Page 29 of The Executive Assistant

The next thing I knew, he was on top of me. He shoved his sweatpants and briefs down, freeing his gorgeous cock, before reaching over to grab a condom out of the drawer of his nightstand.

I released a shaky exhale, my anticipation rising as he rolled the condom on before pulling my thighs around his hips. The moment his cock glided through my folds and over my clit, I moaned needily. He was hot and thick and hard, and I was going to explode if he didn’t fuck me in the next ten seconds.

Cameron grabbed the base of his cock and pressed the head of it against my entrance. As he slowly pushed inside of me, his face was overtaken by pleasure as I took him inch by inch.

My breathing faltered as I adjusted to the size of him, but bliss quickly overtook the slight discomfort of thestretch. Once he was fully sheathed inside of me, I felt my body pulse around him. “I can’t believe this is finally happening,” I blurted out.

Cameron smiled as he ran his hands up and down my thighs, caressing my bare skin to help me relax. “Finally? I would’ve fucked you any time you asked.”

I shook my head instinctively, because that was ridiculous.

“I would’ve,” he insisted. “From the very first moment I saw you, at that interview.”

I stared, speechless.

“I would’ve bent you over the table and railed you. Your hair was in a ponytail, remember? I would’ve gripped it while I made your legs shake.”

I opened my mouth to respond, but before I could, he started thrusting in and out of me, making me lose my breath.

“You’re so wet for me,” he groaned, watching his cock disappear inside of me over and over. He began to thrust even deeper and harder.

I couldn’t help my moaning as I tilted my head back, enjoying every second. There was no way that I was going to last long. I was still sensitive from my first orgasm, so it wouldn’t take much for him to throw me over the edge again.

Cameron’s eyes darkened, pure desire filling them. He leaned over me, planting one hand next to my head andpushing my legs back toward me.

It was a good thing I was flexible because he folded me, pressing my thighs against my chest as he pounded into me. I didn’t even care about my muscles slightly burning, not when the pleasure was so intense.

Cameron pushed his free hand into my hair, curling his fingers around the long strands and pulling me into a deep kiss. He didn’t slow his pace, fucking me into his mattress without hesitation, and I let him. I surrendered to him, trusting him to take control. Every move that he made was the right one, nudging me closer and closer to my second orgasm.

“So good,” I whimpered into our kiss.

Cameron kissed along my jaw and into the crevice between my neck and shoulder. “You feel incredible. Do you want to come again?”

I nodded fervently, already feeling that familiar tension low in my stomach.

Cameron grinned, but there was deviousness in his smile. “I asked you a question. I want you to tell me your answer. Use your pretty voice.”

If anyone else bossed me around like he did in the bedroom, I would’ve slapped them across the face. But when it was Cameron, I could’ve listened to him talk forever. “I want to come again. Please, make me come again.”

Cameron released my hair, his hand gliding down mybody. His fingertips trailed down my throat and collarbone before squeezing my breast, making my back arch. “That’s exactly what I want you to do. I want you to come all over my cock.”

My stomach flipped and tensed. I was going to lose control.

Cameron reached between my thighs and rubbed his fingertips against my clit, making me toss my head back with a moan. “There you go. Come on, baby.”

I barely had a chance to register the pet name before my body was convulsing, and I cried out, giving into him. After the initial big wave of ecstasy, I was reduced to trembles and shaky breaths. My nails pressed into his back as he leaned down, crashing his lips against mine just as he finished with a groan.

I whimpered in tired bliss as his cock pulsed inside of me, a blanket of warmth settling over me as our kiss became more tender.

Cameron pressed his forehead against mine, only pulling away from our kiss so that he could catch his breath. “I really can’t get enough of you,” he whispered.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

As Cameron discarded the condom and cleaned up, I remained lying in his bed, too tired to even sit up. When he returned and pulled me against his chest with his arms wrapped around me, it was even more difficult to convince myself to leave.

Comfortable silence settled in the room as my eyes swept around, taking in a few details that I liked. A framed picture of Cameron and his family. Several business and fiction books on his bookshelf. His work outfit for Monday already hanging up on his wardrobe door.

I knew a little bit about him from the small talk we’d exchanged over the years, but there were still so many details I didn’t know. So much could be found out about someone from what was in their home, and this was the first time that I had ever been here.

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