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“Please—” I begged, but I wasn’t sure for what. Did I want him to stop? Or keep going? The pleasure was overwhelming.
Ben chuckled low in my ear and nipped my collarbone as he slipped a finger inside of me, his palm rubbing against that one perfect spot. My internal muscles contracted around his finger, needing more, needing something…bigger.
“Tell me what you want, and I might just give it to you,” he stated teasingly, but just a little breathless. Like he was losing control around the edges. He suddenly stopped moving inside me and a strained cry escaped my lips. “You’ve been a lot of trouble for me, Olivia, but Imightbe feeling generous today.”
“P-please, Mr. Oviatt… Please make me come.” My voice came out cracked, senses still overcome with pleasure but still not satisfied. He started moving his hand again and whispered deliciously dirty things in my ear. It was embarrassing how fast and how hard I fell apart around his fingers.
But I still wanted more. My fingers found their way to his buckle.
Ben let out a dark chuckle as he watched me fumble with the clasp.
“You always go for what you want, don’t you?” Gently, he swatted my hands away and lifted me up with ease again, placing me by his thighs. He finished pulling his pants down, leaving him only in his dark boxer briefs. Even masked underneath the fabric, my mouth still drooled at the sizeof him.
“If you want it, then take it for yourself,” Ben dared, his signature smirk never leaving his personable face.
Suddenly, I was overcome with some form of fear, but the heat pulsating from deep in my core was also undeniable. I slowly slipped his underwear past his hips, revealing my boss's absolutely enormous erection. Oh my god, I never would have thought…
Meanwhile, Ben leaned down and ripped off my underwear, hiking my dress up to my waist, revealing all of myself to him.
“So wet, Olivia. So wet for me,” he whispered as he ran a few teasing strokes against my entrance again. I felt the heat and tension building inside of me again as I watched him.
Frustrated, unable to wait, mind totally blank, I pushed him back onto the couch and lifted my hips above his throbbing dick. Once the warm tip made contact against my entrance, my breath began to hitch, my heart beat rapidly, and multiple shivers ran up my spine. I couldn’t believe it.
I was actually about to fuck my boss.
Ben eased away and replaced his dick with his fingers while he grasped behind him for his pants. He eased his wallet from a pocket and produced a condom. I watched with anticipation as he rolled it on. With one more deep kiss, I slowly lowered myself onto him. My muscles pushed back against the invasion, but inch by tortuous inch, I let him inside.
Ben nipped my shoulder as I let out a sound that was somewhere between a whimper and a moan.
“Fuck,” Ben breathed in my ear when he was fully inside of me. “Fuck. Olivia, you’re going to drive me insane.”
I tried to move, but it was entirely too much. I was too full of Ben.
Sensing my struggle, Ben shifted us so my back was on the couch, legs spread wide for him, and he began to move. From this angle, each thrust hit my most sensitive spot. I was completely breathless, lost in the pleasure.
He wasn’t gentle, and it kept my body strung tight on the precipice of snapping into a million beautiful pieces.
“Ben,” I cried out as I came apart, bursting, a bright white light behind my eyes. It was several long moments before I could gather my senses, but I came back to myself just in time to see Ben break apart, my name on his lips.
Silence filled the space, except for our labored breaths. In the quiet, my overheated skin started running cold.
What the fuck had I just done?
Chapter 9
Olivia
Ihadbeenlyingawake all night. There was no point trying to get myself to sleep again because every time I closed my eyes, I saw nothing but the image of my boss fucking me.
Every time I attempted to think of something else, I found myself circling back to how his lips felt against mine and how he managed to crumble every piece of me while building me back up all at the same time. My body continued to yearn for him, rendering me insatiable. Even as I lay awake alone in my bed, I was fantasizing about him coming into my room and touching me again. Each electrifying contact of our skin was trapped in my mind—each passionate kiss, each ragged breath, and each thrust to my craving desire. All of it stayed inescapable in my mind.
However, there was a ghost haunting me behind all those memories. I couldn’t distract myself enough. Because I also remembered how, after we had sex in his office, we both wordlessly got dressed and refused to talk about it.
I vividly remembered how I cleared my throat once I cleaned myself up in his personal bathroom and fixed my dress. Ben looked at me with a questioning gaze. Any emotion from his handsome face now reverted to indifference. The rage he expressed at first and the sexy post-climax face he donned afterwards were both gone.
“Something the matter?” he asked. The sound of his usual authoritative voice sent shivers down my spine—and not the good kind.
But what perplexed me even more was that yes, there was obviously something the matter. It surprised me he was being so evasive about the fact that we literally just fuckedin his office. It was definitely a weird thing to do, but I didn’t want to act all reactive. Maybe he had his reasons for being so cool about everything that had just happened.
