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He smiled. “That, Lydia, was a vaginal orgasm, which I can only assume you’ve never experienced before. A bit different from strumming your clit, don’t you think? I can only imagine Rebecca was saving some prime cuts for me, since she could have done this to you in her sleep.”
“She didn’t do that, no,” I wheezed, suddenly all too aware of wet sheets clinging to my thighs. “Did I piss? I’m so sorry!”
“That’s not piss, Cat. That’s the beginning of a squirt. Give it enough practice and you’ll be gushing across the room like the porno squirt queens.”
“Are you serious?”
“Deadly.” He licked his fingers. “And it’s delicious.Youare delicious.”
I felt a grin spread across my face, endorphins dancing through me. “Can I tasteyounow, please?”
“Later.” He moved from position, standing to loosen his belt, I reached out my hands as he lowered his trousers, desperate for a touch of him. He looked just like his picture, thick and meaty, with a glorious dark nest of hair at the base of him. All man. He climbed up to me, stroking his length just out of my reach. “You’re so ripe for cock.” He looked at his strewn clothes, then at the bedroom door. “Pissing hell, I don’t have a rubber with me.”
I smiled, propping myself up on an elbow to look at him. “In my bag, on the chair.”
He handed it over, and I pulled out a pack of three. He raised his eyebrows and I laughed. “They were already in my bag when I set off this morning, I didn’t notice until lunchtime.”
He smiled back. “Rebecca, the dirty cow. I guess she knew what you were up to?”
“It was her idea. She was insistent actually, made it a condition of me seeing Masque again.”
“Clever bitch,” he said. “So, she put you up to this, did she?” he climbed up to me, taking the pack from my hand.
“She knew I wanted to, she just upped the stakes. She upped them quite a lot...”
“I’ll bet she did.” I watched him tear open a packet, stomach fluttering as he rolled one on. “One thing can be said for our Bex,” he said, eyes on fire. He held up the other two packets. “She knows me pretty well. We won’t be sending her any returns.”
I could still feel the thump of my heartbeat between my legs. “I’ll be having major words with her about all this when I get home.”
“I’m sure she’ll be ready for it. Roll over, Lydia, spread wide for me.” I shifted onto my front, nerves alight as he settled himself over me. “Remind me what you said, when we arrived?”
His cock felt huge, resting tightly against my slit. “I, um... I like it rough?”
“I hope you were right.”
I squealed as he forced himself all the way in, lurching forward at the strength of his assault. He was as big as he looked, stretching me wide, but even though he fucked me like a punishment, slamming me with deep guttural groans while I whimpered like a baby, it felt so good I begged him for more. He was happy to oblige.
He obliged all night long, and even then I wanted more, losing my nerves, losing my inhibitions, losing everything until there was only the way he felt inside me.
***
I couldn’t stop looking at him, staring like a dumbass. I mean Ialwaysstare at him like a dumbass, but I was like a dumbass on steroids. I finished up yet another coffee and Trevor White was right on hand to grab me the pot. He poured a refill with a smile, edging his chair closer to mine in the process. James had been right, there was a definite thing going on there.
I made to meet James’ eyes, to see if he’d noticed the invasion of personal space, but he wasn’t looking at me. He hadn’t looked at me all morning in fact. He’d missed breakfast and walked briskly to the office, speaking barely a word other than to confirm the day’s itinerary. I’d let it slide, but my heart was in my stomach, all churned up. Horny, and happy, and exhausted, and scared. I was scared. What if I wasn’t good enough for him? Why wouldn’t he look at me?
We had lunch with the WHM team, and James stayed embroiled in conversation with their data warehouse manager, leaving me with Trevor. I made polite conversation, easing away from anything too personal, and trying to avoid gazing at James’ back like some lovesick puppy.
“So, when will you guys be down again?” Trevor asked, a hopeful sheen in his eyes. He pushed his glasses up his nose and leant in close, swatting my elbow with an over-friendly hand. “We sure like having you around.”
“I don’t know yet,” I said, honestly. “Phase two begins next week, so I guess whenever we’re ready to go live.”
“Soon, I hope. Next time we’ll have to do that social, I’ll show you the Brighton nightlife.”
“I look forward to it,” I lied, thanking the heavens that James was ready to resume.
Once again he didn’t meet my eyes.
***
