Her full pink lips curved up into a smile, hot desire burning in her golden eyes. “Then you’ll have to keep me here as long as possible.” She reached to unhook her bra and let it fall away.
But before he could get a good view of her breasts she undid her bun, letting the auburn waves of her hair cascade down her shoulders and cover her chest.
That brief glimpse of her pink nipples wasn’t going to be enough for him. He needed to see her body. And he knew he would never get tired of seeing every line, every curve. Just looking at her was a pleasurable experience.
Looking was only made more pleasurable as she slipped out of her panties, the red lace sliding down her long legs.
His heart was pounding so fast it felt like it might actually explode out of his chest. “Can you see me without your glasses?”
“I can see you perfectly,” she said. “I just can’t read without them, but we’re not going to be reading, now, are we?”
“No, we aren’t,” he forced out. He set her glasses down on the night table by the bed. Simon watched as she climbed onto the bed. And then, with her hazel eyes locked on his, she wantonly spread her legs.
The sight of her glistening, bare flesh turned his mind to a fog. The erotic sight was going to ruin him before he even had a chance to touch her. He groaned. “Heather—”
“Come here,” she commanded. “Get into bed with me.”
He was one of the most powerful men on earth, yet here he was, at the mercy of his assistant. All he wanted to do was worship her. Reward her for awakening something in him he thought had been put to sleep years ago.
Wealth and his work made him powerful but handing over control excited him. He was rock-hard and all he wanted to do was bury himself inside Heather. “Let me get my clothes off,” he choked out.
“No. Forget about your clothes.” she said sharply. “There are condoms in the side pocket of my duffel bag. Get one and put it on.”
Fuck. Had she been planning to seduce him this whole time? Lust was already overriding good sense. The alarm bells going off in his head didn’t matter.
Without a second thought, Simon reached into the duffel bag to retrieve the condom and moments later, unbuttoned his pants, whipped out his throbbing erection and put on the condom.
When he got into the bed with her she let out a breathy sigh. “Are you ready for me?”
“Yes.” He reached up to rub her supple thigh, enjoying the sensation of her silky skin underneath his fingertips. “Are you ready for me?”
Heather licked her lips. “You know I am.”
As he got into position between her legs, his heart squeezed at the sight of her. She was going to be totally naked under him while he still had on all of his clothes. This was crazy. He was so desperate to have her that he didn’t even give a damn if he had all his clothes on.
Her long legs wrapped around his hips and she guided him into her. When he thrust into her wetness, the pleasure was so overwhelming he thought he might climax right then and there.
He rocked into her, a cry escaping her throat.
She held on to him, her hands gripping his hair as he pounded into her.
Heather moaned. “Yes.” Her grip on his hair tightened as he pleasured her, and her wanton response to him made him thrust into her harder. Faster.
Pleasure slammed through him so hard he fisted the sheets. There was a whole world beyond this room, but he didn’t give a damn about any of it. Heather was the only thing he craved. The only thing that sustained him.
A long, ragged groan escaped his throat and each powerful stroke into her brought him closer to euphoria.
He could feel her spasming around him. Heather was already on the edge and he was going to send her over it. Give her the same pleasure she was giving him. With her entire body writhing beneath him, he thrust into her until her breathless moans turned into desperate whimpers. When she let out a cry he knew that she had climaxed, and he went right over the edge with her, the orgasm taking away what was left of his breath.
His lips brushed against her damp forehead as he kissed her. “You are perfect.”
She laughed softly. “So are you.”
He rolled off her and closed his eyes for a second, fighting his exhaustion because he wanted to talk to her. Wanted to tell her how good she made him feel. But it was too late. The darkness crept into his vision, and he was already falling into a sleep filled with dreams of Heather.