Page 38 of The Executive Assistant

Cameron groaned and ran his fingers through my hair, pulling the strands back from my face as he watched me bob my head. “That’s good. You suck my cock so well.”

I breathed in deeply through my nose, pushing my limits with more ease and comfort now. The more inches I took in, the more my eyes teared up, but neither of us minded. He definitely didn’t.

“You’re so beautiful. All teary-eyed. Lips around my cock,” Cameron murmured as he brushed his thumb along my flushed cheek.

My stomach twisted with desire as I sped up, feeling his cock harden even more as I edged him closer to orgasm.

“Not yet,” Cameron said as he pulled away from me, leaning down to kiss my forehead. “I want to be inside of you when I come.”

I nodded with eagerness and grabbed a condom for him from my bedside table before returning to the bed. Instead of him crawling over me, he dropped down onto his back and pulled me on top of him, coaxing me to straddle his waist.

My heart raced as I ground against his cock, moaningsoftly when my clit grazed the tip. Even that little bit of friction felt like ecstasy, and things were only going to get better. I lifted up on my knees and lined his cock up with my soaking wet entrance before slowly sinking down on his hard length.

“Oh…” I breathed, as I fully took him inside of me. I had to take a moment to get used to the tight fit all over again.

Cameron ran his hands over me, squeezing my thighs and my hips. “Incredible.”

I placed my hands on his chest, steadying myself as I rose my hips and then sank back down on him. I repeated the motion over and over, dropping down faster and harder each time until I bounced on his lap just like he wanted me to.

“Fuck,” Cameron groaned as he watched me ride him. He dragged a hand through his hair, his body tensing.

I watched his reactions, getting more and more turned on just by the sight of him. Pleasing him felt as good to me as pleasing me felt to him. He was nowhere near the selfish lover that I predicted Russell to be.

I rocked my hips back and forth, changing the angle and hitting a spot inside of me that almost made me double over with pleasure. My legs weakened, my strength fading into bliss, but I kept moving. We were both so close.

Cameron grabbed my hips, helping me move on top of him. His breathing started turning more into heavy pants and grunts. “Come here.”

I felt his hand on the back of my neck, dragging me down for a deep kiss. I cupped his cheek, my heart fluttering as our kiss became more passionate.

Cameron let go of my hips and caressed my back, holding me close like he never wanted to let go of me. He kissed his way along my jaw toward my ear, his hips lifting to thrust into me as I sank down on him. “Can’t get enough,” he murmured.

I couldn’t respond — I was too overcome by pleasure and breathlessness. Just as I tried to form a response, he lifted his hips, adjusting the angle enough for his cock to hit that one spot over and over.

I broke the kiss, unable to stop myself from crying out as I came, clenching around his cock and leading him to orgasm too with a few more deep thrusts. He grabbed my waist with his free hand, stilling me as his cock settled inside of me. He breathed in deeply, his eyes shifting to mine. We held each other’s gazes for a few moments before he pulled me down for a sweet, slow kiss.

My heart hammered in my chest as our lips brushed and moved in perfect rhythm. I hadn’t ever been kissed so passionately before, and I could’ve kissed him like that forever if we didn’t need to breathe to survive.

“That was amazing,” I told him as I trailed my fingers along his jaw, enjoying the light scrape of his stubble.

He smiled and stroked my hair. “You know you’re incredible, don’t you?”

Because of work, I was used to getting attention and praise. It all meant a lot to me because I worked so hard to do the things they praised me for. But this was different. I couldn’t believe I had him, in my bed, telling me I was incredible.

To my own shock, I felt a burning sensation in my eyes.

No.I wasn’t a crier.

“What’s wrong?” Cameron asked, brow furrowing.

“Nothing.”

He gave me a pointed look. “I’ve been around you enough to know when something is on your mind.”

I took a deep breath. “I’m just really enjoying this,” I told him.

His face softened. “Me too.”

I lowered my forehead to his, closing my eyes and basking in how good it felt to be so close to him. I pushed him away for so long, denying myself of the happiness that I didn’t even expect to feel.

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