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  He felt her tremble against him and he grabbed her hand again. “Come on.” And headed for the elevators. “I want you so much Natasha. I want to fuck you until neither of us can walk. Do you think you can handle that?” He studied her face as he tried to read her reaction to his words.

  Eric felt the pull right down to his hard cock when she swept her tongue over her lips and simply said. “Yes.”

  He clenched his teeth together hard as he tried to dampen down his overwhelming lust for her that surged through his body. “Thank fuck for that baby.” Was all he managed to say before punching the button for the elevators. When the doors slid open to one almost instantly, he couldn’t help the relieved. “Thank you.” That escaped his lips.

  As soon as the elevator doors closed behind them, Eric pulled Natasha into his arms. He slammed his mouth down on hers, parting her lips to thrust his tongue into her mouth, tangling with hers, kissing her with a hunger that threatened to consume him and he groaned softly when she started kissing him back just as hungrily.

  His hands came up to cup her breasts and he flicked his thumbs over her nipples until they hardened under his touch. Fuck she had beautiful breasts. Just the right size to fill his hand and he couldn’t wait to strip her from her clothes and see her naked.

  When Natasha’s arms came up to circle his neck, Eric backed her up until he had her against the wall of the elevator, his lips still on hers. He leaned against her, pushing his hips into her, desperate for some contact for his raging hard on. He ground himself against her dry fucking her as much as he could but it wasn’t offering him any kind of relief. If anything it was stretching his control about as thin as it could go and he knew he had to put some distance between them until they at least got back to their suite.

  As soon as the elevator doors opened at the penthouse, he dragged her off and with shaking hands unlocked the door and the moment they were inside and the door closed behind them, he crushed her against it, his lips on hers while he roughly shoved her dress up, driving a finger into her wet pussy. Fuck she was wet, hot and wet and he needed to be inside her so badly he seriously thought he’d die if he didn’t.

  “God I want you so much. I have to have you now!” Even to his own ears he sounded like a desperate man. He ground his hips against her, pushing his rigid cock against her stomach before pulling away long enough to hastily shed his jacket and impatiently rip his shirt off. He was so frantic the buttons started popping off and flying around the room, bouncing on the thick plush pile carpet but he didn’t care, he just needed to be naked. He needed Natasha naked so he could finally bury himself in her warm body.

  Eric thought he was going to self combust when she reached out and put her hands on his chest. Slowly she moved her fingers over him, grazing through the light covering of hair and he felt his cock jerk in his pants at her touch. Fuck, if he didn’t get inside her soon he was going to explode.

  “Undress me Natasha.” He said and waited, watching her face. His stomach muscles contracted when she trailed her hands down the hair which arrowed down, disappearing beneath the waist band of his pants. She tortured him by slowly removing his belt and opening his trousers until they slid down his legs, tangling around his ankles. Impatiently he kicked off his shoes and pants, standing before her in his red Calvin Klein boxer briefs.

  Eric watched her eyes move down the front of him. They widened when she got to his pants and she saw just how badly he wanted her. Shit, he figured if he didn’t get some blood flow through his body soon rather than it all just being in his cock, he was seriously going to black out.

  He bent over to remove his socks since it probably wasn’t his sexiest look standing in front of her with them still on. The pain of trying to bend when his hard on was getting in the way was an exercise in torture for him. Once he’d done what he was trying to do, he straightened awkwardly, trying to conceal just how uncomfortable he was from her.

  “Take off your dress Natasha, please. If I do, I’ll tear it. My shirt didn’t fair too well as you can see.” And he watched as her eyes moved around seeing the buttons scattered over the thick carpet.

  He watched as she unzipped her dress and shrugged it off enough so that it fell to her hips leaving her naked from the waist up. Eric couldn’t contain the silent groan that ripped through him at the sight of her. Fuck but she was stunning. She was an angel but she was going to fucking kill him.

  “God you’re stunning.” Unable to help himself, he reached out and cupped her perfect breasts, grazing his thumbs over her nipples and watched as they puckered and hardened under his touch. He released them again and pushed Natasha’s dress down until it slipped free of her hips and pooled around her feet and finally he got his first look at her completely naked.

  “God you’re beautiful.” He whispered and when she blushed and tried to cover her breasts he lunged, grabbing her hands. “Don’t. Don’t be ashamed of your body, you’re perfect. Now come to bed with me.” Before she could answer he swung her into his arms and carried her through to the bedroom.

  He deposited her gently on the bed, his eyes sweeping down the length of her before he ripped off his briefs and groaned softly to himself when his heavy cock sprang free of its confines, slapping lightly against his stomach.

  He crawled onto the bed alongside of her, watching Natasha’s face and saw her eyes widen before she nervously swallowed. Well fuck he hoped that meant she liked what she was seeing. He’d never had any complaints about his cock before. Women were always telling him how big and long and thick it was but suddenly naked, lying beside her, he desperately wanted her to like what she was seeing.

  He propped himself on one elbow and bent down to suck one of her nipples into his mouth. While he sucked and licked on it, he covered her other breast with his hand, flicking the nipple until it was hard.

  While he lavished attention on her breasts she reached out and ran her hands over his chest, grazing her fingernails over his nipples and they formed little hard peaks under her touch. Slowly she moved her hands down his stomach, following his happy trail until she got to the thicker hair that surrounded his cock.

  Eric held his breath, waiting for her hand to close around him and he ground his teeth down hard with anticipation. After a moment’s hesitation he felt her fingers wrap around his cock and slowly slide it through her hand.

  He took her touch for as long as he could, groaning softly at the sweetness of her gentle grip and suddenly he pulled away from her to sit up, raking his hands through his hair as he struggled to get his wayward cock back under control.

  “I can’t do this any longer Natasha, I’m sorry. I can’t wait sweetheart, I want you so much, you’re killing me.”

  He reached past her into the drawer by the bed and hastily pulled out a condom, tearing the wrapper open with his teeth and eagerly rolled it down his cock.

  He climbed over Natasha and nudged her legs apart, finally settling his weight between her thighs. He sighed deeply, his relief at being where he’d dreamed of being for so long almost enough for him to shout and fist punch the air with excitement.

  Eric pressed the tip of his swollen cock against her pussy and quickly slipped one hand between them to see if she was ready for him. His whole body twitched when his fingers found her wet and hot for him.

  “God you’re so wet. I’m sorry Natasha but I can’t wait.” He said, encouraging her to wrap her legs around his hips and with a moment’s hesitation as he rested against her soaked flesh, he pulled back slightly and with one hard thrust of his hips, he slammed into her, feeling his cock meet resistance before he tore through it, plunging the rest of the way in before battering against the end of her hot pussy.

  Eric froze, shock rocketing through his body and his eyes shifted, meeting Natasha’s eyes when he heard her revealing cry of pain. Fuck, fuck, fuck, he cursed silently. Fuck, she couldn’t be surely? She was a fucking virgin? Well not anymore Eric
, he told himself. Why? What the fuck? Why save it this long and why the fuck give it to him? He paused unable to move while his lust crazed brain tried to digest what was happening. Why didn’t she tell him? Fuck, he’d slammed into her and probably hurt her far more than he needed to.

  A battle started raging in his head. Partly shock at Natasha having still been a virgin and partly masculine pride that he’d been the one to take it, that her first sexual experience was going to be him. Well don’t screw it up he told himself. At least his shock gave him a chance to get his overwhelming desire to just pound into her under control and he looked down into her eyes that were a mix of pain and confusion. “Shit Natasha. You’re a virgin?” He finally said.

  “Well not anymore.” He could tell she was trying to make light of the situation but it was far from fucking light, well as far as he was concerned anyway.

  Eric watched as tears welled in Natasha’s eyes. Oh fuck he’d hurt her badly obviously. She was probably wishing she’d stayed at home rather than agree to this week away given how roughly he’d just taken her virginity.

  He felt his heart squeeze in his chest at the sight of her gorgeous eyes damp with her tears. “Baby what’s wrong?”

  “You’re angry.” She sniffed. “I’m sorry, I should have told you, but I didn’t think it would matter.” And Eric’s heart clenched in pain again when he heard her voice break. Fuck no. He’d completely fucked this up now. She was feeling bad when it should be him and he felt bad enough as it was. He hated that Natasha thought he was angry with her.

  He bent his head to kiss her briefly. “Of course I’m not Natasha. I just wish you’d told me that you were a virgin and I wouldn’t have been so rough with you. How do you feel now?”

  “I’m ok.” She replied and shifted slightly under him instantly making his cock rock hard again as the muscles of her pussy closed around him, gently squeezing his shaft.

  “Well lets see if we can’t make this better for you.” Eric pulled almost all the way out of her, feeling her pussy grabbing at him as if trying to hold him inside her and he felt her legs tighten around his hips drawing him closer.

  Slowly he pushed back into her smoothly, nothing interfering this time and he surged forward until the head of his cock bumped against her cervix. Gradually he moved faster, settling into a steady rhythm thrusting into her, feeling Natasha’s pussy closing around him, holding him in her snug, intimate embrace.

  He could hear her breathing increasing and her fingernails were digging in to his buttocks. His whole body was screaming at him to just fuck her like there was no tomorrow but he pushed his desire down wanting to ease her body into his invasion of it and not hurt her anymore if he could avoid it.

  “Eric, please. Faster.” She gasped and he almost blew his load at her breathy words. Fuck she was going to kill him at this rate.

  He reared up to look down at her face and he could see arousal in her eyes. He withdrew from her body and felt the cool air against his cock that was wet from her pussy. Eric sat back on his heels fighting to get himself under control and he groaned when Natasha whimpered.

  He slid his hands up her parted thighs until he got to the curls that protected her delicious opening. Slowly he rubbed her clit, bending down to kiss her and she eagerly kissed him back. Eric released her lips and trailed his down her neck, over her breasts, licking and sucking hard on her nipples.

  He trailed his lips further down her body, over her stomach and down until he reached the narrow strip of curls either side of her slit. He felt Natasha tense and wondered if he was the first man to ever have his mouth on her pussy. Just thinking about that made him even harder. Fuck if he got any harder he’d be able to hammer nails into wood with his cock.

  He pushed his tongue past her lips, plunging into her wet pussy and he groaned. God she tasted unbelievable, sweet as honey. She smelled amazing and he blew gently over her wet tissues, hearing her tiny gasp as his breath touched her sensitive flesh.

  He settled into a rhythm of thrusting his tongue deep in her soaked pussy and then licking up her slit, circling her clit and laving it with his tongue which he stiffened so he could flick it over her little button of nerve endings.

  Eric listened to Natasha’s breathing, hearing it catch and she started panting, her hands suddenly in his hair, raking through it, tugging on it. He could feel her excitement growing and he reached up with one hand to tweak her nipples until they puckered and hardened under his touch.

  She started thrashing her head from side to side and he could feel her body tensing, her pussy getting wetter until suddenly she screamed, her body bucking under his sucking, licking mouth. She came noisily, her juices flooding his mouth and he lapped them up, savouring their sweet taste, not stopping until she quietened.

  Finally he couldn’t wait any longer, his cock twitched as his blood flowed hard and fast through his body and he moved up her, bending to kiss her, letting Natasha taste herself on his tongue and lips.

  He lifted her legs onto his shoulders which exposed her wet, pink pussy to his hungry gaze. He lined his eager cock up at her weeping opening and with one hard lunge, buried himself deep inside, sliding in easily as she was soaked.

  Her dripping core closed around him, hugging him, drawing him in deeper and he groaned as he felt the pressure building in his balls until he thought he was going to explode.

  Steadily he thrust into her but soon it wasn’t enough, he just wanted to fuck her harder, faster and unable to control his desperate urges any longer, he slammed into her, ramming the red and swollen head of his cock against her cervix over and over again.

  He started to sweat, his body felt like it was on fire, his muscles straining in his arms and stomach as he thrust violently, urgently as he sought his own release.

  Natasha’s pussy clung to him, tightening around him like a vice and he gasped. Fuck she was so tight, so fucking wet. He was going to blow at any moment.

  As he drove into her over and over again, in his head his voice kept saying fuck, fuck in time to his thrusts. He could feel his balls tightening, his cock lengthening and hardening until it felt like it was made of steel.

  Suddenly Natasha cried out under him and he felt her greedy pussy grabbing at him, fluttering around his cock and as she came again, flooding him with her juices, Eric thrust hard twice more before the pressure exploded in him. He felt his cock jerk just before his cum blasted from it, pumping steadily loading up the condom so much he was worried he’d split the damned thing with the sheer volume of it.

  He swore loudly as the intense pleasure shot through him. Fuck but he’d never felt anything like it before. If a man could die from coming then he was in danger of that happening. He just kept coming and coming, his cock jerking inside Natasha’s hot sexy body and she closed down around him, her muscles squeezing him, milking him. He could hardly hear her gasping cries anymore for the roaring in his ears. Finally he finished, his body drained and he lowered her legs to the bed, before collapsing on top of her sweet, feminine softness.

  As he struggled to draw air into his lungs, he felt Natasha’s arms come up to close around his neck, her fingers combing through his sweat soaked hair.

  His body felt spent, drained but at the same time, he was triumphant. He’d done it. He’d held himself together long enough to make sure she had come, not once but twice too.

  He lifted his head to look down at her, seeing the expression of a well satisfied woman and he struggled not to beat his chest in a display of fucking masculine pride. God she was amazing, so fucking responsive. The sex was incredible, so much better than he’d imagined and bloody hell, he’d spent a lot of time trying to imagine what it would be like with Natasha. It was amazing, mind blowing, the most pleasurable experience of his life. Fuck, he’d never had sex before that came even close to what it had felt like to sink his cock into his PA and when he’d come for a moment he really thought he might di
e from the pleasure of it.

  Eric had to face it, making love with Natasha was the most mind blowing experience of his life which excited the fuck out of him and also scared the crap out of him. He’d worked hard to keep an emotional distance from women and always picked girlfriends he knew there was no risk of him falling in love with, but as he glanced down at the sexy, gorgeous woman under him, he suddenly felt a stab of fear for his heart. Could this be the one and only woman to ever possibly own it? The thought of being that vulnerable that exposed to another human being scared the crap out of him. He’d been hurt too much as a child to deal with his heart being broken again now.

  ‘Toughen up you stupid bastard and stop being such a fucking idiot.’ He chastised himself silently. They were only here for a week and he would walk away at the end of it.

  Despite his thoughts, when Natasha smiled up at him, he couldn’t help returning her smile and bending down to kiss her nose. “How do you feel?” He found himself asking her and his heart skipped when she smiled again.

  He grinned when her response was to yawn. He’d fucked her to exhaustion obviously. “Bit tired sweetheart?” He asked and watched her nod at him, her eyes heavy with her fatigue.

  Suddenly he remembered he was still in her warm body with his cock finally softening the most it had in days and the loaded condom still on. He pulled out of her, climbing off the bed, telling her he’d be right back and walked into the bathroom to dispose of the condom and to wash down his face and neck which were still damp with sweat.

  When he was done and walked back out into the bedroom, Natasha was asleep, her long lashes fanning her cheeks and he stood for a moment watching her. She had pulled the sheet over her body, hiding it from his gaze, but he didn’t care. Every sexy inch of her was committed to his memory.

  God but she was so beautiful. He still couldn’t believe he had her with him and that she was his for a whole week. He just hoped it would be long enough to get her out of his system so he could work around her again without wanting to constantly jump her bones.