My dick is straining. I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard in my life. When I finally wrap my fingers around it, I feel like I could come right then and there. But no way. I will force my body—my dick—to go slow with Mia. It’s what she needs, and it’s so fucking sexy to go slow until you can’t go slow any longer.

I quickly discard my boxer briefs and place myself between Mia’s legs. She’s watching me closely, and I know she’s nervous. With my dick in my hand, I press the head to her opening. It’s so wet that I just want to plunge inside her.

I watch as the head of my cock is slowly sucked into her cunt. Mia’s mouth is open, her eyes wide. I move on top of her, closer to her, and slowly push in deeper, eyes on her the entire time. She lets out a little whimper and closes her eyes. She moves her hips into mine, and so I begin to move out and slowly back into her. I push back into her as deeply as I can, feeling her inner walls. Her pussy is so tight, and so wet. It is even better than her mouth.

The more we move, the more she relaxes. The more she relaxes, the better it feels—clearly for her as well. She’s moving her hips faster, trying to make me go harder. I place a hand on her hip, holding her down. I keep the pace.

I pump her harder and faster, kissing her neck as I go. Her hands are deep in my hair, tugging at me, needing me.

“Weston,” she says, and hearing her say my name nearly makes me explode. I go harder, seeing how much she can take. She’s moaning, digging into me, and knowing how much she wants it, and that it’s her first time, makes me feel like I’d like to make loving her my full-time job. I fuck her like it’s the only thing I know how to do. I stretch that pussy of hers with my big cock, past all resistance. The more she moans the more I give her until we’re fully clinging to each other, both of us sweating and panting. Soon I can feel her walls contracting around my dick, squeezing me in ecstasy. I explode into her, the need I’ve been holding back shooting into her like a rocket. We cry out together, clinging to one another.

I collapse half on her body, my dick still rigid inside her—doesn’t want to leave.

“Are you okay?” I ask.

“Mmm…yes…”

“Do you need anything?”

“More,” she says.

“You horny little slut,” I tease, and she laughs. Softly I say, “That was not your first time. No way.”

“Stop,” she says, her hand covering her face.

I take away her hand and kiss her eyelids. “Never.”

We get under the covers, and I hold Mia close to me, our limbs entangled, skin pressed against skin. I hold her like that all night, until I wake up to the soft sunlight streaming through the large windows. When my body realizes that I am pressed up to a gorgeous naked woman, my dick goes hard for her. I press into her thigh.

“Morning,” I whisper in her ear. A smile fills her lips. I push into her again.

“Mmm, good morning, Weston.”

My hands begin exploring her body as if they’ve never touched her before. Her skin is so warm it’s almost hot, like a fever. Her hand reaches between us and wraps around my dick. She slowly pulls on it, sending waves of relief and more need through me.

“Can I try being on top?” she asks, and the question makes me want to explode in her hand.

“God, yes,” I say.

She slowly moves on top of me, straddling me as the sheets fall away and expose her body in the morning sunlight. She holds my dick and positions her pussy above me before slowly lowering herself. She’s wet, God, she’s so wet for me already. I look down and watch as my dick gets swallowed up by her tight cunt until she’s properly sitting on me. I hold her hips as she lets me stretch her, fill her. She gets used to the full sensation. She must decide she can’t take it all like that because she raises up slightly.

I grab the back of her thigh, wrap my arm around her back, and flip her onto her back. We bounce as we land back on the mattress, and she looks surprised but delighted.

“There’s plenty of time for getting used to that,” I say. “Just let me have you for now.”

She responds by taking my ass in her hands and pulling me closer. I don’t go slow this time. I fuck her as hard as I think she can handle. Her tits bounce, and she moans and cries my name, the sweetest thing on her lips. I fuck her until I can’t see straight, then I hold on a bit longer until I can feel her tense and tighten around my cock. She squeaks out my name, and we come together in a furious explosion of deep satisfaction.

Once our minds are somewhat clear again, Mia buries herself back under the sheets.

“I live here now,” she says. “Forward all mail to Mia Cassidy, Under the Sheets, Weston’s Place.”

I laugh. “You need to get up, lady. A work day awaits.”

“Not for me,” she says. “Maybe looking for work.”

“Mia,” I say. “Stop with this childishness. Why won’t you come back to Prerogative?”

She looks at me as if I’ve lost a marble or twelve. “Hello, because of yesterday. Because of Jen and what she heard or knows.” She shakes her head. “No way can I show my face there again. Humiliating.” She raises the sheets and truly buries herself beneath them. I yank them off in one tug. “Hey!”

“Up, young lady. Stop looking for excuses.”

“I’m not!”

“No one knows what happened between us. I promise. If it’ll make you happy, I’ll talk to Jen to make sure there’s no misunderstanding.”

“Ha, please,” Mia says. “She’s told half the office by now.”

“If she has she’ll be out of a job,” I say. Jen is no one to me; Mia, on the other hand, has definitely become someone. Someone I already want to protect. “If anyone hears any tales about you—from Jen or anyone else—I will bring down the full extent of my wrath.”

“Your wrath?” Mia giggles.

I kiss her. “Get up, get dressed, and get your ass to work. That’s an order.”