Page 39 of Falling For My Assistant

“Birth control,” she replied.

Her soft moan was buried in the couch when he notched his cock at her entrance, caressing her bare bottom.

“Open for me,” he said.

Erin shifted her legs open as far as she comfortably could, his cock sliding easily inside her.

“Fuck,” he whispered, grabbing her hips as he moved, thrusting slowly into her.

Erin cried out when he buried his cock deep inside her, her hand going to her clit to tease it, circling the hard nub of flesh.

Heat shot through her, building inside her.

Sean reached down and grabbed her hand, halting her motions.

“Wait for me,” he admonished, withdrawing all the way and thrusting back inside her, moving faster.

He released her hand and straightened, his hands touching her everywhere. He traced her spine with his hands and grabbed her shoulders, his thrusts gaining speed.

She buried the small sounds she made into the couch, her hands clenched in the fabric, sparks shooting through her as he filled her.

He released her shoulders and slipped his hands under her ribs, drawing her straight. Filling his hands with her breasts, he groaned, the sound so close to her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

Her head fell back against his shoulder, and she grabbed his hand on her breast. A cry ripped from her when he moved his other hand to her pussy. His fingers slipped into the warm wetness and teased her clit, Erin’s body arching away from him.

Her orgasm crashed over her, and she grabbed his arm, her fingernails digging into his flesh, her body shaking with the force of her climax.

Tears pricked her eyes, and she closed them tightly, her pussy clenching his cock as she convulsed on him.

Sean’s loud groan filled the apartment as he came, burying his cock deep inside her, his legs shaking as he struggled to keep them straight.

Their heavy breathing was the only sound for a minute before Sean dropped a kiss on her shoulder and pulled himself out of her. He helped her stand, her legs shaky from the combination of her heels and her orgasm.

A large lock of hair fell onto her face, and he pushed it behind her ear, both of them giggling when he removed a bobby pin that hung from it.

Their eyes met, and he sighed, resting his forehead against hers.

“Shower?” she whispered, his forehead rubbing hers when he nodded.

“This way,” she whispered, taking his hand and leading him to her bedroom.

The next morning, Sean cracked an eye open, his vision filled with periwinkle.

He tried to move but couldn’t; the warm body in the bed with him draped over him.

He opened his eyes fully and looked down, the dark head of his assistant buried in his shoulder.

I slept with Erin last night. That really did happen.

He stretched, and his back popped. Erin shifted a little next to him but didn’t wake up.

I'm too old for acrobatics like that.

He tamped down his harsh laugh, a small sound escaping.

“You’re loud in the morning,” Erin muttered, opening her eyes to look at him.

“Sorry,” he replied, dropping a kiss on her lips.