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Hunter
I wasn’t supposed to fuck her.
I mean, I hadn’t officially hired her just yet, but I was still her boss, which meant I’d already crossed so many lines that HR would have a field day.
Elaine had warned me that there weren’t any more options other than Morgan’s firm, which meant that I couldn’t fuck this up, and I’d already done exactly that.
I’d lost control.
For her.
I glanced down at the tiny little woman in my arms, and I squeezed her a bit tighter. Every inch of her was perfect, from her big, beautiful tits, to her round ass, to her gorgeous curvy hips. She was the kind of woman that I didn’t have to worry about snapping in half as I fucked her. I could be as rough with her as I wanted, and she would take it.
She had taken it.
My cock sprung to life as I recalled the soft velvet of her perfect pussy clutching at every inch of me. Swallowing back my groan, I wound my arms around her a bit tighter, reveling in the feeling of her little body flush against mine.
I held her for a long time because a part of me didn’t want to let go. She snuggled against me, and a possessive feeling billowed in the pit of my stomach that I didn’t quite recognize.
When she started trembling, I pressed my lips to the top of her head, and a soft sigh of contentment escaped her lips.
I’d never fucked one of my employees before. I knew that my reputation said otherwise, but that was simply because I played into it. Women threw themselves at me all the time, but I didn’t have time for anything other than a quick fuck every now and then. I always broke it off before things could get serious. I had my company to run. I couldn’t waste my time on anything other than work.
What was I going to do with this one?
The thought of just sending her home made my heart wilt a little. I didn’t want this time with her to end, so I decided it wasn’t going to. Not until I put her to bed tonight.
I’d deal with the fallout in the morning after I figured out what I was going to do.
For now, I was going to enjoy every moment I had left with her. Maybe tomorrow she’d be angry with me. Maybe she’d walk away all on her own, but I hoped she wouldn’t. I needed her, and I’d taken advantage of her.
She was the one that had turned the lock though. She’d decided to stay when I’d given her the chance to run.
As far as I was concerned, she was mine for the night.
When she began to stir in my arms, I cleared my throat. She stilled for a moment at the sound, then gently pressed closer against my chest, her head tilting up to meet my gaze.
The brightness in her pretty green eyes took me by surprise. They sparkled with a mixture of curiosity and a certain kind of clarity that comes from being completely sated for the first time in one’s life. There was a depth to her gaze, as if she was trying to read my thoughts, like she was trying to understand us, yet I didn’t have any answers for her.
As she nestled against me, I caught the scent of her perfume—it was light and floral, with an undertone of something richer, maybe vanilla. The fragrance was comforting and enticing all at once, adding to the intoxicating aura that surrounded her.
Feeling her body against mine was both a comfort and a torment. The softness of her curves as she snuggled into my lap, the warmth of her skin through the fabric of her disheveled clothes—it was all incredibly real and yet surreal. There was a gentleness to her movements, as well as a contentment in the way she leaned into me, as if she found a sense of safety and belonging in my embrace.
It was unbearably sweet.
As I held her, feeling the weight of her body against mine, I knew that this night would change things. There was no going back to being just client and PR consultant. We had crossed a line, but in that moment, none of that mattered.
Tonight, she was mine, and tomorrow, if she wanted, we could pretend like this had never happened.
That would be up to her.
“Stand up,” I directed. I steadied her as she gracefully climbed off my lap, allowing myself to fully appreciate the way her tits were still on display for me, how her shirt had only one or two buttons that had survived our fucking, and the fact that her lower half was still fully bare. Adorably, she reached her hands in front of herself, trying to cover her swollen pink pussy, and I gently knocked her hands away.
It was still glistening with her arousal, so much so that it was stringing between her thighs.
It was achingly beautiful.
“Get dressed. Keep your tits just like they are unless you need them spanked again,” I dictated, and her face turned the most beautiful shade of red. Her blush blossomed across her cheeks slowly, and the sight of it made my cock rock hard.
