Page 18 of Beauty and the Boss Man

Chapter Eight

Aiden

Iam going straight to hell. Do not pass Go. Do not collect two hundred dollars.

I just made my assistant come all over my face.

Should I feel weird about that?

Probably.

Do I feel weird about that?

Fuck, no.

Watching Romy come might be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

Never mind, the sight of her naked, lying on a bed waiting for me, is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

The moment she laid down, I wasted no time in removing the tiny thong, so now, she’s wearing nothing at all.

Her curvy body looks so soft and beautiful.

Not wanting to wait any longer, I unbutton my shirt and yank it off. I may not be the most attractive guy. I may not have a chiseled body or perfect six-pack abs, but I’ll make damn sure she doesn’t forget this night. I’ll make sure she has as many orgasms as she can handle.

Before I take off my jeans, I pull the condom out of my wallet and toss it on the bed in front of me. I call it my ‘just in case’ condom. At this point, I’m not even entirely sure how long it’s been in there.

But right now, I don’t care. An old condom is better than no condom at all.

Unzipping my pants, I pull them and my plaid boxers off, causing my cock to spring free. I stroke it up and down a few times before grabbing the rubber. As I roll it on, I catch the look on Romy’s face. She is propped up on her elbows, gazing at what my hands are doing.

When it comes to length, I’m about average, but girth is where I stand out. I guess it’s thick, just like the rest of me is.

My knees hit the bed, causing the mattress to sink as I make my way between her legs. She spreads them for me, giving me the perfect view of her glistening pussy.

I climb on top of her and kiss her slowly and deeply. She melts into me and wraps her arms around my neck.

When I feel her hips lift and arch toward me, I know she’s ready.

Reaching between us, I position myself at her entrance. As I begin to push in, I never stop kissing her. She moans into my kiss as she feels me stretch her. I go slowly to give her time to adjust, but once I’m fully inside, she pulls back from our kiss and looks up at me.

In a sultry whisper, she says, “Fuck me, Aiden.”

If I had even the tiniest scrap of self-control before, it all just went out the window. I’ve always preferred sex to be a bit on the rougher side—it just seems to make it more fun. But I wasn’t going to do that with Romy. She looks like a beautiful, delicate flower, and I intended to treat her as such.

The look she’s giving me, though, tells me that’s not what she wants. So, I’ll give her exactly what she asked for.

My hips begin to move faster, plunging into her harder and deeper. Every time she moans and cries out my name, it adds fuel to my fire.

I prop myself up on my knees and hold onto her legs for better leverage. With every thrust, her tits bounce up and down. Between that and the way she’s biting her lip, I have the perfect view.

Angling her legs on my shoulders, my hands grip her hips as I slam into her.

When she moans, “Oh, God!” I know she’s close. I reach between her legs and rub her clit with the pad of my thumb. It’s still sensitive from her earlier orgasm, so it doesn’t take much to have her writhing beneath me. Her legs begin to shake on my shoulders as I continue fucking her through her orgasm.

Her pussy feels so fucking good. I want to stay like this and fuck her all night long, but the way she’s clenching around my cock tells me that’s not going to happen.

“Fuck, Romy,” I growl through gritted teeth as I pump a few more times, filling the condom. Once our bodies still, I lean down and kiss her.

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