Ashley

I could see the want in his eyes. I could see the passion roiling behind them. His large hand on my hip and his breath against my lips. It was all too much. He loomed over me like a luxurious shadow, draping along my body and pulling from me my darkest desires. He was the devil in a blacked-out suit, and I wanted to know what he looked like underneath.

“Should I get us a condom, darling?”

I looked up into his eyes as my legs shook at the strength of his voice.

“I don’t need one,” I said breathlessly. “That’s the great thing about birth control.”

I rose up onto my toes and crashed our lips together. He pressed me firmly into the window, his hands pulling my dress up over my hips. I tugged at his black tie and started undoing the buttons on his black shirt. We peeled every single inch of clothing off one another until my naked chest was pressed against his.

His lips were everywhere, setting me on fire. He pulled the chopsticks from my hair, watching as it cascaded down my back. He twisted his hand in it and commanded my lips, taking them as his as he sucked on my tongue. I could feel his massive cock throbbing against my leg, taunting me with its dripping tip as his hand gripped my thigh. He lifted my leg before he dipped down, then hoisted me off both my feet and pinned me directly to the window.

Our tongues battled for one another as his cock slid effortlessly into my pussy. He stretched me, filled me to the brim as my juices dripped over his skin. I moaned into his mouth before he released my lips, his face burying itself into the crook of my neck. I was sure the whole of Miami could see my naked body, could see this decadent man with trimmed muscles and long legs pressing me into the window.

But I didn’t care who saw.

All I cared about were the places in my body his cock was hitting.

He thrust into me, shoving me up the window until my breasts were in his face. His tongue lapped at them, pulling them between his lips as I whimpered out into the room. His hand was tangled in my hair, and his cock was stroking every part of my pussy. His skin was tickling the tip of my clit, and I felt my body growing weak against him. His muscles were chiseled and languid, unassuming, yet filled with the strength of a lion. I ran my hands through his thick, luscious black hair, pulling his face deeper into my body.

I felt his hands grab my ass before he sank his cock back into me. He pulled me from the window, and our lips connected again, but this time, he started walking. I felt him walking me through the penthouse as his hands lifted my body, stroking his cock with my pussy as I clung to him. We walked through a doorframe before darkness poured over our bodies.

Then, he lowered me until my back was on top of a mattress.

He pulled me to the edge of the mattress as his cock throbbed against my walls. He tossed my legs over his shoulders, folded me in half, and pinned me to the bed. He fucked me relentlessly, leaving me breathless as my hands clung to his forearms.

And before I knew what I was doing, my mouth ran away from me.

“Mr. Sheldon. Please. I-I need—oh my gosh. Yes. Faster. Please go faster. I’m so close. Holy... yes!”

He slammed into me and ground his hips around, throwing me over the edge. My back arched into him as his lips wrapped around my nipple, my legs contracting and my toes curling. Stars burst in my eyes as my pussy clamped down around his thick dick. I could feel his cock bursting with life, his own end being met as he spilled himself within my body.

My toes curled so hard my calves began to cramp, but I didn’t care. All I cared about was his hips grinding into my clit, prolonging my orgasm until I couldn’t breathe.

My back collapsed to the bed, and he collapsed onto me. My legs slid from his shoulders as his cock pulled from the depths of my body. He planted kisses across my chest, making his way back up to my lips.

Then, I found his sky-blue eyes, hazy with orgasmic pleasure and filled with the grace of Satan himself.

He helped me to my feet, and I made my way to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror as his come trickled down my leg. Oh, holy hell. What had I just done? I turned on the faucet and splashed water on my face, not caring that my makeup was running off.

I' slept with my boss.

I had slept with the man who was everyone’s boss.

I wet a washcloth and cleaned up my body. I was naked. In the bathroom of my boss’s penthouse suite. I cleaned the makeup off my face and let the water run, trying to make sure Mr. Sheldon didn’t hear my panicked breaths.

I had to calm myself down. All I had to do was get out of there as fast as I could.

After a few minutes, I grabbed a towel to wrap around my body. If he was still out there, I didn’t want him to see me naked again. I wasn’t sure why it mattered now, but my brain was clearing from the fog of the party, and my rational mind was beginning to kick back in.

If I didn’t run into my boss, we didn’t have to talk about it.

I opened the door and found him passed out naked on the bed. Of course, he would be. I dropped the towel and dashed out of the room, gathering my clothes so I could put them back on. This was the perfect chance for me to get out of here. He was asleep in bed, I was already halfway to the elevator, and even if he did hear the elevator door open, he was too drunk to get to me.

That was why he’d slept with me, right?

Because he was drunk?

I felt something vibrate at my feet, and I looked down. There was a phone sliding out of Mr. Sheldon’s pants, and my face paled when I saw who was calling.

Nina Black.

Mr. Sheldon’s girlfriend was calling.

I raced to the elevator and slammed the button on the wall. The doors automatically opened, and I dashed into the space. I turned around and got a glimpse of my boss one last time, his naked body spread-eagle on the decadent California king-sized bed.

He really was a beautiful man who apparently had many hidden talents. It was a shame he was dating a known gold-digger.

The elevator doors closed, blocking the view of my boss and encasing me into the tomb I wanted to die of embarrassment in.

I’d just slept with my boss.

At the company party his girlfriend should’ve been at.