet cream of her desire making his size not an issue.
“Oh, God!”
“No,” he said, “sir is enough.”
She laughed and clenched her internal muscles around his him, panting and arching her back. “I love you, too. Fuck me…sir.”
“As you desire, Miss Mona.” He pushed deep then pulled almost all the way out, fighting to keep it slow, the satin fire surrounding him making it nearly impossible to hold back, but wanting to give her pleasure as well. To see to her needs. All of them. Love and lust warred, tenderness and passion, as he stroked into her over and over, deep and strong, giving her everything he had. Just as he thought the boiling fire in his balls wouldn’t hold back another second, she screamed and tightened around him, and he shot his cum into her heat, pumping again and again. When his legs went limp, he collapsed to the side, taking her with him, still in her enveloping warmth, wanting to be there forever.
He pulled the clip out of her hair, stroked the strands, silk and satin against his palm, and pressed kisses all over her face. Her eyes drifted close then popped open and she bit her lip.
“Where do we go from here?”
He tipped her chin up to meet his gaze. “Well, you said you were mine. Did you mean just for today?”
“No.”
“Then let me worry about that. It’s my job.”
She snuggled against him, his cock beginning to harden again in her warmth. “Works for me…sir.”
“And do you think you learned your lesson? Will you be on time for work now?”
A devilish smile told him she wouldn’t be…and that worked for him, too. He’d spent a long time worrying about what dating an employee might do to their business relationship. But she’d occupied his mind constantly, anyway.
“Sir?”
He folded her tighter into his arms and dropped a kiss on her silky hair. “Yes, Miss Mona?”
“I might be late tomorrow…”
He chuckled and dropped a hand to rub her backside. “Take it slow, I need you to be able to sit at your desk.”
“Of course, business first.”
He sobered. “No, Miss Mona, not anymore. I think I’m reorganizing my priorities.”
“But…”
“No, we’ll figure it out. But I’ve worked night and day for a very long time, denying myself what I wanted most. That’s over.”
“Kiss me…sir.”
About the Author
Kate Richards is a multi-published author who lives in sunny Southern California, dividing her time between the beaches of Los Angeles and the High Sierras. She loves the outdoors, biking, hiking, kayaking, swimming, and when she’s tired out from all that outdoor fun, curling up with a good book in front of a roaring fire.
A helpless romantic, she met her husband online over a decade ago and never ceases to be amazed that two people from 3,000 miles apart could find one another and make a happy life together. She loves to tell stories where the characters overcome great challenges to be together, because love, in the end, is worth it!
Kate loves to hear from her readers. She can be found at http://katerichards.wordpress.com or email her at [email protected] . Find her books at all your favorite online bookstores .
He knelt between her legs, then paused and pulled a cushion from the corner of the couch and lifting her hips, tucked it under her buttocks. “So open to me.”
“Always.” Her serious expression stole any part of him he’d ever held back. Mona was his, but…he belonged to her—if she would accept him.
“I love you,” he said and thrust inside her heat, the sweet cream of her desire making his size not an issue.
“Oh, God!”
“No,” he said, “sir is enough.”
She laughed and clenched her internal muscles around his him, panting and arching her back. “I love you, too. Fuck me…sir.”
“As you desire, Miss Mona.” He pushed deep then pulled almost all the way out, fighting to keep it slow, the satin fire surrounding him making it nearly impossible to hold back, but wanting to give her pleasure as well. To see to her needs. All of them. Love and lust warred, tenderness and passion, as he stroked into her over and over, deep and strong, giving her everything he had. Just as he thought the boiling fire in his balls wouldn’t hold back another second, she screamed and tightened around him, and he shot his cum into her heat, pumping again and again. When his legs went limp, he collapsed to the side, taking her with him, still in her enveloping warmth, wanting to be there forever.
He pulled the clip out of her hair, stroked the strands, silk and satin against his palm, and pressed kisses all over her face. Her eyes drifted close then popped open and she bit her lip.
“Where do we go from here?”
He tipped her chin up to meet his gaze. “Well, you said you were mine. Did you mean just for today?”
“No.”
“Then let me worry about that. It’s my job.”
She snuggled against him, his cock beginning to harden again in her warmth. “Works for me…sir.”
“And do you think you learned your lesson? Will you be on time for work now?”
A devilish smile told him she wouldn’t be…and that worked for him, too. He’d spent a long time worrying about what dating an employee might do to their business relationship. But she’d occupied his mind constantly, anyway.
“Sir?”
He folded her tighter into his arms and dropped a kiss on her silky hair. “Yes, Miss Mona?”
“I might be late tomorrow…”
He chuckled and dropped a hand to rub her backside. “Take it slow, I need you to be able to sit at your desk.”
“Of course, business first.”
He sobered. “No, Miss Mona, not anymore. I think I’m reorganizing my priorities.”
“But…”
“No, we’ll figure it out. But I’ve worked night and day for a very long time, denying myself what I wanted most. That’s over.”
“Kiss me…sir.”
About the Author
Kate Richards is a multi-published author who lives in sunny Southern California, dividing her time between the beaches of Los Angeles and the High Sierras. She loves the outdoors, biking, hiking, kayaking, swimming, and when she’s tired out from all that outdoor fun, curling up with a good book in front of a roaring fire.
A helpless romantic, she met her husband online over a decade ago and never ceases to be amazed that two people from 3,000 miles apart could find one another and make a happy life together. She loves to tell stories where the characters overcome great challenges to be together, because love, in the end, is worth it!
Kate loves to hear from her readers. She can be found at http://katerichards.wordpress.com or email her at [email protected] . Find her books at all your favorite online bookstores .
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