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  “Well, I’m thankful you chose me. A little surprised, but I hope that I was able to make your first time special for you.” He reached out to take her hand. “So what was it about me that made you decide I was the one?”

  He watched her blush again before finally speaking in a voice so soft he had to strain to hear her. “I liked you. I’ve always respected you but I didn’t know that you wanted me too. You never gave any indication of that.”

  Eric stared at her in amazement. Fuck, he was a better actor than he thought if he’d managed to keep the intense burning desire he felt around her, from her.

  “You’re just so beautiful, so responsive, so sexy.” He kissed the delicate skin on her wrist before continuing. “You’ve driven me crazy watching you in the office sometimes and it’s taken all my self control not to throw you over the desk and make love to you.” He watched colour flood her cheeks again and the fine tremor that ran through her body. “Have you finished eating?” He asked and Natasha nodded.

  He walked around to her chair and put his hand out to help her to her feet. “How about that shower?” He asked.

  “Ok.” She smiled in response and Eric struggled to keep his expression calm when inside he was bursting with the desire to see her naked again and to run his hands over her body.

  “Come with me then.” He took Natasha’s hand and led her into the bathroom. Once they were standing near the shower, he pushed her robe off her shoulders, standing to look at the vision that she was naked.

  He kissed her gently before stepping back to let his eyes travel down every gorgeous inch of her. “God you’re so beautiful.” He told her before kissing her again. He kept his arms by his sides, determined not to touch her because they were there to have a shower, not for him to find another excuse to fuck her. When Natasha’s arms came up to circle his neck, he groaned. “No baby.” He grabbed her arms pulling them from around his neck, groaning again when he saw the hurt look on her face. “Oh god Natasha, don’t look at me like that. I want you baby, believe me, but not here, we’re here to have a shower.” He turned on the water, adjusting it until the temperature was right. He shed his towel and stepped under the spray, pulling Natasha under with him. She fell into his arms and he held her against him, his cock sandwiched between their bodies. She started rubbing against him and although his cock was screaming ‘yes,’ he pushed her away. “Stop it Natasha.” His tone warned her off. “We’re here to have a shower.” When her face fell, he grinned. “Insatiable aren’t you? I think I’ve created a monster.”

  Ignoring the overwhelming urge to throw her up against the tiles and fuck her senseless, Eric soaped up a washer and slowly began to bath her. Gradually he worked his way down her body, over her breasts, stomach and spent extra time and care gently washing her between her legs. While he washed her he tried to occupy his mind with spread sheets anything to keep his mind off the desire to spread her legs and drive his rigid cock deep inside her pussy. This was getting crazy now. He’d always prided himself on his control and now he seemed to have none at all. He should be too old to get a hard on over some tit and ass but he had all the control of a 14 year old boy around her.

  When he finally made his way down to her feet, he got her to lift them one at a time so he could wash them. She braced herself on his shoulder so she wouldn’t overbalance which put his eyes in line with her little strip of curls. He groaned to himself. ‘Good move Eric deciding to bathe her.’ Once he was finished, he straightened, painfully aware that his cock was standing eagerly between them and although he wasn’t sure he’d be able to take Natasha’s hands on him without blowing his load all over her, he held out the wash cloth and said. “My turn now.”

  He held his body tense while she started washing him, her touch tentative since he was probably the first man she’d ever washed. She worked her way down over his face, neck, chest, arms and when she moved down over his stomach, his muscles tightened and his cock jerked in anticipation of her touch.

  Carefully she soaped up his cock and he ground his teeth together as he fought for control. God, if he didn’t stop grinding his teeth, he was going to need repair work done by his dentist at this rate.

  He was just holding it together, just, when Natasha looked into his eyes and with a tiny smile, dropped to her knees in front of him. Oh hell, she wasn’t was she? Then her lips closed around his cock, yes, she was. Fuck what a sight it was to see her before him, on her knees and her mouth moving up and down on his rigid shaft, watching himself disappearing between her lips and reappearing.

  Eric groaned, his hands moving to her hair, tangling in her wet curls. He tried hard not to thrust into her mouth since he knew women in the past had complained that he was so big, they had struggled to accommodate all of him without almost gagging on his length.

  It was hard though when her lips wrapped around him, alternatively sucking on him firmly before flicking her tongue over the head and he felt the pre cum trickle out only to be licked away by Natasha’s hot, sexy tongue.

  She was like a woman possessed on his cock, sucking him in deep, cupping his balls in her hands then licking up his length and flicking her tongue over the swollen head of his shaft. He could feel his legs starting to shake. Natasha’s hands curled around his buttocks holding him closer and she began to take him into her faster and faster, sucking on him, her head bobbing up and down as she took him deep into her warm moist mouth.

  Despite being under the water, he could feel himself starting to sweat. How far was she prepared to take this because he knew he was not far off coming and he was going to blow spectacularly. Unable to control himself, he thrust forward, feeling his cock hit the back of Natasha’s throat but she was still coping ok. Trouble was, he wasn’t. He was about to blow.

  “Natasha… baby.” He gasped. “Stop, please. I’m… I’m going to come. You don’t want that… I don’t expect you to do that. I don’t have to come in your mouth.” As he struggled to gasp out the words to stop her, he tugged on her hair in an effort to get himself out of her mouth before he blew but she had a hand closed around the base of his cock and her mouth wouldn’t release him. If anything she sucked on him even harder and he knew he was lost.

  She pulled away from him to look up at him which made Eric feel a mix of relief and disappointment. His cock suddenly bereft of her lips bobbed and he ached desperate for his release. With a small smile, Natasha bent forward and wrapped her lips around him again which made him groan and his cock jerk enthusiastically in response.

  He still felt obligated to try and stop her one more time though. “No baby, damn, you don’t have to do this. Fuck your mouth, what you can do with that sexy mouth. I’m warning you baby, I can’t hold on much longer.” He tugged on her hair again, but she ignored him and increased the pace, her mouth working up and down the straining length of him. Fuck but she was amazing. The way she sucked on him she treated his cock like it was her favourite icecream.

  When she suddenly sucked on him hard, drawing him right to the back of her throat, he knew he was lost. “God Natasha.” He yelled but when she grazed her teeth lightly up the hard length of him, that was as much as he could take. “Fuck Natasha.” His balls drew up against his body and he felt the pressure move from his balls along the length of his cock before he exploded into her mouth, pumping uncontrollably. “Fuck, fuck, FUCK!”

  He knew he was flooding her but she seemed to be keeping up and she swallowed his cum as fast as he pumped into her warm, moist mouth. He was surprised that she swallowed as his previous girlfriends had always spat rather than swallow. In fact they had completely refusing to swallow, but not Natasha, she gulped it down. Finally he finished, his cock jerking with aftershocks as she released him and stared up at him. He stared down at her in surprise, in wonder, in awe of what she’d just done and bent down to drag her to her feet, cupping her face in his hands. “God sweetheart, you’re amazing. Where did you learn to do that?” Alt
hough knowing that she had to have brought some other man that much pleasure with her mouth made his stomach tighten. To think that his sweet natured, gentle PA could give such an incredible blow job. If he’d only known he worked every day alongside of a woman with one hell of a mouth.

  When he looked down at her he was surprised when she blushed. “I’ve never done that before.”

  “What? You’re kidding me. Baby, you’re a natural.”

  “So you like it?” Her voice sounded unsure to him.

  Did he like it? Did she even have to ask? The fact that he’d nearly choked her on a load full of cum and she had to ask? He pulled her into his arms. “Do you even have to ask?” He kissed her.

  He leaned back from her so he could see her face. “Now it’s your turn.”

  Natasha stepped back. “Oh no Eric. I think I’m clean now so please can we get out of the shower? I’m starting to look like a prune.”

  When she held her fingers up to show him how wrinkled the skin was, he laughed. “Well we can’t have that now can we?” He said, shutting off the water.

  Gently he spent the time drying her body, even making sure he’d got as much moisture as he could out of her hair, then wrapped her in a towel. Once he was finished drying her hair, he started brushing it for her, taking the time to make sure he didn’t snag any tangles and hurt her. He just loved to touch her and even the simple act of brushing her hair pleased him.

  When he glanced at her in the mirror she was smiling at him. “What are you smiling about?” He asked.

  “I’m just surprised. Mr Big Corporate Business Man brushing his employee’s hair.” She said teasingly.

  He swatted her on the buttocks with the hair brush and she squealed. “Are you being cheeky to your Boss?”

  “Me? Never.” Her look was wide eyed and innocent but he could see the laughter gleaming in them. God she was gorgeous. He loved these exchanges with her. She was quick witted and a little sassy and he loved that about her. Damn, but he could love her. As soon as that thought entered his head, Eric felt his heart leap in his chest. No, he couldn’t fall for her. He wasn’t going to fall for her. She was here for him to work out of his system, nothing more. He didn’t fall in love with anyone. He’d spent all these years protecting his heart from more pain and he wasn’t going to let his PA get under his skin now.

  Shaking his head to clear the thoughts from his mind that were enough to have him panicking if he thought about it too much, he grabbed Natasha and swung her into his arms, carrying her through to the bed where he tossed her, grinning when she squealed and bounced on the mattress.

  He dropped to her side ripping the towel open so he could look at every delicious inch of her. Determined to get his mind back on what their week alone was all about he reached out to touch her. “Now it’s your turn.” He said.

  Natasha gazed up at him. “It’s my turn for what?”

  He could tell from the look in her eyes she knew exactly what he was talking about. “You know what.” He tugged at the towel until he’d pulled it out from under her and tossed it aside. He didn’t do anything for a few moments, just stared into those stunning eyes of hers which were looking straight back at him. He felt his cock twitch and he cursed how easily she could get him desperate for her again. He wasn’t used to being so out of control and he wasn’t entirely sure he liked the fact that this woman had the power to rob him of it. Still, unable to help himself, he bent his head to kiss her before meeting her eyes again. “God you’re so beautiful.” He told her, his gaze moving down her body, watching as her nipples hardened. He couldn’t help the hint of a smile that curved his lips when he saw her reaction. He might be out of control, but it made him feel good to see that she was as affected by his presence as he was with hers.

  He opened his lips around one of her nipples, sucking it into his mouth, laving it with his tongue until he felt it form a hard peak. He reached out and cupped her other breast in his hand, brushing his thumb over the nipple until it had hardened under his touch too.

  Eric felt Natasha’s hands in his hair raking through the strands as he lavished attention on her breasts. Her touch was gentle, exciting him despite the fact it was only his hair she was touching. His cock hardened and he silently cursed his own weakness. Fuck but she’d just made him come with that sexy mouth of hers and here he was, sporting a damned hard on again, wanting nothing more than to bury himself in her heat.

  He forced himself to get his arousal under control and slowly moved his hand down her body until he cupped her between her legs. He trailed his fingers on down her thighs, caressing her silky smooth skin. He could hear the catch in Natasha’s breathing and her subtle movements to try and encourage him to put his hand back at her moist core. “Patience sweetheart.” He glanced up at her.

  He teased his fingers through the strip of curls that protected her sex and grinned to himself when he heard her breathy. “Eric, please.”

  “What do you want?” He asked.

  “You know what.” Her voice was little more than a whisper.

  “This?” Teasing her he moved his hand down her thigh.

  “No.” He could hear the frustration in her tone.

  “This?” He cupped her mound.

  “Eric.” She started shifting under his hand.

  “What about this?” He plunged a couple of fingers into her wet pussy and she bucked up against his hand. He curled his fingers inside her searching out her g-spot and he knew he’d hit it when her hips bucked up off the bed.

  He pushed a third finger into her and began to brush over her clit with his thumb. He circled it and rubbed it listening as her breathing increased and he could tell she was getting close to her orgasm. Eric could feel her muscles tightening around him, drawing his fingers deeper inside her and she reached out tugging on his arms, trying to pull him over her body.

  “Please Eric.” Her eyes were desperate and needy.

  He pulled back. “No Natasha.” He removed his hand from her watching the frustration rising in her, the tension invading her body.

  “Eric please, I need you now.”

  “No baby, this is for you.” His words said one thing, but his body was screaming an entirely different tune, well his cock was anyway.

  A hint of anger shone in her eyes. “Damn it Eric. I need you inside me, NOW!” She reached out for him again.

  Well fuck, how was a man supposed to ignore that? So much for his good intentions to give her this pleasure alone. “Fuck your good intentions.” The little voice inside his head screamed. “Damn it Natasha, how do you do this to me?” He asked her.

  Sitting up he reached over her to pull a condom out of the bedside drawer, ripped it out of its packaging and hastily rolled it down his very eager cock. Damned thing had a mind of its own. If he spent the entire week as hard as he was he’d definitely be suffering blood loss. Blood loss to his brain, that was. He’d never spent so much of his time hard but he seemed to be dealing with a hard on more than he wasn’t when he was around his PA.

  He sat back on his heels, running his hands up Natasha’s legs, before dipping into her wet core, testing to make sure she was ready for him. He pushed three fingers into her and felt her close around him, her pussy needy and hungry for him.

  Eric smeared the juices from her over the head of his penis before dropping onto his back alongside of her. “Get on top.”

  He smiled to himself when Natasha leapt up, her eagerness very evident in her body and expression and threw a leg over his hips, then with one hand braced on his chest, she grabbed his straining cock in the other hand, holding the head of it against her soaked pussy and began to circle his penis through her wet folds, brushing him over her clit as she rotated her hips.

  She started panting as she used his cock like a dildo, pleasuring herself. Eric struggled to keep himself under control but watching her was turning him on so much, he w
as in serious danger of blowing his load before he even got inside her body.

  “Natasha!” He finally ground out, his tone harsher than he would have liked but the truth was, she was killing him slowly taking her pleasure from him, using his body like a toy but he was flesh and blood, not a battery powered sex toy and if she didn’t shove his cock inside her soon, he was going to come, there was no way he’d be able to stop himself. “As much as I enjoy watching you having fun sweetheart, keep that up and you won’t have anything to play with soon.” He warned her.

  Deciding he needed to get the situation back under his control Eric grabbed his cock, positioning the head against the heat of her and he thrust up hard, burying himself inside her, feeling her muscles close around him in a firm embrace.

  For a while he took control, holding Natasha’s hips firmly so he could push up into her, not stopping until he slammed against her cervix. He felt the moment she took control back off him and settled into a steady rhythm of rising and falling on his cock. Slowly she increased the pace and Eric watched her face through narrow eyes as her pleasure mounted.

  She moved her hands to his thighs behind her, her head thrown back, breasts pushed forward as she bucked wildly on him, riding him like her fucking life depended on it. He could feel he wasn’t far of blowing his load and he needed her there with him. Reaching between their bodies, he lightly pinched her clit, rubbing it and squeezing it.

  Fortunately it didn’t take long before she threw her head back, his name screamed from her lips and he felt her coming, the muscles deep in her pussy, closing around him, fluttering, pressing along the length of his cock. Fuck but she was gorgeous when she orgasmed, so abandoned, noisy, wild, very different from the quiet, controlled PA he worked with.