“Yes, boss.” I was mesmerized by his naked body on top of mine. His rippling muscles gleaning with just a slight sweat. God he was so hot. How the hell did I get so lucky?
Several moments later, he tensed and came hard, moaning with exhaustion and pleasure.
“Fuck, Madison.” His eyes glimmered with passion, and he kissed me again, this time playing with my tongue slowly and sensually. “You’re amazing,” he whispered and kissed me into my forehead. “You’re like a drug. I can’t get enough of you.”
“I can never get enough of you either Grant.” Wasn’t that the damn truth.
I was falling for him, and there was no stopping it.
15
Grant
I was seriously getting crazier about Madison. The more I had her, the more she occupied my mind, and my dick was swollen most of the time. Even though I tried to focus on my work and present issues, I couldn’t stop thinking about the way she looked beneath me yesterday or how many times she came, squeezing my cock forcefully each time. Fucking her in the lounge was one of the best ideas I had lately, and now all I wanted was to bring her on that couch again and play with her just like yesterday.
“Fuck,” I muttered, typing furiously on the keyboard. My cock was throbbing painfully, and I needed a release badly.
Madison looked at me from across my desk. She was in my office for the past hour, helping me prepare for the meeting. “Is there something wrong?” she asked me, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
I wanted to fuck her right now, but I couldn’t because people were constantly coming in and out of my office. We’d been busy today, together all the time, but we were surrounded by others so I couldn’t do a thing to her.
“There is,” I responded hoarsely, looking seductively at her. “I can’t rip apart your pussy right now and that’s pissing me the hell off.”
Her reaction was immediate. She squirmed on her chair and her cheeks blushed. She licked her lower lip, and I followed that movement like it was my drug—I couldn’t take my eyes of it. Her plump lips were silently begging me to kiss them, and I wanted to bite into them and suck them...
“I keep thinking about you too, Grant,” she purred, and her words made me even hotter. Fuck. What was she doing to me? Today she was wearing a blouse that revealed her sexy breasts in a push-up bra almost completely, and all I wanted was to take those boobs into my hands and fondle them as I fucked her hard.
“Keep talking like this, and I’ll take you right now—to hell with anyone who might enter.”
Her eyes widened in pure lust, and I was almost ready to do just that—push her against my desk and have my way.
“I’m afraid we can’t do that, boss.” She offered me a slight smile. “We can’t afford to get distracted now.”
“Yeah, I know.” Of course I knew, but it didn’t mean I didn’t want to do it. And the way she said boss? She knew what it did to me. That’s what she kept it up. But this project was important. At least for my wallet. And she’d been so helpful and responsible. Her advice was always on point, and she was smart. Smarter than most of the associates who had been with us for years. I was impressed.
The only problem was my boner. It wouldn’t be good at all if I thought about fucking Madison right there—in the conference room—and then I got up and held a speech in front of everyone with a clearly visible erection.
Now that I thought about it, it would be amazing to fuck her there... All over that conference table...
Someone knocked on the door, and I curled my hands into fists, feeling on the edge. Fuck this.
I exhaled a long breath, in a desperate need for another “Madison” dose.
I had to pull it together. We had an important presentation today, and I couldn’t screw it up.
“Come in,” I said, willing my erection to go down and get back to work.
“Hey, Grant,” Oliver said and entered my office with a clipboard in his hand. “I just wanted to discuss some numbers with you before we present it to the others.”
“I’m going to make more coffee,” Madison said and got out of her seat. My eyes zeroed in on her tight ass as she walked away, and I was finally able to breathe a bit easier when she left the room.
Oliver was staring at me silently, and I could see a slight disapproval in his eyes. I understood the message: “Don’t fuck something up with her.”
I shook my head. “Don’t worry,” I answered. “I know what’s at stake here.”
“Good. Now, let’s get to business.”
The presentation was scheduled for the end of the day, and I was in the conference room, about to present the project to my other partners and associates. Travis Bryson and Patrick Drake, our separate partners who handled all the legal dealings within the company, were seated next to Colten and Oliver. Their office was on a different floor and they didn’t come to regular meetings, so we didn’t get to see each other much often. I wasn’t even aware they were coming, if they were here that meant this was bigger than I even realized. Which just made things more pressured. Shit.