The realization that I’m enough to turn him on like this, that I’m all it takes for him to rush towards the edge of the release that he needs so badly...
Fuck,it’s a turn-on like nothing else.
He looks over at me in the mirror, and our eyes lock for a moment. He stills within me, letting the moment linger before he continues, his hardness throbbing deep within me.
“See how good we look together?” he murmurs, grinning, that wolfish smile curling up from beneath his mask.
He doesn’t wait for an answer before he starts to move inside me again, this time with more purpose, as though he is keen to push me over the edge and into my release. He shifts his weight slightly, so he’s grinding down and into me with every thrust. It pushes me against the bed so that my clit is pressed into the covers with every movement. The corners of my vision start to blur at the new rush of sensation, and my lips part as I gulp down air, trying to control myself, trying to keep myself together...
But I can’t. Not any longer.
I cry out, so loud I’m sure that downstairs they will be able to hear me over the music and conversation, but I don’t care. Let them. Let them know what this man is doing to me, how good it feels to give myself over to him.
My body clenches, my pussy clenching around his cock, clit pulsing against the bed, thighs trembling where they are pressed against the mattress. I can hardly see straight, my hands clawing at the covers around me as I try to ground myself, but it’s no good. I feel like I’m spinning out of control, and I buck back into him, taking him deeper and deeper, until it feels like we might never be pulled apart.
He finishes just a few seconds after me, burying himself deep inside me one last time. He lets out a groan as he comes, and Ifeel the warmth of his release within me, a white-hot sensation like he’s branding himself onto me. And I’m distantly aware, at the back of my mind, that I probably should have used protection…
But right now, I’m too lost to the pleasure to give much of a damn about something like that.
Both of us breathe hard for a moment as we come back down to earth, his cock still lodged deep inside of me, my body still throbbing with the last vestiges of my orgasm. And then, slowly, he slips himself back, hand on the small of my back, allowing me to steady myself on the bed as I push myself upright.
He pauses for a moment as he looks down at me, studying me for a second. Suddenly, I feel distinctly exposed.
Maybe I shouldn’t have done this,I think, but then brush it aside.
He leans down to press a kiss against my neck, and I close my eyes, his warm breath on my skin a salve to whatever doubts I might have had.
“I’m going to take a shower,” he tells me. And, with that, he makes his way to the bathroom, pulling the door shut behind him. A few seconds later, I hear the rush of water, and I pause for a moment.
What am I supposed to do now?
I bite my lip, looking to my dress on the floor. The longer I spend here, the more chance there is that he will figure me out—and I doubt he’s going to be pleased to discover that someone he just hooked up with is no better than a server here at the hotel he happens to be spending the night in.
No, the smartest thing I can do right now is get out before he sees any more of me. At least I kept the mask on the whole time, so I know that I’ll not be exposed too soon...
I hurriedly pull on my underwear and my dress again, ignoring the tremble in my legs as I do so. Still, I can’t help but grin as I pull the zipper back into place.I can’t believe I just did that.
I hurry towards the door and pause there for a moment before I step through, looking back towards the bathroom and wondering if I should stick around a while longer. I mean, we could go for round two... The thought of it makes my stomach curl with a delicious warmth, and I linger for a second longer than I’ve to, wondering if I should make a case for myself to remain.
But then, I push on the door, stepping out. Whatever happened here, it’s just going to stay here. I didn’t come here looking for a relationship, I came here looking for someone who was going to make me feel as though I actually had a hope in hell of attracting a man after having my ego so totally crushed by what happened with my ex.
And now that’s done, I can get on with my life, and leave this as nothing more than a sweet little fantasy I can return to whenever I need some late-night company.
I hurry for the elevator.A one-time thing, that’s all this is.
Besides, I’ve the real world to get back to.
And I don’t intend to hide from it any longer.
3
CARA
Five Years Later…
As the carpulls up outside the mansion, I draw in a deep breath, trying to contain my surprise. It’s one thing seeing it online and in pictures, it’s quite another to be confronted with it face-to-face like this for the first time...
My new home.Hard to believe that a place like this could ever be calledmine,even if I’m just working here. In the two weeks since I got confirmation that I had landed the job, I had kept waiting for the other shoe to drop, for them to change their minds and decide that they wanted someone else for this position entirely. I mean, I wouldn’t have blamed them; it’s not as though I’ve a huge amount of nannying experience, beyond taking care of my own daughter, and no matter how much I puffed up my resume, I was surprised that I had gotten away with it.
