Page 43 of Hunter

“Come for me, Lou, let go!” he says between his oral assault and it’s the simple instruction I need to finally let go and jump into the unknown. I yelp out loud as it hits me with the strength of a freight train, to the point where I have to push him away because his tongue feels much too sensitive. He laughs softly before bringing himself up to my face and kissing me down the side of my neck as I come back down to Earth with a light-headedness in which I indulge.

Before I can say anything, he stands before me, looking like he’s about to walk away, so I hook my fingers inside the waistband of his pants. He turns back to me with a smile as I begin to unbuckle his fly and release his erection. I run the palms of my hands up and down his thighs while peppering gentle kisses all along his smooth, tanned shaft. He sighs slowly as I work my way up to doing something I’ve only ever done with Tony, and that was several years ago.

When I eventually take him into my mouth, he drops his hand to the back of my head and sighs a little louder, sounding appreciative of the flick of my tongue against his sensitive skin. My hands run to the back of his ass where I grip hold a little harder so I can move quicker against him. He can’t help but begin thrusting harder into my mouth, enjoying the new rhythm of our movements. His cock begins to pulsate and throb against my tongue, getting ready to explode, so I brace myself for it.

“Stop, Lou,” he sighs with what sounds like a huge amount of willpower, “stop so I can be inside of you.”

I flick him one more time with my tongue, to which he laughs, and then steps back to remove all his clothes. Now we are equal, both fully naked, both kneeling up on the bed, facing one another. He moans softly as he takes me in and runs his large hands up and down my body.

“Turn around,” he whispers.

Still kneeling in front of him, I feel him move up behind me, wrapping his huge arm around my waist and running the tip of his erection through my drenched folds. Upon my entrance, he leans down to my neck and then thrusts inside. I gasp over the intrusion. The last time a man entered me, it had been violent, painful, and against my will. Daniel holds still until I lean back into him and begin moving against him in gentle movements. His soft thrusts bring me back to beyond my attack, to a time when sex was fun, loving, and pleasurable.

He continues kissing down my neck as our movements get more urgent, more natural, and his hands move all along my body, over my breasts, over my stomach, and onto my hips where he holds me tight. We begin to pant as he moves harder and quicker, using my hips to anchor me onto him. Just as he begins to throb inside of me, his hand moves down to my clit and begins to circle and pinch until I explode in a loud cry and fall forwards so I am now on all fours. His thrusts intensify in this new position and it’s not long before he releases inside of me.

“Ok?” he whispers against my back, all the while I try to get my breath back. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

Before I answer, we pull apart from one another, and I kind of collapse onto the bed in a heap. He’s still on his knees, holding himself so I can’t see, but his face is sporting one of those cheeky grins I’ve come to recognize from him.

“No,” I smile back, “you didn’t hurt me.”

He leans down to kiss me chastely on my pubic bone before disappearing off into the bathroom. Meanwhile, I lie here in my post sex haze thinking of nothing but blissful thoughts as I come down from my high.

“Come here, Lou,” he says as he climbs back onto the other side of the bed. I scoot up and sink into his outstretched arms, not quite comprehending that I’ve just had sex with my boss who lives in this extremely expensive apartment. I can’t work out if I should feel happy or just plain anxious. “What are you thinking about, Lou?”

“Honestly? I’m thinking I just had sex with my boss,” I admit with a wince that makes him laugh out loud. “It’s not funny; we’ve just re-enacted the plot of a bad porn movie!”

“Gee, thanks, precisely what every guy wants to hear after they’ve made love to their…”

He coughs and looks away uncomfortably over whatever it was he was going to call me.

“I’m not talking about the sex,” I try to explain, “I’m talking about the fact that I’m your PA.”

“No, we’re dating,” he says before nuzzling into the crook of my neck, “and soon you’ll be my girlfriend.”

“Really? Is that what you want from me? I’ve never known you to have a girlfriend before.”

I breathe out softly as he delivers little kisses against my jawline.

“That’s because you covered yourself up and gave me attitude for the past two years.” I giggle while he talks against my skin. “How was I to know how awesome you are?”

“Shit!” I suddenly bolt upright in a panic, the subject of covering myself up reminds me of my brother. “What time is it?”

“Er…eleven,” he answers, completely unfazed by the fact that it’s eleven o’clock and Phoenix is going to be wondering where I am.

“Crap, I better get ready and get back. Phoenix is will be going nuts and then he’ll be marching down to your office too. Thank God he doesn’t know where you live.” Of course, it won’t take him long to find that out if he really wants to. “Where the hell is my phone?”

“Lou, relax, you can stay here,” he says lazily in response to my mad attempts to get up and dressed as fast as possible. “Phone him up and say you’re staying in the guest room.”

“Would you believe that if you were him?” I ask as he laughs over my current attitude, and it annoys me how calm he’s being. “Please, help me, Daniel.”

“Ok, ok, relax,” he says, finally getting up to put some clothes on. He paces over to where I’m flustering with my clothes and wraps his arms around my scantily clad body. “Are you sure you can’t stay? I can make pancakes in the morning, not to mention I could probably deliver at least five more orgasms your way.”

His hands move to my ass cheeks, and he thrusts his thickening erection against my core, making me gasp with renewed lust. We begin kissing again and soon he’s walking me back to the bed where we fall onto it, with him lying between my thighs, which have now wrapped themselves around his waist.

“Stay with me,” he mumbles between his intoxicating kisses.

“I can’t,” I whisper, then, with great reluctance, I gently push him away. “One day, but not today. I need to talk with him, to make sure he’s not going to lose his shit and cause unnecessary drama. Please?” He sighs before nodding his head and lifting himself off the bed. “Daniel?”

---