Page 22 of The Billionaire's Assistant

“I’ll try.”

“I think you’ll do better than that. I think you’ll do whatever I say.”

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BEN

Why had I ever promised him I’d do anything he asked? I would let him seduce me. I wanted him to be the first man to fuck me. I longed to be able to do anything he asked in bed, but there was no way in hell I was going to be able to hold back for long. The very idea of my dick in Miles Montgomery’s mouth was too much.

How could any of this be real? Maybe it was a dream. I hadn’t had a wet dream in ages, but maybe tonight was the night. Maybe I’d wake up with the sheets damp from my cum, or maybe….

Miles’s hand wrapped around my cock, and I couldn’t think anymore. All I could do was look down and watch as he stroked me. “Miles?”

“Yes, baby.” Fuck that was even sexier than when he used my full name.

“I don’t know if I can. Just your hand is enough to—”

He squeezed hard at the base. “Breathe.”

“Can’t.”

“You can. You can do anything, and right now what you’re going to do is not come until I’m ready for you to. I want to explore you. I want to touch and taste you everywhere.”

He kept the base of my cock in a tight grip, holding me back, but he slid his other hand into my pants. I shuddered when he fondled my balls, tugging gently on them, then pressing further back, fingers stroking my taint and then my hole.

I tensed, ready for him to push inside me, but he didn’t. He pulled his hand from my pants and smiled up at me. When he let go of my cock, I sucked in a breath, still not at all sure I could do what he asked.

“Let’s get these pants all the way off. I need better access to you.”

I glanced at the windows. They were wide open, and anyone could see in.

Miles just grinned. “If anyone can see us way up here. Let them enjoy the show. You’re fucking gorgeous. It would make their day.”

“You…you’re…too much.”

“Do you like it?”

I nodded.

“You’ll like this more.” He swiped his tongue over the tip of my cock, and I gasped. He laughed, his warm breath rushing over me.

“Please.”

“Tell me what you want.”

Even if I wasn’t embarrassed as hell, I wasn’t sure I was physically capable of speech.

“Benjamin, talk to me.”

“I…it’s so good.”

He moved back, and I whimpered, reaching for him. “Don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere; I just need to get you undressed. Step out of your shoes.”

It took me a moment to remember how to do that. I toed off my shoes as Miles pushed my pants to the floor. When I stepped out of the puddle of fabric, he pushed them aside with my shoes.

“Better,” he murmured as he nuzzled my balls. My cock jumped at the sight. I wasn’t at all sure I was going to survive this.

He kissed the edge of my groin, then my hip bones, then finally he took my cock in his mouth. I gripped the desk so tightly I knew my fingers would ache tomorrow.

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