Page 88 of Secretary Seduction


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“I wanted to be there, sweetheart. I liked my part, controlling the room. But when it comes to being inside you, I want it to just be me. For the first few times at least.”

He emphasized his point by claiming my lips again, his kiss just as demanding and intense as he was. I fell into it, forgetting entirely what we’d been talking about as we stripped each other. We stepped into the shower, the hot water cascading over us, but I couldn’t pay attention to anything but his hands on my skin as he dragged me against his chest.

I wasn’t sure this shower was doing any good on actually cleaning. We were both too busy kissing and touching one another to actually pick up the soap. I couldn’t help it. Sliding my slippery body against his was drawing out deep growls from him that gave me goosebumps. Tingles spread along my skin, everywhere our bodies touched. I was a panting, moaning mess and I completely forgot about getting clean until the water started to go cold.

“Fuck,” Grayson growled, shutting off the tap.

My body was starting to tremble, both from the shock of the cold water and the arousal coursing through my system. I needed Grayson’s hand on my elbow to steady me as I stepped out of the tub, grabbing two towels from the closet beside the shower.

“I-I’m sorry. I should’ve warned you about how long the hot water lasts. You said you wanted a shower, and I distracted you and–”

He didn’t give me a chance to finish, yanking me against him and plundering my mouth. My feet left the floor, and I gasped when he spun us around, sitting me on the bathroom counter. We attacked each other, hands everywhere, until I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Grayson, please…”

He growled, kissing me hard before jerking down to snatch his wallet out of his slacks on the floor. I waited impatiently for him to pull out the condom, taking it from him when he stepped back between my thighs. He chuckled, but didn’t fight me on it, resting his hands on my hips as he dragged his teeth along my neck. My hands shook, trying to open the condom, and I paused at least once, losing focus when he spread my legs wider and brushed his thumbs along the creases of my thighs. So close to where I needed him, but not close enough.

I finally managed to open the condom, taking advantage of the moment to admire him. He was all muscles, like someone who exercised daily, and his erection was just as handsome as he was, long and not too thick, and already leaking, proving he was just as affected as I was.

“Put it on, Julie,” he demanded, making me shiver again.

I rolled the condom down his length slowly so that I could really feel him. He took my wrists, tucking them behind my back and holding them there with one hand, his other hand on my hip dragging me closer to him.

“I’ll let you play later. Right now, I need to feel that sweet pussy.”

I whimpered at his rough words, nodding my head. He didn’t tease me like Luka or draw it out like Bennett. He pressed against my entrance and thrust in just slow enough so that he wouldn’t hurt me. It was exactly what I needed, and I twisted my wrists, wanting to get closer.

“Keep it up, Julie, and I’m gonna have to stop to spank that beautiful behind. I’m in control, remember?”

I bit my lip. I hadn’t realized that was still happening and more heat flooded my system at the thought. He kept his thrusts smooth until he was fully seated inside me. When he didn’t start moving right away, I pouted, making him chuckle. He ran his thumb along my bottom lip, smirking at me.

“I’ve been waiting months to be inside you, sweetheart. Don't rush me.”

It was so different from the other guys, who didn’t seem to have a problem with me being demanding. Granted, Grayson didn’t seem bothered either, just amused. I didn’t want to irritate him by being demanding, so instead, I licked my lips, purposely grazing his thumb to urge him to continue.

His face fell a little, and he pushed his thumb in farther. I let him, sucking the digit and grinning when he groaned and his hips jerked.

“Brat,” he growled. He complained, but he wasn’t removing his thumb either. I kept up my ministrations, moaning around his thumb when he started moving again. His eyes were glued to my mouth, and when he finally pulled his thumb away, he replaced it with his tongue, his hips still snapping against mine.

My moans grew louder, each push of his cock inside me grazing my g-spot perfectly. I felt myself climbing towards release, the tingles I felt earlier expanding to full-blown bolts of lightning that shot straight to my clit with every thrust. I was getting close when he pulled out suddenly, dragging me off the counter and spinning me around. He put my hands against the mirror, locking eyes with me through the reflection.

“You need to watch.”

I stared at him, my eyes wide, as he pulled my hips back and pushed back inside me. I’d never looked in a mirror while having sex before, and my mouth fell open as I watched him pound into me. There were parts that I really liked, like watching the way his body moved against mine, the way his tanned skin flushed, and his face tightening as he growled. But then my gaze moved to me and I shut my eyes automatically. I was nowhere near as sexy as he was, and even with my eyes closed, I was suddenly hyper aware of all my flaws.

“Open your eyes, Julie,” Grayson demanded.

Forcing my eyes open, I locked them on him. He shook his head, grabbing my arms and forcing me upright with his cock still buried inside me.

“Look at you. Look how perfect you are.”

Grimacing, I shut my eyes again. “I-I can’t…”

He landed one stinging slap on my butt, making me jump, and my eyes flew open again. His were narrowed, stubborn as he grabbed my chin and forced me to look straight at myself in the mirror.

“You are perfect. Every single inch of you.” His hands shifted, sliding along my skin to cup my breasts. “Even models would be jealous of you. I’ve spent weeks imagining what you look like under those sexy little outfits. If I could, I’d spend days worshiping you.” His hands moved again, over my sides, to my hips and stomach. My face flushed, embarrassed, but he never stopped.

“Watching your tits bounce as I fucked you nearly made me come too soon. The same thing happened the other night with Luka and Bennett. I’d only planned on watching, but seeing your delectable body writhing and bouncing was too much for me to bear. I had to jerk off just to avoid the temptation of taking you with an audience.”

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