Chapter 21 #2
"Well, I told him that I could make any assistant last for longer than a month. He challenged me, I pushed back, then he said I had to hire the first person that applied for the job, threw some money in the mix, and, well, there you were."
"But I didn't go in specifically to work for you."
"I know," I say. "But maybe, just maybe, when I saw you with your big blue eyes and your beautiful blonde hair in that very short skirt, my mind was captivated."
"So you did want me," she says, grinning.
"I think we can both admit that we wanted each other, right?" I say as I pull her top off and admire her in her bra.
She looks up at me and nods before she reaches over and tugs on my shirt. I lift it off.
"Shall we christen that mattress of yours?" I ask her.
She licks her lips, grabs my arms, and jumps up slightly. I don't hesitate to grab her under her ass and hold her to me as I walk toward the mattress.
"You're a little spitfire, aren't you?"
"I'm not that little, and I'm not really a spitfire, but if you want me to be, I can be," she says, grinning.
"I like that you're not afraid to let me know what you want."
"Oh, like you want me to tell you vocally what I want?"
"If you're willing to," I say.
"What? You want me to say, ‘fuck me, big daddy’?"
I stare at her in shock, and she laughs.
"Okay. Sorry, I couldn't help myself, but you are kind of big."
"I'm glad you like what you saw."
"I hope I'm going to like how it feels, too.”
“Oh, I have no doubt that you will,” I say as I lower her onto the mattress.
I watch as her body gets lower and lower to the ground, and we laugh.
“It’s kind of a cheap air mattress. I think we might have to blow it up before we do the dirty.”
“We can always do the dirty at my place if you want,” I say as I grab her hand and pull her up again. I can’t believe I’m calling it the dirty; who am I right now?
“No, we’re already here, and I kind of like that you’re in my space,” she says, reaching up and running her hands down my chest, her fingernails digging into my skin. I love the way that she makes me feel.
“Okay then, where’s the pump?” I ask, looking around.
I spot it plugged into the wall, so I go over and turn the switch.
We watch as the air mattress takes about ten minutes to inflate, and I decide then and there that I’m going to buy her a bed because this is not going to work out for either one of us, and this sure as shit is not going to be the only time that I fuck my beautiful Lila.
When the mattress is done blowing up, I pick her up again and lower her onto the mattress. This time, I don't let go. Instead, I lower my body next to hers.
"Are we really doing this?" she asks as she runs her fingers down the side of my face.
"I think we are," I say. “So, Lucinda wanted to have an orgy with us, did she?" I say as I unclip her bra and bury my nose between the valley of her breasts.
I kiss her soft, delicate skin and move my lips over to her nipple, where I suck and tug gently.
"She did." She moans. "In fact, she wanted a foursome. She told me that Jack would be ‘very attracted to me.'”
I growl as I look up at her and move my lips over to her other nipple, which I tug a bit harder than the other.
"Ooh," she cries out in a moan. "I wanted to tell her that I already knew that he wanted me, but obviously, I couldn't blow the secret plan."
"Obviously," I say, winking at her. "So, shall we call her?" I ask with a grin.
"You're awful," she says, pushing me back slightly.
Without giving an inch, I grab her and roll onto my back so that she's on top of me.
"That's not funny, Max."
"I was just joking," I say as I roll her back over onto her back. As much as I want her on top, I want to be able to look down into her eyes.
I then reach down and pull off her pants and underwear before spreading her legs. Her entire body is shaking as we lock eyes.
“You are absolutely gorgeous," I say as I plant my nose in her belly button and kiss my way down until I’m nestled between her legs.
She's not completely bald, which I like.
She's clean-shaven with a trail of hair down the middle.
I don't know if it was a design done on purpose or what, but I find it attractive.
I spread her legs open as wide as I can, then lower my tongue and lick up her slit. Her cry of pleasure rings around us, making me feel harder and hotter as I slip my tongue inside of her.
"Oh, shit," she says as she clasps my head with her thighs.
I eat Lila like she's my last meal. She tastes absolutely delicious. I've never known pleasure and excitement like this before. As she comes hard and fast, I groan and kiss my way up to her mouth and kiss her lips. I position my cock between her legs and look down into her eyes.
"Fuck me, big daddy," she says, and she doesn't have to ask twice before I slowly slide into her.
She wraps her legs around my waist as I settle her around the base of my cock, then I fuck her hard and fast. All I can think about is coming, and just as I feel that I'm about to erupt, I pull out and explode all over her stomach.
I grin down at her sleepy face.
"Wow," she says.
I laugh as I reach over, grab my T-shirt, and wipe my cum off her. I kiss her and pull her into my arms.
"Have you ever heard of cock warming?" I ask her.
She looks confused and shakes her head. "No. What's that?"
"It's actually just something I heard about recently."
"What? Do you want me to get a towel and warm your cock or something?" she asks.
"No, that's not exactly what it is. I can show you if you want."
"Okay." I roll her onto her side and lift her top leg. She stares at me in confusion as I slip my cock inside of her and still my body.
"Are we about to fuck again?" she asks.
I shake my head as I pull her into me and kiss her. I can feel her vagina walls tightening around my cock, and I want to thrust again so badly, but I love the feeling of just being inside of her.
"What exactly is going on?" she asks in surprise as we just lie here while I stroke her arm.
"Supposedly, cock warming is when your vagina keeps my cock warm all night long," I explain. "Without any sexual activity."
"Oh," she says, looking surprised. "Wow."
"I think I kind of want to see what it feels like, don't you?" I ask her.
I'm not sure if I'm crossing a line that I shouldn't be crossing. We're not in a relationship, but somehow, I just need to feel her, be inside of her, and remember everything about this moment.
"I think it's kind of romantic in a weird way."
"Are you calling me weird?"
"I'm sure I'm not the first person to call you weird."
"Maybe not," I say, kissing her again.
She reaches up idly and plays with my hair. "I'm tired," she says.
"Me too. We should sleep," I say. "We're going to be so warm. I think it'll be okay," I say as I hold her to me.
My right arm is already feeling stiff from the weight of her body lying on me, but I don't care.
I don't care what aches and pains I'll have in the morning, I'm just enjoying this moment too much.
I don't want to think about what it means, but it feels like something special.
Lila came into my life for a reason, and I don't think it was to be my assistant because as much as I enjoy being around her, I can tell from the way she reacted to the Whittington case that she is not cut out for this job.