He loved it when Elena took charge. She looked incredible when she was riding him. Jason always marveled at how responsive she was, and she knew just what she needed to get off.
He loved seeing her orgasm around him. It was a beautiful sight.
Elena began to move, her hands on his shoulders as she guided her hips up and down. Jason groaned, trying not to move himself to take Elena as he wanted. He wanted to see her ride him right now, her hips moving faster and her head falling back, her eyes closed. Jason wished that he could get her naked so he could run his hands over her body without anything in the way.
Maybe later. They were tempting it enough in his office.
His orgasm was close, and from the way Elena’s gasps were hitching higher, she wasn’t far away either. Jason reached between them, finding that sensitive nub that was grinding against his pelvis. Elena’s body jerked and shuddered, twisting in his lap. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, her nails going through his shirt and into his skin. Jason felt a flash of pain, but then it was gone as his climax took over, washing over him in a way that made him feel lightheaded.
When he felt Elena’s orgasm, it left both of them shuddering. Jason was breathless, gasping for air as they came down from their high, Elena’s tight grip on his hips with her legs relaxing and becoming limp. She slumped into him, and Jason could hear her breathing heavily in his ear. Or was that what he could hear in his head? He didn’t know anymore.
After a moment, he found the ability to speak.
“Thank you.” He stroked her hair and kissed her head. “I needed that.”
“What happened?” She lifted up to frown at him. “Where did this come from?”
“I’ll tell you later. I just needed a release.” He managed a small smile. “A lot of pent-up energy.”
“I see.” Elena kissed him softly. “You will talk to me about it, won’t you?”
“I plan to tonight.” Jason gestured towards the private bathroom at the other end of the room. “You can go in there to clean up, if you want. If you haven’t eaten, I’ll order some food.”
Elena arched an eyebrow. “Are you sure?”
“Why?”
“You never have lunch with me in your office. You say that people will start talking about us.”
“Then we can take it back to my apartment. I can head out when I want, and you have the day off.” Jason stroked her cheek. “Then you can get me naked for as long as you want.”
Elena groaned. “Much as I like the idea of that, I do have my sister visiting me. I can’t neglect her for you to make me a booty call.”
“Booty call? You’re not a booty call.”
Elena grunted and climbed off his lap, gathering up her clothes. “That’s what it feels like sometimes. You treat me as a way to get your rocks off. What am I to think about the way you behave when you do that?”
Jason sighed, rubbing his hands over his face. “Elena, it’s not like that, and you know it. You’re just good at making me feel better. That’s why I asked you here.”
“You wanted someone to fuck you, you mean,” Elena snorted. She leaned over it and kissed his head. “Just be glad that I love having sex with you.”
Jason didn’t know what to say to that as Elena walked into the bathroom. But he had to admit that she was right. It had been two months since they had started their secret relationship, sneaking around away from everyone else. They were mostly at Jason’s house, which was quieter, or they snuck about at the office, sneaking kisses every chance they got. Each evening, they would be talking, sometimes for hours if they had to be apart. Elena was levelheaded and smart, and her different perspective on things, looking at Jason’s issues from another angle, was really helpful. He did look to her for advice when he needed someone to rant to.
But mostly they had sex. A lot of it, and Jason felt addicted. There were definitely times when it felt like he was using her just for that — much like just now — and Elena didn’t deserve that. She deserved better than that.
They should be making their relationship public. They were adults, and they could handle any criticism, surely? And yet Jason didn’t want to do that. He had been living with people watching him for years due to his net worth, and while he was used to it Elena wasn’t.
At the same time, he didn’t want her to feel like a dirty secret. That wasn’t fair on her.
Could he cope with their relationship being public? Could Elena?
A hammering at the door made him jump. It was then that he realized that he was still sitting on the couch with his pants around his knees. Jumping up and pulling his clothes back on, Jason did up his belt as he went to the door. The banging started again.
Who the hell was in such a hurry?
“Elena! Elena, I know you’re in there!”
Jason slowed. Someone wanted Elena? And why were they trying to get in?