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Pleasure coiled inside her, slowly winding itself tight, getting ready to unravel with extreme intensity.

“I think you’re close,” he whispered in her ear. “I think I can make you come with one tiny nibble on your breast.”

Amie arched up against him, accepting his quick thrusts, deeper and deeper. He knew her body, knew the signs that she was close, her pussy clamping down on his cock.

“Do you want to come?”

“Yes!” The word flew out without it even registering in her brain. His body still enveloped hers, a quivering mass that he would soon break apart.

He grabbed on to her chin and secured her head, their eyes locking on to one another. “You can be in charge anytime,” Milton whispered. He had a sexy glimmer in his eye. “But just remember who the last one was to beg.” Milton rolled over, taking her with him, their bodies still fused together, in one fluid motion. His hands held her back tightly, and he moved them up to cup her face. “Ride me. Finish us both.”

Amie was too caught up in the intense pleasure coursing through her veins to analyze what had just transpired. Instead she rode his cock–hard. It wouldn’t take long, she was already primed and ready to explode. He gripped her hips and held on tight, watching her bob up and down on his shaft with a strange look on his face. Desirous, yes, but also cold.

Too much to analyze. One hand lifted to his mouth and he licked his thumb. It traveled to her clit, and it rubbed and circled around until she exploded. Her orgasm whipped through her body, crippling and cramping every muscle, every tendon and nerve. She couldn’t stop her hands from clawing at his chest, no doubt leaving marks. Two seconds after her release he came too, thrusting his pelvis up one last time before she felt the warm pool of cum trapped by the condom.

He pulled her down and captured her lips, devouring her mouth just like he did her pussy the night before. They caught their breath together, in between sucking on tongues and biting of lips. Amie finally slumped against his chest, content, sated, reeling from the extreme want she couldn’t stop from taking over her body.

Amie lifted her bottom, and his soft member slipped out of her pussy. She rolled off but he didn’t let her go far, his arm cradling her against his side. He liked to cuddle. The room was silent except for the sounds of their heavy breathing. The sun had moved in the sky, and the soft stream of light that shined through the window illuminated a little more of the dim room.

“Are you into…you know…” He looked down and shrugged. “S and M?”

“BDSM? No.” Amie snorted. “I won’t lie, I did look into it, but it’s not for me.”

“Oh…good. I mean…” Milton backpedaled. The look of relief on his face as he attempted to stutter out a save was sweet.

“It’s okay. I scare the crap out of a lot of men, so your hesitancy doesn’t surprise me. Neither does your question.”

“You do like being in control, that’s for sure.”

“You didn’t seem to mind.” Amie looked up at his face and cuddled closer. Their skin rubbed together, slight friction from the sweat drying away.

“I think we both like being in control. And I think…” He stopped talking. Was he going to say that he wouldn’t be able to do it again? That he couldn’t. Did it matter? This is only for fun anyway. You hate him, remember?

Desperate for information, Amie prompted, “You think what? Tell me.”

He exhaled loudly before saying, “I think we played off each other nicely.” That was not the answer she was expecting. “For a few moments you made me forget who I was and everything that goes along with it. For a few moments, I was free. Of myself, of my commitments, it was only you and your voice that mattered.”

Wow! Corporate was getting philosophical. Corporate just said out loud that he was comfortable with her excessive sexual needs.

“You’d be open to sex with a woman who took charge?”

“Obviously, since I let you torture me last night.”

“I didn’t torture you.” Amie chuckled. “I just made sure you were concentrating on me. It’s more selfish than being a control freak.”

“However you want to spin it.”

“I guess being a high-powered business man is stressful. No wonder you liked not thinking about anything.” She could sort of relate. A long time ago her fate had been sealed, but she’d broken free and carved her own path. It took a long time for her father to understand that she didn’t want to have anything to do with the family business, but he finally came around.

“It’s stressful, but I do love it. I wouldn’t trade my job for anything in the world. It’s just sometimes…” He looked away.

“What? You can tell me.” Was it weird? Was it weird that only hours ago she could have tackled him to the ground and punched him, and now they lay beside one another, wrapped in each other’s arms after incredible sex. Her Spirit Path would never have guessed this one.

Milton let out a sigh. “Sometimes I wish my father and sister realized how much I have on my plate.”

“They don’t acknowledge the work you do?”

“Oh no, nothing like that. My father is very proud and very quick to tell the world how much he adores his children.”

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