“You’re cold?” His voice is deep.
“No, I’m…”
He doesn’t wait for an answer, pressing his body behind me. He’s so huge and warm that I lean into him with a sigh of relief. It’s like all the pent up tension I have stored inside of me has been released now I’m touching him. His fingertips brush my hair away from my ears and he whispers in my ear.
“Let me warm you up a little.”
I shiver again as his stubble brushes against my neck, my nipples already hard points underneath the cotton of his shirt. I turn my head slightly to the side, allowing him better access. His lips are warm against my skin, trailing a line down my neck. His hands move down to my waist, pulling me closer to him as his hard cock presses against my backside.
He groans softly as I grind into him a little. He kisses my neck as his hands reach for my breasts, unbuttoning the shirt and pulling it off my shoulders. His hands are electric as they move over my breasts, teasing and caressing, stroking and gently pinching each nipple as I gasp.
His voice is like a growl. “You’re so beautiful. Perfect.” One of his hands moves to my hips, pulling my panties down and I kick them off. He turns me over onto my back, his mouth moving to each nipple to suck and lick the hardened peaks as I moan.
“Good girl. Show me you like it. I want to hear you” He sucks harder and I moan louder.
“Please,” I beg.
“Please, what?”
“I want you to fuck me.” My voice is coming in gasps as I breathe harder.
“I haven’t finished warming you up first…” His fingers trail down my stomach in between my thighs, finding my clit and stroking as my body starts to tremble. His mouth keeps moving on my breasts as I arch up from the bed, warm waves of pleasure spreading out from my core.
“I need you inside me.” My voice is greedy. I want all of him, knowing how good he feels. All my concerns have disappeared now I’m here with him, lost in the pleasure of how expertly he handles my body.
“Put your hands on the frame and hold on…” He lifts me up, positioning me on all fours as I grasp the head of the wooden bed frame. He splays his palm wide on my lower back, his other hand still working my clit. The tip of his cock, slippery with pre-cum, nudges at my entrance.
“Is this what you want?” He asks.
I moan, sticking my hips higher and moving them from side to side. He enters me slowly, his massive cock filling me completely as I almost scream with the sensation. He starts to thrust slowly in and out, then quickens his pace as my breasts bounce to each thrust.
“You’re mine. All mine.” He growls, his length hot inside me. One hand comes up to my waist, pushing me down onto his thickness as he thrusts faster and deeper.
I lean forward, my hair spilling over the bed sheets as I pant and moan, my body shaking with pleasure as I come hard, my pussy gripping him. His cock swells and pulses inside me, and he shouts my name as he slams into me one final time, spilling his hot seed deep inside. We rest together, our breathing slowing and our bodies slick with perspiration.
He slowly pulls out of me, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.
“That was incredible,” I whisper, collapsing onto the bed next to him.
He wraps his arms around me, holding me close. “It was. I think you deserve a promotion.”
I kiss him softly on the lips, then turn around and nestle into his side. I’ll worry about telling him everything tomorrow. Worry about being his employee and jeopardizing my position. For now, I just want to lie here, safe and warm from the storm outside with the man I’m falling deeper for with every breath in and out.
ChapterSix
DUNCAN
My beautiful girl is quiet on the drive back.
The road has been cleared, but there is damage from the storm everywhere. I take it slowly on the winding mountain roads, turning the radio on to listen to the updates from the local DJ. Most of the roads are now open, but there’s a snowstorm predicted for next week, so there’s a lot of chatter about how to prepare before it hits.
Margot clutches my arm. “Could you pull over for a second?”
We’re on the road, driving down through the forest and I park near a stack of logs.
“Give me a second.” She opens the door before I can say anything and hops down, running to the pile of logs and bending over behind them. I switch off the engine, grab my water bottle and get out.
She straightens up. “Sorry, car sick.”
