“See how sweet you taste,” I said into her mouth. “You are like a drug for me, Vicky, I can’t get enough of you.” She looked tired but I needed inside her. She had a sated smile on her face. “That good huh?” I asked with a cocky grin. She giggled, rolling her eyes at me then she surprised me and popped up from the bed and hopped on top of me spread eagle. I could feel her moisture rubbing against my hard dick. She was insatiable and a perfect fit for me.

“I so want to sink into you skin to skin,” I muttered massaging her breasts. They are just so perfect I couldn’t keep my hands off her.

“I’m on birth control,” she rasped out.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” I chided her.

“I thought you may be worried about me,” she said shyly.

“I know everyone that comes to parties gets checked,” I replied.

“Fuck,” I hissed as her sweet pussy milks me. She felt like heaven. Her pace quickly picked up and I could feel how swollen she was for me. She was driving me fucking crazy and I needed to come so badly and fill every inch of her, but I needed her to come first. She leaned forward and began to rub her clit on my dick, and I could feel that she was getting close. A sheen of sweat had broken out on her body and I ran my hands over her ass and along her back. Then I took her by the waist and pressed her into me harder. She began to moan louder and louder. It was the best sound I’d ever heard. She was wild and untamed as her dark hair moved frivolously about. She came hard dragging out her pleasure with control over her movements and I stiffened releasing myself into her pussy. She continued milking me and the sound of my cum began to swish between us but neither of us wanted to stop. We were a sweaty mess of panting limbs and we couldn’t get enough. Finally she collapsed on top of me and our chests rose and fell in rhythm as her sweet breath brushed over me.

My hand grazed her cheek. She curled into the gesture and closed her eyes for a brief moment reveling in my touch. As much as I was getting under her skin, she had seeped her way into my heart. This broken lonely girl had me undone. I had been celibate and scared for the last two years; meeting her and opening up to her, having sex with her, had changed my life once again. I suddenly found myself wanting things that I thought would never be in the cards for me.

She brought my palm to her mouth and kissed it. I would be a happy man to bury myself inside this woman every night. She rolled off of me into the crook of my arm. After three orgasms she must be exhausted. Her breath slowed down and I could tell that she was sleeping. Feeling relaxed and at ease I fell asleep too, knowing that this night was too good to be true. Nothing had ever gone smooth for me in the love department. When things were going well in the past, something bad always had to happen. Since my reality was tainted, I decided that just for tonight I would be happy.

Chapter 20

Vicky

I slowly woke up feeling warm and cuddly. The heavy arm sitting across my body had me pinned in place, and the masculine scent had my libido churning before I’d opened my eyes. Last night was definitely off the charts and different from the brief sexual encounters I’d experienced at the parties. My body was sore in the most delicious way. As I began to shrug out of Luc’s arms, his eyes fluttered open and his lips turned up in a lazy smile.

“Hi,” he said with a rough morning voice. That darn accent of his was so sexy; I’m turned on by his voice alone.

“Hey,” I responded feeling unsure about morning after lingo. What happened next? Did I continue to spoon with him? Did I make us breakfast? The thought of falling into some familiar routine with him scared me, the happy couple picture made me want to run for the hills. Deep down I know I couldn’t run forever. I had already got myself into more trouble than I could handle with Scott Wellington, and if it wasn’t for Luc…well, I shuddered at the thought. Besides, I knew that running from him would hurt him deeply. I could never be the cause of pain for him. He had suffered too much.

Looking at the clock beside the bed I knew my next steps had been made up for me. I needed to get up for work.

“I need to get up, Luc, I can’t be late for work,” I said, giving him a silly grin. He was just so hot that I was still in awe that he was giving me the time of day. I knew he was broken but I also knew how many women he had turned down in the past. The reality was that he’s tall, dark, and handsome, a lethal combination.

He nuzzled his nose into my neck and slowly began nibbling down. “You can be late when you are sleeping with the boss,” he muttered.

My eyes went wide, I never thought of him that way. Holy shit, I’ve slept with my boss and a guy that’s closely connected with my long lost father. This couldn’t be good. We had two strikes working against us and we had only begun to explore what was happening between us. Probably feeling my tense reaction to his words, Luc pulled his head back and stared at me like I was a skittish cat.

“You’re not happy about sleeping with the boss?” he chuckled.

I pulled away from him and pulled myself up to a seated position on the bed, bringing my knees up to my chest. “Luc, I….I don’t want to mess things up. I feel like New York is a fresh start for me and…you know, meeting Bryce and him wanting to get to know me….I don’t want him to think poorly of me for falling into your bed…” I trailed off nervously.

I began to bite my nails, which I usually did when I was nervous. “Relax, Vicky,” Luc sat up but leaned back on the headboard looking very relaxed. “I didn’t plan on telling Bryce that I was taking his daughter to bed and so what if we are working together. It’s a professional atmosphere, no one will know,” he argued, as if it was no big deal. I wanted to believe him but the fact that my body felt electric when he was around, and I got a dumb smile on my face; made me worry that this working arrangement wouldn’t be so simple.

“Stop overthinking this,” he said with his raspy accent, rubbing my thigh with his hand. His hand slowly drifted upward in between my thighs, cupping my sex, my legs turned lax and opened up to his touch. There it was again, the darn pull I felt toward him. He turned to face me and captured my lips with his. The kiss was hungry again, and I knew I was soaked between my thighs. “You’re the sexiest women I’ve ever seen, but I’ve been trained to act. I won’t undress you with my eyes when we’re at work,” he murmured through our sensuous kiss.

“Like you’re doing now?” I murmured into his mouth.

“I’m trying to get you out of my system before we get to work, although it’s going to be hard considering I can’t get my fill of you,” he whispered down my neck. He pressed his thumb against my clit and I felt my insides clench. I was hungry for him all over again.

He slid a finger inside me and I could feel myself squeezing him. “Oh, Vicky, your pussy is so greedy,” he said with a devilish grin.

“Only for that thick cock of yours.” I smirked back at him.

“I love your dirty mouth, you’re so sexual. It’s such a turn on,” he said rolling his hips between my thighs. Agh! He liked to torture me. The truth was I had become very comfortable with talking about sex since hitting up the parties over two years ago, but I never really did talk dirty with anyone. The parties had always involved more action than talk. For those guys that did have a dirty mouth, I found it a turn on but I never reciprocated. With Luc I was talking dirty because he brought the vixen out of me and his cock was so damn beautiful.

He slid into me. I was so ready for him my hips bucked into him. We tumbled and turned and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he rolled his hips into me, pushing his cock in hard and deep.