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“Are you ready?” Nathan asked me as we pulled up to his private jet at the airport.
“Yeah.” I said, grabbing my purse and climbing out of the black limo.
The two of us headed for his private jet. I had to admit, I had been feeling pretty nervous as this was a big conference. Nathan was giving a presentation and I had stayed up super late to make sure everything was in perfect condition.
Nathan looked at me, his blue eyes were enough to make any girl’s knees tremble. But not mine, I had learned to control that within the first two weeks of working for him. I was his assistant, I couldn’t work for him and fantasize about him all the time.
“What?” I asked, but knew what he was looking at. I wasn’t exactly wearing work-appropriate attire. But I had overslept and had only had five minutes to throw on some clothes, and throw my hair into a messy bun.
He smiled. “Nothing. You look comfortable is all.”
“I am comfortable. Don’t worry, I plan on changing into appropriate attire at the hotel.” I said, still unsure if his comment was an insult or not. He was a hard one to judge.
We climbed onto the jet and sat down in our seats. I loved flying in the jet, it was so much more comfortable than flying on a commercial flight. Though, I still had never flown first class. When I started working as Nathan’s assistant at King Industries two years ago, he had already had his private jet.
“Champagne?” One of the stewardesses, Brittany, asked.
“Yes, thank you.” It wasn’t even noon yet and I was accepting a drink. I was fully aware of how that looked. But I needed something to calm my nerves. The champagne was crisp and the bubbles hit my nose as I sipped it.
Nathan always knew the best alcohol’s. Never settling for anything less than perfect.
Nathan raised his eyebrow at me and I shrugged. I buckled up as the pilot announced the weather and what time we should be landing in Vegas. I was excited. I hadn’t been to Las Vegas in a few years. The last time I went it was a drunken blur. I had gone with my best friend Courtney and our boyfriends at the time. Both of whom we found out was cheating, with each other, a month later. We still laugh about it to this day.
The plane took off a lot smoother than I had expected it to and I leaned my head back, closed my eyes, and allowed the champagne to do it’s thing. De-stress me.
“You look relaxed.” He mentioned.
I opened one eye up and looked at him.
“What’s that mean?”
“I’ve just never seen you like this before, is all.”
I couldn’t’ read what he was trying to say. Was he upset about what I was wearing? “I can change in the bathroom if you want?”
“No, no. It’s okay, Skylar really. I was just noting something is all.”
He was smiling at me. His gorgeous smile. Nathan was New York’s most eligible bachelor and I couldn’t deny how attractive he was. Hell, I had even had fantasies about the man before I got my job working for him. Landing this job was a dream come true and completely expected. But I quickly learned to keep everything to myself. Nothing was ever going to happen between us.
Five hours later, we landed in Las Vegas. I could feel the heat already, which left me wondering why I opted for sweats and a hoodie in the first place. There was a limo awaiting our arrival. There always was. It made me feel important and I loved being chauffeured around.
This was our first business trip together, alone. Nathan’s right-hand, Jason, and his assistant, Brad were supposed to attend, but they were sent to L.A. at the last second to deal with some manufacturing issues.
We arrived at the Bellagio 15 minutes later. The lobby was packed and I figured it was due to the number of guests staying there for the conference. We bypassed the long line and headed for the private lounge. Nathan was able to check-in there due to his standing with the hotel and the suite which he was staying in.
“Name?” Said the gorgeous Latina girl from behind the desk. She had long dark hair, big, round brown eyes, and full red lips. She was thin and had the perfect amount of makeup. I saw the way she was starring at Nathan. Drinking him in and I knew she was affected by his good looks. Everyone always was.
“Nathan King. I’ve reserved the Chairman’s Suite.” Nathan pulled his black American Express out of his wallet and handed it to the girl.
“Ah yes. Nathan, your room is ready for you.” She said, her eyes flirting with him.
I watched girls practically throw themselves at him all the time and I had seen him, more than once, take the bait.
“Can she check in here too? I think she’s got a suite, also. But she’s my guest and it’s reserved under my name.”
The girl nodded her head and began typing on the keyboard. After a minute of searching, she looked at Nathan, concern in her eyes. “I’m sorry, sir, but I actually don’t see any more reservations under your name for our hotel. Could it have been booked under a different name?”
I shook my head when he looked at me. “I know how booking works. I wouldn’t have reserved it under my name.”
I thought for a second. Did I reserve my room? I couldn’t remember. Booking this trip had been so rushed, we had been so busy.
“You know what? I think I might have accidentally forgotten to reserve my room.” I said. I cringed waiting to see what he was going to say.
Nathan looked back at the girl. “Are there any more rooms available?”
She shook her head. “I’m sorry sir, but due to the conference, I’m afraid we are at full capacity.”
Fuck. What was I going to do?
“My suite has two bedrooms, is that correct?” He asked the woman.
“Yes, there are two master bedrooms on either side of the suite. Each with separate bathrooms.” She said.
“Okay, that’s fine. Just update my reservation to two guests.” He said.
“Are you sure?” I asked him. I had not been expecting that.
“Well, I can’t have my assistant staying at a different hotel during an important conference, now can I?” He asked me.
I shrugged and then thanked him. The thought of sharing a room with him sent a tingle through my body. We were going to be staying very close together for the weekend. We had been alone quite a few times, like we were on the plane, but never overnight and in the same suite. I had to make sure I held up some professionalism during this time. I was just glad to know we had separate rooms and bathrooms.
She handed Nathan the key and we headed for the suite. When we got in there, I was blown away. I had never seen such an amazing hotel room in my life. It was like an apartment.
“Wow,” I said taking in everything.
“It’s nice, huh?”
“Nice? This is amazing. Unlike anything, I’ve ever seen before. It’s nicer than my 1 bedroom apartment.” I was sure it was at least 3 times the size as well.
“Seriously?” He asked with a laugh.
“Yes, not all of us are billionaires.” I joked.
He smiled, very full of himself. But I supposed he had a right to be. He had worked hard to get where he was at. Nothing had been handed to him, and that was definitely something to admire. I think he was allowed to have a big ego.
“I’m going to go get ready for the conference,” I said. “Which room do you want?”
We were standing in the living room area and to my left was one room, to my right was the dining room, a wet bar and I assumed the second bedroom was toward the back.
He looked at me. “Lady’s choice.”
I chose the bedroom to the left and headed for it, with my bag and purse. The room itself was huge, the bedding looked absolutely inviting. The bathroom was just as amazing, if not more. The sunk-in bathtub alone was half the size of my bathroom back home. I began to remove my clothes and started the water. It quickly heated up and I couldn’t wait to step in.
I climbed in for a quick soak and washed my hair and body in the tub. This was the most luxurious thing I had ever experienced in my life. I finished washing, and despite not wanting to, let the water drain from the tub. I got out and began to dry my body off with the world’s softest towel. I was definitely going to need a pay raise after experiencing this true luxury this weekend.
I threw my hair in the towel, twisted it up on my head and went back into the bedroom. I still couldn’t believe there were a bedroom and bathroom just like this on the other side of the suite.
I pulled a pair of black lacey panties with a matching bra out of my bag and put them on. Followed by thigh highs that I was wearing under my dress for that evening. I took my hair out of the towel and ran my fingers through the mess of wetness. Just as I was about to head to the bathroom, I heard Nathan.
“Hey Skylar, do you have those notes…”
Before I could get back into the bathroom, he was in my room, pausing his sentence he stared at me.
“I uh, I’m sorry.” He mumbled, still unable to take his eyes off me.
I knew that I should have felt embarrassed. I should have screamed and run into the bathroom to hide from his lustful eyes, but I found I couldn’t.
He seemed to pull himself out of his trance. “Excuse me.” He said and left my room.
I smiled to myself. If there had ever been a moment I wanted him to pin me down and fuck me, it had definitely been then. I knew I couldn’t allow myself to feel this way. I needed to be professional. There was no way we could have any sort of relationship like that.
But fuck did it turn me on to have him stare at me that way.
A half hour later I was ready and in the living room with Nathan.
“Ready?” He asked. Neither of us bringing up the incident.
I followed him down to the Grand Ballroom. There was a speech given by the CEO of the company that was hosting it. Everyone cheered when they announced Nathan was giving a presentation that weekend. He was very well liked. It was a good quality to have when in a big business like he was.
He introduced I had never met before, but there were quite a few people I remembered from other conventions, conferences and just working together in general.
The food was absolutely amazing. And as the food came in so did the wine. Both Nathan and I had at least five glasses and I knew I was feeling pretty tipsy. But I wasn’t about to let myself get drunk and accidentally make a fool of myself. By the end of the evening, I could tell Nathan was pretty loosened up and tipsy. He was making people laugh left and right and I loved his sense of humor.
“It’s probably time for us to head back,” Nathan said, looking at his watch at a quarter past eleven.
We had been in the lobby talking with other people from the conference.
“Yeah. You’ve got a big day.” I said.
We said our goodbyes to the group of people and followed Nathan to the elevator that would take us back to the suite. As soon as the doors closed, I could feel the desire in the air. It was thick and hard to miss. I had never felt anything quite like it before. And it left me wondering if Nathan could feel it too.
I bit my lip as the elevator rose painfully slow toward our floor.
When the doors finally opened. I was the first to step out, hoping to get a bit of air, but found that the tension between the two of us was only growing more. There was no way he couldn’t feel this. It was maddening.
Nathan cleared his throat as if to take his mind off what he was thinking. I knew he wanted me just as bad as I wanted him. When we got into the suite I went right to my room to change. I needed to put some distance between us. I needed a breather and to calm my hormones before something else happened.
I slowly pulled off my dress leaving it crumpled on the floor. My door hadn’t been fully closed and I heard it open more. I turned around and faced Nathan who was staring at me with lust.
“I was coming to say goodnight.” He said, his voice low and sexy.
I bit my lip. “Do you like what you see?”
Nathan pushed the door open the rest of the way and beelined it for me. He grabbed me hard and put his mouth to mine. Our tongues encircled one anothers. I could feel his hard cock pressing into me through his slacks.
My panties were soaking wet and I felt his hands slide down to my ass as he squeezed it, I let out a soft moan into his mouth. I wanted this man. I wanted him so bad, my body was aching to feel him once and for all. And as if some sort of wicked force was trying to keep us apart, his phone began to ring.
“Ugh.” Nathan groaned, his mouth still pressed into mine. He put his hand in his pocket and pulled out his phone, and glanced at it. “It’s Jason. I’ve got to get this, as painful as this is.” He said.
I nodded my head, knowing full well why.
He answered his phone and put it to his ear. “Jason, tell me you’ve got some good news.” He said and walked out of my room, leaving me there wet and unsatisfied.
When he was still on the phone, twenty minutes later, I gave up hope and headed for bed.
My alarm was not an inviting sound the next morning. I wanted to stay in the giant king size bed with the amazingly soft pillows and blankets. I sat up and remembered the night before. My lips tingled and I lightly touched them thinking about the hardcore make out session with Nathan. Did that really happen? I wasn’t sure.
I walked out of my room when I heard a knock on the main door. I saw Nathan, in a sexy pair of sweatpants and no shirt, answering the door where two carts of food were being pushed into our room.
Usually I would be all for the bacon, but I couldn’t’ take my eyes off Nathan. The way his body looked, his semi-tanned skin and toned back muscles and the way his sweatpants hung off his hips in such a sexy way.
I had to talk myself out of running to the bathroom to masturbate right then and there. And in the back of my mind, I knew he was doing this on purpose.
“Good morning. I ordered some breakfast. I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I got a little bit of everything.” He said.
I looked at the amount of food for the first time. There was everything you could imagine on two carts. Bagels with cream cheese, granola yogurt parfaits, an array of fresh fruit, muffins, scrambled eggs, breakfast potatoes, bacon, pancakes, french toast, and sausage. I couldn’t believe it.
“Wow. This all looks amazing.” I said and picked up a plate, ready to load it up with the glorious amounts of food in front of me.
“Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.” He said, with his sexy smile.
I rolled my eyes. “I skip it most days. I don’t have time to eat more than a yogurt.”
“I’m a big fan of breakfast.” He said.
“I would be if I had the resources or time to actually eat something. Thank you for this.” I said as I used the tongs provided and began loading my plate up with eggs, potatoes, bacon, sausage, and two pancakes, smothered in butter and maple syrup.
“No problem.” He said, following my lead.
I made my way over to the black round table and sat my plate down, before heading back to the cart to fill up a cup of coffee. I went back to the table and Nathan sat in front of me with just about as much food as I had.
I noticed neither of us was bringing up the kiss. I wasn’t sure what was going to go on there and decided to just keep my thoughts to myself. If he wasn’t going to say anything, either was I. We ate our breakfast while going over his presentation for that day.
He was more than ready and I was confident he would nail it. He didn’t even seem a wee bit nervous which threw me off. I wished that I could extrude that much confidence.
He finished his food first. “I’m gonna go get ready. I’ll meet you here in forty-five?” He stood, taking his plate back over to the cart.
I nodded, as I had a mouth full of bacon.
He headed off toward the shower and once again I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I didn’t know how I was going to get through the conference today or work ever again without picturing him like this. I bit my lip, trying to keep my dirty thinking contained.
I finished my food and placed my plate and cup where he had on the cart. There was still so much food left, and I felt bad for wasting it all, but I knew there was no way I could eat any more food. I headed into my room and got ready.
Exactly 45 minutes later, I walked out to find Nathan waiting by the door, he was on the phone, facing away from me and I had found myself missing his sexy, shirtless body.
He turned around to face me. “Jason, I’ll call you back. I’ve got to head into the conference… Yes… Okay… Bye.” He clicked the phone off, but I had noticed he hadn’t taken his eyes off me.
“What?” I asked, cautiously. I couldn’t read him.
“Nothing. Are you ready?” He asked, turning toward the door.
“Yep,” I said, and grabbed my purse, putting it over my shoulder. We headed toward the elevator that would take us back down to the Grand Ballroom. When the elevator doors opened up, he motioned for me to get in before him.
I could feel the sexual tension in the elevator once more. I wondered if he could feel it. If he could, he was doing a great job of hiding it. I thought about the kiss the night before and felt my body tingle all over.
I began to feel hot and practically ran out of the elevator once the doors opened. I slowed my breathing as we headed toward the ballroom and I avoided looking at Nathan as we found a seat toward the back of the room.
The morning session consisted of a CEO from TechTillion a company that was focused on creating special tech for space exploration. The CEO, Matt Lewis, had been trying to get involved with Nathan’s company, as King Industries focused on communication tech. He desperately wanted Nathan’s help to launch a communication tool to try to contact “other life”. Nathan was currently only focused on Planet Earth and had declined to work with Matt quite a few times over the last year alone.
As we sat there, watching the Matt and his presentation, Nathan’s leg brushed against mine. A tingle ran through my body. I didn’t look at him or say anything because I figured it was an accident. Until I felt him do it again, and again.
I looked at him, thinking maybe he was trying to get my attention. I had been avoiding looking at him since the elevator. He winked at me.
I rolled my eyes, he was definitely teasing me now. He dropped the paper he had been holding and as he picked it up and sat back up, he ran his hand along my leg, up my thigh, it was light so it looked like an accident, but I could tell it was more than intentional.
I bit my lip, how was I supposed to focus on what was going on when he was so busy teasing me. I had no idea how I was going to make it through this weekend alone with him. I was going to have to quit my job. There was no way I could focus on work ever again, without wanting nothing other than to fuck him.
He was making it so hard for me to keep my deepest desires under control. I had to fight the thoughts that kept creeping into my mind. But I was relieved when it was time to break for lunch.
We both stood and I half expected him to wander off to find some people to socialize with. But he looked at me.
“They have this amazing Italian restaurant. If you’d like to join me?”
“Are you sure you don’t need to go with anyone else? I’ll be fine by myself.” I wanted to be alone. To get away from him and give us some distance. Things were getting so intense between us and I needed to clear my mind.
He smiled. “Don’t be silly. Let’s go.” He said and being weak, I followed him to the restaurant.
They sat us at a table in the middle and he ordered us both a glass of white zinfandel. “It’s the best.” He said.
“I would never doubt your taste in drinks, Nathan,” I said.
I glanced over the menu, trying to find something I wanted to eat, but it was so hard to concentrate. I bit down on my lip.
“Quit that.” He said.
I glanced up at him from my menu. “What?”
“Biting your lip. It’s sexy as hell.” He said.
“Sorry, I do it when I’m concentrating on something,” I said.
“And when you’re turned on?” It came out as a question, but I knew it was rhetorical.
I nodded my head anyway.
He smirked and then changed the subject. “What looks good?” He asked.
“I’m not sure. I guess the chicken parmesan panini. Though I was really craving some sausage.” I peeked at him and watched as he took in my innuendo. His blue eyes darkened as they filled with a lustful look.
“I’m sure I could find some for you later on, back in the suite, perhaps?” He raised an eyebrow and I felt my heart rate kick up.
“Oh yeah?” I asked, biting my lip, on purpose this time.
“Yeah. No interruptions this time.” He said, his gaze was filled with a fiery passion. I could feel my panties getting wet. He was staring so intensely at me and I couldn’t look away. I was under his spell.
I bit my lip once more.
“I wanted you so bad last night.” He said.
“Yeah, I wanted to slide my hand along the front lace of your panties. I wanted to feel just how wet you were.” He said.
I bit my lip even harder and pressed my thighs together. I felt the desire bubbling up inside of me. I couldn’t believe he was talking to me this way. I wanted him so bad. I wanted him to push everything off this table and take me right then, in the middle of the restaurant.
Just as he was about to say something else, we were interrupted and he promptly returned back to Nathan the CEO.
“Nathan! I was wondering if I’d run into you this weekend.” Said the CEO of STEAM, a company we had done a lot of business with, Steven.
“Steven. How are you?” Nathan said, standing and shaking the man’s hand.
“Good, you know how I like these conferences. You remember my secretary, Fiona?” Steven gestured toward the blonde girl that was always with him. There were rumors they were having an affair. Steven was very much married and I wondered if his wife had suspicions at all.
“Yes, of course,” Nathan said and gave her a hug.
I felt myself get a little jealous. I wasn’t sure why, but it just came over me. He was always hitting on women, all the time, so this shouldn’t have been any different to me. But somehow, it was.
“Please, join us. We haven’t ordered yet.” Nathan said.
They sat down and joined us for lunch. And I had to focus on letting go of the conversation we had just been having. I was still so turned on. It was turning out to be a lot harder than I had hoped.
We placed our orders and Fiona and I made small talk. She was definitely of the fake variety.
Fake bottle blonde hair, fake DD boobs, fake nails and her personality just screamed fake. This wasn’t the first time I had interacted with her, but it was the first I had to talk to her for longer than ten minutes.
“Are you like, liking Vegas?” She asked me in her fake-valley-girl voice.
“Yeah. I love Vegas.” I hated the way she used the word “like” every time she spoke.
“Me too. I just love going to these conferences with Steven. It’s always like, so much fun and I feel like I learn a lot of like stuff.” She said and took a sip of her wine.
I had to try hard not to roll my eyes at her. I was hoping our food would get here faster, I wasn’t sure how much longer I could put up with talking to her.
I caught Steven staring at me out of the corner of his eye. When I looked at him, he winked. And I saw Nathan’s body language change. I found it intriguing. It was almost as if he was jealous.
“So, Skylar, has Nathan shown you around Vegas?” Steven asked.
“Well, I’ve been here before a few times, so I know my way around,” I said. I could feel Steven’s gaze on me, even when I looked away from him. Fiona was so into her cell phone and her own world, I don’t think she even noticed he was flirting with me.
He smiled, “I’m sure, but has he shown you the best spots in town?” There was something about the way he was asking me this that gave me chills. Steven had always creeped me out in past. He was always hitting on me one way or another.
“We don’t really have the time for that,” Nathan said, taking a drink from his glass, his voice a little icier than I had expected. He was definitely jealous now.
Things were getting a little intense. The testosterone at the table was rising and I needed a break from it all. “Excuse me, I need to use the restroom,” I said and stood to head toward the bathroom.
I went into the bathroom and checked my reflection. Light brown hair was pinned up in clips with little tendrils gently pulled down by my ears and my green eyes popped under the gold eyeshadow I had used that day. I took a deep breath and headed for the door.
When I stepped out of the bathroom, someone grabbed me from behind spun me around. It was Nathan. He grabbed my face and brought it to his, kissing me harder than he had the night before. I let his tongue slide into my mouth, exploring it. He had me pressed into him once again, and I felt my heartrate race pick up.
He was such an amazing kisser. I could feel myself giving over to him even more. It was so deep and intense, any reservations I had were slipping away. I could feel his body heat mixing with mine. I could feel his hands sliding down my back, lower and lower.
We heard people behind us and pulled apart as two older women, looking embarrassed, walked into the women’s restroom.
Nathan laughed and I tried to catch my breath.
“What was that about?” I asked.
“I just couldn’t hold it back anymore.” He said. “And I wanted you to know that I know Steven is flirting with you.”
“Does that make you jealous?” I pulled a compact out of my purse and opened it to make sure my lipstick wasn’t all over my face. It wasn’t.
“Yes.” He said.
“Really?” I asked, looking at him, trying to read his eyes.
“Yeah. He’s already fucking Fiona. I’d like him to leave you alone. You’re mine.” He whispered the last part into my ear and I felt a jolt of desire rush through my body. It was so fucking hot that he was claiming me like that.
We headed back to the table and ate our food, everyone was just making small talk and then headed back to the Grand Ballroom. Nathan’s presentation went off without a hitch, but I found I couldn’t concentrate on anything other than our interaction at the restaurant, the rest of the day.
When it was over, he met me near the exit.
“Ready?” He asked.
“For what?” I asked.
“To go back to the room.” But I could tell there was more than one meaning behind this.
As soon as we got into the suite and the door closed, Nathan grabbed me and pulled me into him, hard. His mouth found mine once again. Our tongues danced together, moving in sync in each other’s mouths.
My arms were wrapped around his neck and his hands were at my waist. I felt him begin to lift me up and I automatically wrapped my legs around him. He carried me like that to my room. He didn’t even bother closing the door behind him. He walked us over to the bed and laid me down.
“I’ve been wanting to do this for so long.” He said as we began removing our clothes.
I sat up and unzipped my dress from behind, as he was unzipping his pants.
“You have?” I asked.
“Yes, for months now, Skylar, I’ve wanted you. Don’t think I haven’t noticed your skirts getting a little shorter.” He said, looking at me like he was letting out a big secret that we both had been holding in. It was true, I had been buying dresses and skirts that were just a tad shorter, but it wasn’t fully for him.
I pulled my arms through the sleeves of my dress and let it fall down my body. He helped slide it down my legs as I lifted my ass off the bed toward him.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous.” He said and kissed my right thigh, followed by a kiss on my left thigh.
I moaned. “Mmm.” I was so fucking turned on and all I wanted was to feel him inside of him. He stood back, in his boxers and shirt, sliding his shirt off his body effortlessly.
“And don’t worry, I know you were checking me out this morning.”
I let out a small laugh. “I was not.”
“No need to lie, Miss Chase.” He said, leaning down and kissing me once again. His mouth moved from mine and down to my neck, where he kissed me gently and then started sucking on it.
I moaned and giggled at the same time. “Be careful what you do,” I said, thinking of there being a hickey on my neck.
“Oh, you don’t want any marks? You don’t want to remember this?” He joked.
I stared at him, “I’ll never forget this.”
His hands went to my back where he proceeded to unhook my bra. I tossed it to the ground.
“Mmm. You’ve got some perfect tits.” He said and gently pushed me onto my back so I was laying on the bed. “Scoot back.”
I scooted back onto the bed so that my head was on the pillows. He got next to me on the bed and began kissing me. As his hand began to explore my body. He ran it down my chest, giving each of my breasts a squeeze and tugging on each nipple. I moaned and he continued sliding his hand down my stomach and then to my panties.
“Why are you still wearing these?” He asked, and tugged on the strap of my thong.
“Because you haven’t removed them, Mr. King,” I said to him.
“Mmm. You’re right.” He said, kissing my lips. Then he sat up and moved so he was over me. He leaned down and kissed my neck again, causing chills all over my body. His mouth slowly moved down to my left breast where he took my nipple into his mouth and sucked on it.
“Mmm.” I moaned and wiggled my hips. I couldn’t sit still, it felt so good the way he sucked and nibbled on my nipple. He moved his mouth over to the right one and then began to move his mouth, trailing kisses down my stomach, until he reached my panties.
He grabbed them in his teeth and began to pull them off me. I lifted my ass to help him, and fuck it was so hot the way he did it.
“Mmm. You shaved?” He asked.
“When I was in the bath yesterday.”
“So you were expecting this?” He lifted an eyebrow at me.
I bit my lip and shrugged, feigning innocence.
He laughed. “You are a naughty girl, you know that?” He said and kissed my mouth once more before returning to my pussy.
“Fuck you’re so wet.” He said as his fingers began to feel around my clit, rubbing it slowly, and then slipped a finger inside of me. I moved my body, grinding my hips against his hand. It felt so fucking good, and I was dying to feel his cock now.
He pulled his finger out of me and moved down toward the end of the bed. He repositioned himself and bent down toward my pussy. I held my breath, waiting. He kissed my right thigh and then my left, biting each gently. I moaned and wiggled against him. He continued to do that until I whimpered. I couldn’t take the teasing anymore.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, a sly smile on his lips.
“You’re teasing me,” I said.
“How so? By doing this?” He kissed and bit my left thigh. “And this?” He did the same to my right thigh.
“uh huh.” I nodded, my breathing erratic. I was panting so hard.
He trailed his tongue up my left thigh and I felt his hot breath on my pussy. I moved my hips to bring myself to his mouth, but he moved and trailed his tongue down my right thigh. I took a deep breath, trying to soak up the feelings. I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life and felt like I could cum just from the tension.
Nathan trailed his tongue back up my right thigh and I was expecting him to move his tongue back down my left thigh, but instead, he placed his mouth on my pussy, his tongue making contact with my clit.
“Ohhh.” I moaned. It felt so good, the way he was moving his tongue up and down my clit. I started grinding my pussy against his mouth as he circled his tongue around my clit. He moved his hand and I leaned my head back and closed my eyes as he slid a finger inside of me.
“Oh fuck.” I moaned, unable to focus on anything other than what he was doing to my pussy. I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I was ready to give in and feel the pleasure rip through my entire body when he stopped.
I opened my eyes. And he was moving off the bed. He pulled his boxers down and I watched as his hard cock sprang out. It was huge. Long and so thick. My eyes widened, and I sat up to return the favor, but he pushed me back down.
“This is all for you baby.” He said and kissed me. I could taste myself on him.
He got on his knees in front of me and I spread my legs around him he pulled me closer. I watched him in anticipation, as he grabbed his cock with one hand and pressed it against my clit. I wiggled trying to get it to go down farther. I wanted him inside of me so bad. I didn’t want to hold back anymore. I needed to feel him inside of me. The desire was so deep.
“You want this?” He asked, rubbing it up and down my clit.
“Mmmhmm.” I moaned.
“How bad?” he asked, his voice husky and full of lust.
“So bad.” My body was aching to feel him.
“Beg for it.”
“Please, Nathan. Please fuck me.” I begged him.
“As you wish.” He said and moved it down to my wet pussy.
He pushed, and I felt his thick cock trying to get in. I reached down and spread it open more for him. I was so wet, but he was thicker than my pussy had ever experienced.
“Fuck you’re so tight.” He moaned as he pushed himself in more. His cock began to slide inside of me more and more. My moans grew louder the farther in he got. I could feel my pussy stretching around his cock. He was so hard and I was so wet. He pulled back slowly and then slowly pushed in again, soon his entire cock was fully inside of me. My pussy was swollen around him and he pulled himself out until just the tip was inside of me. Then he slowly put it all back inside of me. He paused his movements and grabbed each of my legs and placed them on his shoulders. I instantly felt him begin to slide even deeper inside of me.
“Oh my God. You’re so fucking deep.” I moaned. I held my breath with each thrust inside of me as he began to pick up the pace.
“I love this tight little pussy.” He moaned, as he fucked me harder.
I closed my eyes and let the pleasure rush through my entire body. I couldn’t hold back anymore and could feel myself getting closer and closer. I needed to cum, to feel my sweet, sweet release.
“Are you gonna cum for me?” He asked.
I nodded my head without opening my eyes and moved a hand to my forehead. I couldn’t hold it back anymore. The tension and desire that had been building up over the last couple days were finally too much. I couldn’t hold back and suddenly my body began to tremble. My pussy was throbbing around his cock and I was moaning even louder.
“That’s right, baby. Cum for me.” He said and continued to fuck my pussy.
I started to come down from my orgasm and opened my eyes, trying to catch my breath. It was so intense and I was still feeling little aftershocks, rushing through me.
“You’re so fucking sexy.” He said and pulled his cock out of me.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Bend over.” He said.
I didn’t wait for him to tell me twice. I rolled onto my stomach and then got on my knees. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back toward him. I felt his cock pressing into my pussy once again and he pushed harder and went all the way in. There was nothing slow or teasing about the way he was fucking me now. He began to fuck me harder and harder. His cock sliding in and out of me at faster and faster speeds. I felt every inch of him and he was so deep inside of me.
“Play with yourself.” He said as he squeezed my ass cheeks.
I moved my hand from the bed where I was holding on to balance myself and brought it to my clit. He helped me lean down more so the top half of my body was pressed into the bed, and I began to massage my clit as he fucked me harder and harder. I rubbed my clit up and down at the same pace his cock was sliding in and out of me. Soon enough it was all too much and I felt myself on the edge of another orgasm.
“Oh fuck. I’m gonna cum again.” I moaned for him.
“Mmm. Yes, cum for me. Cum again. baby.” His voice was so deep and sexy, full of lust.
He picked up the pace just a little harder and that’s all I needed to send me into another mind-blowing orgasm.
“Oh fuck!” I yelled out. “I’m cumming.”
He slapped my ass, hard. Which I hadn’t been expecting, but it caused a wave of pain to mix with my orgasm and it only intensified it. The pleasure I was feeling was unreal and unlike anything I’d ever felt before.
I felt his cock begin to throb inside of me as he moaned a deep moan. He grabbed my hips hard and dug his nails into them, and it was so fucking hot. I could feel him loading my pussy with his sweet, warm cum and the combination of him cumming at the same time as me, only intensified the last part of my orgasm.
When he stopped jerking and I was sure he was done with his orgasm, I slid my hand between my legs and cupped my pussy, ready for him to pull out and not make a mess on the bed.
“Ready?” He asked.
“Mmhmm.” I moaned sleepily.
He pulled his cock out and I moved off the bed to clean myself off. When I came out of the bathroom he was laying in my bed, his boxers back on but half asleep.
I went to my suitcase and grabbed a pair of panties, slid them on and tossed on a t-shirt.
“Leave it off.” He said, sounding tired.
I removed the shirt and walked toward the bed. He patted for me to lay down next to him. I hadn’t been expecting that but was far too exhausted to over think things. We got under the covers, my head on his chest and the only sound was of our breathing, sleep soon found me.
I woke up the next morning, still wrapped up in Nathan. My pussy was a little sore but it was a nice reminder of the night before. I rolled away so I could get ready without waking Nathan, but I didn’t succeed.
“Good morning.” He said, stretching.
“Good morning,” I said back. I wasn’t sure how to act now. We had just crossed so many lines and I had no idea if I needed to start looking for a new job or not.
“Where are you going?” He asked, his voice still groggy.
“To get ready. It’s six. We gotta be downstairs in two hours.” I reminded him.
“Come back here.” He said, rolling onto his side and reaching for me.
I laughed. “I have to get ready. Especially if we’re going to eat breakfast.”
“Mmm.” He moaned into the pillow. Stretching once more, he got out of the bed. He was only in his boxers and I had to tear my gaze away from him.
“I’ll be out soon,” I said and headed to the bathroom. We had to head back to New York. It was back to reality and I knew there was no way we could continue this back home. We’d be found out and that could be detrimental to his business. No one wants a scandal like that when trying to run a multi-billion dollar business.
I felt a little sad. I knew going into it last night, that it would be a one-time thing, but it felt so good, I already felt myself craving him again. But we had to go back to our professional roles. Besides, I knew Nathan’s reputation. He was a major playboy. Always one and done.
“I’ll order the same stuff?” He called out.
“Yeah, sure! Sounds good!” I yelled back through the closed bathroom door.
I pulled my panties off and turned on the shower. Part of me didn’t’ want to shower, I wasn’t ready to clean him off of me. The scent of his cologne still lingered on my skin. But I sighed and stepped into the shower. The hot water slid down my body. I began to massage the soap over my skin and it made me think about the night before. The way he made me feel, the chills he sent through my body, the orgasms he gave me. I had never had multiple orgasms before, and with him, it was like they just came so easily.
I bit my lip as I thought about everything from last night and held back the urge to play with my already swollen clit. We had things we had to do that day and we didn’t have the time for me to be getting myself off in the shower.
Forty-five minutes later, I was in the living room, where the food was just arriving. He too had taken a shower and gotten ready.
“I didn’t order as much as yesterday.” He said.
I laughed. “That’s good, because that was way too much food.”
We loaded up our plates and sat down at the table, in the same spots we were the day before. WIth him right across from me.
“This is so good, I’m probably going to miss this the most when we get home,” I said, taking a bite a sausage link.
“That’s it?” He asked, glancing up from his plate where he had been cutting his pancakes.
I smiled at him. He was teasing me, but I wasn’t going to let myself live in some sort of fantasy where I thought things between us were going to continue when we get home. I was smarter than that. I didn’t fall for that kind of crap. I lived in reality. As much as I would have rather lived in a fantasy world filled with Nathan, I knew what was real and what was not.
We finished eating and then Nathan got a call from Jason. From what I could tell, things were fixed with the manufacturer.
“Yep, Sounds good, then you should be good to come back home… We should be back about eight tonight.” He said. “Okay. I’ll let her know… Alright.” He said and hung up. Then to me, he said, “Jason’s sending you an email so you can invoice the company for the repair costs.”
“Okay. I’ll keep an eye out for it and get everything all squared away first thing tomorrow.”
“Thank you.” He said.
“You’re welcome,” I said and followed him out of the suite and down to the conference room. All throughout the final speeches, I kept replaying the night before. It didn’t help that Nathan kept brushing against my leg again.
I was glad when it was over, I was so ready to head home and return to normal. To get out of this bubble we were in. I knew as soon as we reached New York things would return to normal between us.
We headed back to the suite and I changed into my comfortable clothes and packed my bag. I found Nathan’s shirt on the floor and tossed it on top of my bag to give it back to him. The thought crossed my mind to steal one of the pillows for my own room, but I couldn’t imagine what Nathan would think if I were to get caught.
“Do you have my shirt?” Nathan said, startling me.
I spun around and he laughed when I tried to hide my surprise. “Oh, uh yeah. It’s right here.” I grabbed it from the bed and handed it to him.
“Were you thinking of stealing one of those pillows?” He asked.
I shook my head. “No, no never.”
He smiled. “Grab one.”
“Seriously?” I asked.
“Yeah.” He said and headed back out toward the living room.
“Thank you!” I called after him.
I walked toward the bed and reached for the pillow I had been sleeping with, but I hesitated and instead grabbed the pillow Nathan used the night before. It still smelled of him. Reality or not, I wanted to keep a memento from the night before. Not just the ache in my pussy from how hard he fucked me.
I grabbed my bag and headed into the living area.
“You got everything?” He asked.
I nodded my head. “Yeah, I think so.” I clutched the pillow.
“You might as well grab two.” He said.
“No, this one’s fine.” I said.
I followed him to the lounge he checked in when we arrived on Friday the beautiful girl was working once again.
“Hello, sir! How was your stay?” She asked him as she pulled up his account.
“It was good. Oh and she’s taking a pillow. Go ahead and charge it to my room.” He said.
“Okay.” She said and typed on her computer. “You’re all set.”
We left the hotel and rode in the limo toward the airport once again. We boarded the plane and I was offered champagne right away.
“Yes, please,” I said to the stewardess.
As we leveled out in the air, when the plane hit altitude, I caught Nathan staring at me out of the corner of my eye.
“What?” I asked him.
“I like this look.”
I raised an eyebrow at him. “Seriously? It’s just sweats. What’s the deal?”
“It’s different from what I normally see you in. You seem more relaxed.” He said.
“I don’t think it’s the outfit,” I said without thinking.
A big smile appeared on his face. “Oh yeah? What else might it be?”
I blushed, unable to hide it. The stewardess poured me another glass of champagne and I downed it with her still standing there.
“Would you like another?” She asked.
I nodded my head but decided to sip this one slower. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. If you want more, just let me know.” She said and headed toward the back.
Nathan got up from his seat and moved so he was sitting next to me. “If it’s not the outfit, and the champagne hasn’t fully hit you, what’s got you feeling so relaxed?” He was so close to me and I could feel his hot breath on my neck.
“Um. You know. A semi-vacation in Vegas?” I tried to play coy.
He placed his hand on my thigh and slowly moved it up along my thigh,”You know what I think?”
“What?” I said, letting out the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding in.
“I think last night is what’s got you so relaxed. I think you really enjoyed yourself and you haven’t been able to get it out of your mind all day.” His hand inched up my leg farther.
“Don’t be ridiculous. I know what a one-night-stand is.” I said and finished my glass of champagne. “If you don’t put space between us, they’re gonna think something is up.”
“It’s my jet, Skylar. I’m not worried about them finding anything out at all. In fact, I wouldn’t even care if they watched me take you right here right now.” My pulse quickened and I swallowed hard. He pulled his hand away and gave us space as the stewardess stopped and refilled my glass.
I wanted him again so bad already. I hadn’t been expecting this at all. But we weren’t technically home yet.
“Though, you did say it was just a one-night-stand.” He said and got up from where he was sitting next to me.
I was confused and I wasn’t sure if it was him or the champagne, but I finished that glass too and was starting to feel braver.
“I kind of figured that’s what was happening between us here. I’m not unaware of your weekend activities.” I said. “Isn’t this all you want?”
He looked at me, his blue eyes piercing through me. Like he could see deep inside of my soul. “I thought so, maybe at first. But that was the best sex of my life, Skylar. Hands down.” He paused before continuing. “And I don’t’ think I’m ready to stop just yet.”
I wasn’t expecting him to say that. “Really? But what about people finding out?”
“Why does anyone need to know?”
He had a point. “But what if they do find out?”
“We’ll deal with that IF that time ever comes. I was thinking when we get back to New York we could keep our fling. No strings attached, of course.”
I bit my lip. I hadn’t been expecting this flight to go this way. I hadn’t been expecting him to ever say any of this to me.
“I mean, that is if you want to?” He said when I hadn’t answered.
“Of course. I mean, yeah, that’d be cool.” I tried not to seem too eager. But I had to admit, the thought of having a secret fling with my boss, the billionaire CEO, was so fucking hot.
He laughed and then moved back next to me. “Well good. Cause I wasn’t ready to give this up yet.” He slid his hand down the front of my sweatpants and started rubbing my clit.
“Mmm.” I moaned.
“Shh..” he said and nodded toward the stewardess. “Try not to make a sound and act normal.” He paused and whispered in my ear, “It’s hotter that way.”
He moved his hand up and down my clit, rubbing it harder as he went. I started grinding my hips against his hand at the same pace. I was so wet and turned on and wanted nothing more than to feel his cock inside of me right then and there.
“This is mine now, okay?” He said.
I nodded. I was okay doing whatever the hell he wanted me to do as long as he kept moving his fingers around my pussy like he was. He slid his fingers down and shoved one and then two inside of me. Making a “cum here” motion on my g-spot.
“Mmm.” I moaned softly, trying hard not to make a noise.
He pressed his thumb on my clit and as he moved his fingers in and out of me he rubbed my clit. He was going slow, and it was tantalizing. Driving me crazy. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge. I moved my hips. I wanted to help him make me cum. I was buzzed and thinking about the night before, thinking about his cock and feeling his fingers expertly moving in and around my pussy. It was becoming all too much. I was so close…
And just like that, he pulled his fingers out of me and his hand out of my pants. A small whimper left me.
“I just wanted to make sure you knew who was in control.” He said, in a deep, sexy voice.
I bit down on my lip. Upset that I wasn’t able to cum. I had been so close and he was just leaving me hanging. It was torturous.
He stuck his fingers inside of his mouth and sucked on them. “Tasty.” He said. And then he got up and moved to his original seat. Leaving me to wonder what I was in for with him.
I was feeling really nervous. It wasn’t like this was the first time I was going to be alone with Nathan, but it was the first time I was going to his Penthouse. The first time we were going to be alone together in New York.
The previous week had us both running around like crazy. I hardly had a moment alone with him. And when I did, there was some serious flirting and definitely a lot of sexual tension. Though the latter happened when we weren’t alone.
I got out of the cab and walked into his building. I went to the bank of elevators he told he instructed me to and pushed the button for the last one. I entered the code for his Penthouse. I ran my fingers through my chestnut hair to give it a little sexy feel to it. A few seconds later, the doors dinged open and I stepped out and into the foyer of Nathan’s Penthouse.
It was absolutely stunning. The floors were white marble with black swirls. The foyer was large and open. There was a painting of a woman in a red dress, smiling seductively on the wall opposite me. There was a staircase to the right of me. The stairs were the same marble as the main floor. They stopped at a hallway not too far above and I couldn’t see past them. To my left was a wall so I couldn’t see what the rest of the place looked like, but from where I stood, I had a feeling it was magnificent.
“Hey beautiful,” Nathan said coming from the direction of the wall.
I smiled. “Hey, handsome.”
He pulled me into him and kissed me hard. “Finally I can do this.” He said and went back to kissing me. His tongue finding it’s way into my mouth. “You don’t know how bad I wanted to do this to you all week.”
I bit my lip, “I think I do know.” He smiled, grabbed my hand and led me to the left.
At the end of the wall, it opened up on the left to a huge living room, the kitchen and dining room. Just past that, there was a short hallway with two doors; one at the end and one to the right. Both doors were closed so I couldn’t tell what was beyond those.
The dining room table was large. It could seat 8 people. 1 chair at each end and three on each side. There were candles on the table and our plates were on the opposite sides of one another instead of at each end.
“I hope you like steak.” He said.
I looked at the table. On each of our sides, was a plate with the most delicious looking steak. And between us were rolls, corn, salad, and strawberries. “I love steak. I love any meat.” I said, staring at him, testing him.
“You’re so naughty.” He said. “I love it.”
We sat down and I cut into my steak. It was a perfect medium. Cooked with plenty of pinkish red and it was super juicy. He watched me as I took a bite. The steak was cooked so perfectly, that it practically melted in my mouth.
“Do you like it?” He asked.
I finished chewing and swallowed. “It’s the best fucking steak I’ve ever had.”
“Good. I cooked it.” He said.
“Seriously? I didn’t know you could cook.” I said. I assumed he had, had a chef prepare this because if I was a billionaire, I’d hire Gordon Ramsey to cook all my meals.
“Not many people do. I don’t normally have someone to cook for.” He said.
I used the tongs provided and grabbed a roll and placed it on my plate. Then I added some salad, which was already coated in a vinaigrette dressing, on my plate. The two of us were eating in silence. i tried the salad and the roll, everything tasted amazing.
“I love a girl that likes steak.” He said.
“I could eat this all day every day,” I said and took a sip of wine.
He was staring at me with his super sexy gaze.
“What?” I asked, curious as to what was on his mind.
His stare was intense. “It’s just that I can’t seem to get you off my mind. It killed me all week to not be able to take you right on my desk.”
I bit my lip. “I know what you mean.” I could feel the sexual tension in the room. It was almost buzzing like electricity. Pulsating through the air, through us.
“You’re so fucking sexy when you do that. Did you know that?” He said.
I bit my lip, again. “you might have mentioned it.”
He stood up and walked over to me and pulled me up so I was standing. “I can’t take it.”
Our lips crashed into one another again and he picked me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me to his kitchen island and set me on it. My legs still wrapped around him. The blue, tight-fitting dress I was wearing was rolling up my thighs. He pulled back and his hand went right for my pussy. He rubbed it, moving the lace of my panties over so he could get to my clit.
“Mmm. Your pussy is so perfect.” He said.
He reached around and unzipped my dress, allowing my breasts free.
He sucked air in through his teeth. “No bra. You should do this at the office.” He said.
I laughed and he went for my right nipple, taking it into his mouth and sucking while he used his finger and thumb on my left nipple, twisting it back and forth and tugging gently. His teeth grazed my nipple, causing me to moan. Then he switched and sucked on my right nipple. Once again, grazing it with his teeth. He pulled back and looked at me, before unzipping his pants and pulling his juicy cock out. I still couldn’t believe the size of it, or that it could fit inside of me.
My pussy was yearning for him. He pulled my panties down over my legs, placed his hands on the small of my back and pulled me toward the edge more. I wrapped each of my legs around his waist, tighter, while he moved his arms under each to hold them up.
Without using his hands, he guided his cock toward my pussy. There was no clit-rubbing teasing tonight. Instead, he shoved his cock right inside of me. Hard and fast and he didn’t let up. I felt myself stretch around him once again. My pussy swallowing every thick inch of his cock.
“Fuck, I love this pussy.” He groaned.
“I love your huge cock.” I moaned.
He grabbed my hand and placed it on my pussy, telling me to play with myself while he fucked me.
He continued to thrust himself in and out of me. Hard and fast. He was deep and going deeper with each thrust. I began to rub my clit with my middle finger, up and down at the same pace as how he was fucking me.
“Cum for me.” He moaned.
I nodded my head because it was all I could do. I was fully focused on the pleasure I was feeling. On the fact that I was so close to an orgasm. I didn’t want to say anything and pull me away from it. I wanted it so bad. I rubbed my clit faster, I was almost there, teetering on the edge. He began to fuck me harder. Each thrust going deeper and deeper until I felt myself floating. My body trembled and my pussy pulsed.
“Oh fuck, fuck fuck.” I moaned for him.
“That’s right, cum for me.” He said.
My orgasm started to come to the end when he pulled out of me, stepped out of his pants and boxers, lifted me off the table and carried me up the stairs and down the hallway. He pushed a door open that was slightly ajar. He set me down and then laid down on the bed.
“I want you on top.” He said.
I bit my lip. I was excited to ride him. I hadn’t yet experienced being on top. I slid my dress off my body and moved onto the bed and straddled him. Lowering myself down on him, I grabbed his cock and held it while I guided my pussy down on it. I felt like his cock was tearing me, it was stretching me so much. But it felt so fucking amazing. His hands were on my hips and I leaned forward on him so I could guide my pussy onto him fully. I moved slowly because he was so big. Sliding myself up and down, slowly, feeling every inch of him inside of me.
When I felt comfortable enough, I leaned back so I was fully sitting on top of him and I began to rock my hips back and forth, grinding into him, his cock shoved deep inside of me. It was an intense feeling that had me gasping for air. I moved my body faster, his hands slid up my sides and moved to my breasts. He grabbed each of my nipples between each of his pointer fingers and thumbs and squeezed and tugged on them. It felt so good. Riding him felt so good.
His hands went back down to my sides, he slid them behind my back and pulled me down so I was leaning on him, my tits in his face. He brought each of my nipples, one at a time, into his mouth and proceeded to suck on them. The nipple play was intense. I felt the pleasure in my nipples and deep inside my pussy.
“Mmm.” I moaned as he sucked harder on my nipples.
He brought his legs up and proceeded to start fucking me hard. He went fast, his cock sliding in and out of me. Railing me. His cock hitting the end of my pussy, harder and harder as he went. He was still sucking on my nipples and I was moaning louder than ever.
When he slowed down, I sat back up and this time I pulled each of my legs up so they were at a 90-degree angle and began to rock my hips slowly on him. Causing his cock to go deeper inside of me. Threatening to rip through me.
“Fuck. I’m so deep inside of you.” He said.
I let out the breath I had been holding in, “I know.” The feeling was so amazing. It hurt a little, but at the same time it felt so fucking good and I couldn’t get enough of it. I was going crazy. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to cumming.
“Are you going to cum for me?” He asked the look in his eyes told me he wanted me to.
I nodded my head. I was getting closer to the edge. Closer to that sweet release. The moment when my mind let my body take over. I started moving faster and faster. Until suddenly I was over the edge, my body trembling, my toes tingling. I wanted to give in and let it take me over completely, but Nathan wouldn’t let me.
“Keep going. I’m gonna cum.” He moaned, grabbing my hips and helping me rock faster and harder on him.
I was exhausted as my orgasm was ripping through me. And then he stopped moving me and I could feel him press into me, his cock throbbing so hard inside of me.
“Ohhh fuck.” He moaned.
It was so sexy, the way he moaned.
I rebent my legs onto the bed on either side of his body, like I had originally been sitting on him, and he pulled me down on top of him, our bodies hot and sweaty. Our breathing iratic. The both of us panting.
“Was that good enough for you?” He whispered in my ear, followed by a kiss on my head.
I nodded. “Mmhmm, it was amazing.”
I sat up on top of him again and felt how hard he still was.
“Ready for round two?” I asked, with a laugh.
“No, I’m just still hard.” He said.
“Bathroom?” I asked. He pointed to the door on the right side of the room. I climbed off him and made my way to the bathroom. I got cleaned up and when I came back out, he was still just laying there in bed, looking as sexy and as perfect as ever.
“I could get used to this.” He said.
“Used to what?” I asked.
“You. In my bedroom naked.”
I smiled at him. I walked over to my dress to put it back on.
“Leave it'” He said like he could read my mind. “Come get back in bed with me.”
That’s all he had to say. I made my way around his bed and crawled in, he lifted the blankets so that we were both underneath them and he pulled me into him. I snuggled against his chest, his arm around me, my leg wrapped around his leg, our bodies, naked and our breathing in sync. I could feel myself starting to fall asleep.
I knew this whole arrangement was meant to be no-strings-attached, but I couldn’t help the feeling that this is right where I belonged.