Page 43 of The Billionaire's Assistant

It took me a moment to truly comprehend what he was asking, then I wasn’t sure how to make my body cooperate. He took hold of my hips and helped me flip over. When I looked up into his eyes, I knew he was seeing so much. Too much. That was why I’d never done this. “Miles?”

“I got you, baby. I want you to stay right there. I’m going to grab the lube, and then I’m going to fuck you.”

“Please.” I wanted him so badly. Even though I’d just come hard enough to see stars, I needed more. I needed as much as I could get from him right now, because I knew this could never last.

I glanced around the room, trying to remind my eyes how to focus. Everything in there looking shockingly expensive. It wasn’t flashy, nothing was branded, but I bet the vase on the table by the window cost more than all the furnishings in my apartment. I didn’t belong there, except somehow, I did. I belonged in bed with Miles, wrapped around him, kissing him, fucking him.

He stepped out of the bathroom already slicking up his cock. I realized he wasn’t wearing a condom. He would put one on if I asked, I was sure of that, but I wanted him like this, bare, raw. I opened my legs so he could settle between them. He took hold of my inner thighs and doubled them up over my chest.

“Don’t worry. I’m going to go slowly with you. Are you ready?”

I nodded frantically. I was so ready to know what it felt like to have him inside me. If it felt better than his tongue, I might lose my mind.

“Keep your legs like that. I want to watch as my dick slides in.”

“Fuck. Why is that so hot?”

“Because nothing could be hotter than seeing you stretched around me. I want to see you open for me, like you’ve never been before. I want to watch as your hole lets me in all the way.”

“Please.” I’d never beg a man like this. I’d hardly ever talked during the quick hand jobs or blow jobs I’d gotten before. It had just been about getting off, about getting that quick rush of sensation, but this…this was all consuming. Soul shattering.

I took hold of my thighs as Miles guided his dick to my hole.

I tensed, waiting, knowing it would probably hurt like hell, but I would take it. I wanted it. Eventually it would get good. That’s what everyone’s said, at least. And this? This was Miles, not just anyone.

“Relax.” He ordered.

“I…I don’t think I can.”

“Remember how it felt when my tongue was inside you?” He slid his hand up and down my chest. “Remember how loose and open you were. That’s what I need now. Breathe for me, baby.”

I took a deep breath, as he toyed with my cock. It was already hardening again.

“That’s it. Now exhale.”

I did, slowly letting out all the air.

“Perfect. Do it again.” My cock was harder now, and he was starting to stroke it.

I inhaled deeply, and when I exhaled, he pushed forward. I gasped as his cock moved into me, pressing past the resistant muscle.

“That’s it. Yes. Push out against me.”

I did what he said as he shoved himself further in, making me whimper.

“Too much. It burns.”

“It’s okay, baby. It’s going to get better. You’re going to take my whole dick. I’m going to ride you and make you feel so good.”

I whimpered again as he pressed in further, but when he tried to pull out, I wrapped my legs around him. “No, I need it. I want you. I don’t care if it hurts.”

“We’re going to go slow and easy until you’re used to it, then I’m going to fuck you as hard as I want.”

“Please. Do that. I want it all.”

“I know, baby.” He leaned over and kissed me as he pushed deeper, drawing my gasp into his mouth.

I let go of my death grip on my pillow and wrapped my arms around his neck, sliding my fingers into his hair. He growled and drove in. I cried out against him as he kissed and licked my neck. I didn’t know if I wanted him to stop or if I wanted more. I just wanted him, wanted to be surrounded by him.

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