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“Avery, it's not like that,” he said. “If you don't want me, that's fine. It's probably better that way, for both of us anyway.”
“Who said I didn't –” I started to say the words but realized how bad it would be and stopped myself. “Spencer, we both agree that it's not a good idea. You're my boss.”
“I get that, I do, but –” he stopped himself.
Neither of us spoke for a second. We just stood there and stared at each other, willing the other one to say it. Hoping that one of us might break and admit our desire for one another. I wasn't about to do it first, not with my job on the line. I could lose everything if I screwed this up.
Spencer closed the distance in the foyer, and instead of words, he used his mouth to answer any lingering doubts I might have had about his intention. That night, I feared it might have been the wine talking, but now he was stone-cold sober, and his lips were plastered onto mine, his tongue dancing over mine.
He held my face in his hands as he kissed me, my own hands were on his chest. I felt the smooth muscle underneath his suit tense up as his hands moved lower, caressing my shoulders.
“We can't –” I whispered against his lips.
Spencer sighed and stopped kissing me, likely expecting another rejection. Except this time, my body ached with a need I couldn't explain. It burned with an inner fire that was driving me crazy. It was like I needed to be filled with him, and then, I completed my sentence.
“I mean, we can't do that here,” I said. “The girls could come down and catch us.”
A devious grin spread across his handsome face. “Agreed. Let's go upstairs.”
My mouth grew suddenly dry, and I wasn't sure I could form the words, so I simply nodded. I wanted this. I wanted this, and it was really happening. It made me wet just to imagine removing that suit from his body and kissing the toned, strong skin of his chest. To have my mouth all over his body was one of my greatest fantasies, and I wasn't sure I could deny myself any longer.
We hurried to his bedroom, which was luckily down the hall from the girls' room, and before the door was even closed behind us, Spencer had me in his arms, lifting my shirt up over my head, and kissing me down the length of my neck. I felt his erection pressing into my body as we walked backward toward the bed. I slid his suit jacket off, letting it fall to the floor. His tie was next, which he took from my hands instead of letting it fall.
Spencer lifted me up, throwing me down atop his king-sized bed. He stared down at me with hunger in his eyes, and it sent a shiver down my spine. He bent down and hovered over me, kissing my neck and nibbling along the collarbone as his hands fumbled with my bra until my breasts were free. His mouth found my nipple right away, and he sucked gently on it, staring into my eyes as he rolled his tongue over the sensitive flesh.
“Yes, yes,” I whimpered.
Arching upward, I begged with my body for all of him. I needed him more than anything in that moment. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him into me as he sucked on my breast. My hands moved through his hair, which felt like silk against my skin.
Spencer reached down, slipping a hand underneath my skirt. My panties were soaking wet as he slid his fingers underneath them. He teased my clit while sucking on my nipple, bringing about a whirlwind of pleasure unlike anything I'd ever experienced before.
He moved to my other nipple, flicking his tongue around it as I whimpered and groaned, pleasure al
ready building up in my body. It felt so good, I never wanted him to stop. When he took my nipple between my lips, he buried a finger deep inside of my aching pussy at the same time, and that was it.
I came, hard, thrashing, and holding onto him for dear life as the purest ecstasy I'd ever known rocked my entire body. Spencer's teeth rubbed against my nipple, causing an even more intense sensation to wash over me.
“Spencer, yes... God, yes,” I cried out.
My pussy spasmed around his fingers as the most intense orgasm I'd ever had tore through me. As soon as my body relaxed, and my breathing returned to normal though, I was reaching for his belt. I wanted more. I needed more. My hands were still trembling, but I needed all of him. I needed to feel him inside of me, and I needed it right then and there.
Spencer helped me get his belt off, tossing it aside. At that point, I noticed he still had his tie lying next to us on the bed. With a salacious grin, he took hold of the tie and wrapped it around my wrists, tying them together, leaving me completely helpless and unable to touch him. Then, he dropped lower on my body.
“Please, Spencer,” I begged. “Fuck me, please.”
“Not just yet, I'm going to enjoy you for as long as I can,” he said, his voice low and gravelly.
He moved me up onto the bed and dropped his face between my legs, dotting kisses on my inner thighs. He removed my panties, sliding them down my legs, and tossed them aside like every other article of clothing – except for the one binding my wrists.
“Do you want me, Avery?” he asked.
His question took me by surprise. I mean, wasn't it obvious?
“Yes, very much,” I murmured.
“Would you like my tongue buried deep inside your sweet little pussy?”
“Mmm,” was all I could muster.
