Page 49 of Stuck with My Billionaire Protector

He turned us around and dropped me onto the desk. The cold wood against my bare skin made me gasp. His hands moved up my bare thighs, pushing them apart as he settled between them. He put his hand on my chin, lifting it ever so slightly so our eyes met.

“You sure you want to do this?” he asked.

I gave him a nod. “I’m sure,” I said without hesitation.

Aidan smiled, then he leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on my lips. He pulled back slightly, looking deep into my eyes before his tongue slipped inside my mouth. I sucked on it hungrily as my arms wrapped around his back. His hands ran along my waist and moved up to my breasts, lifting them and squeezing gently as he brought his lips back to mine.

Our tongues danced together, and we moaned. I felt the hardness of his cock pressing against my thigh. I shifted slightly rubbing it between our bodies. My hands reached for his belt buckle, but he grabbed my wrists and pinned them to my side. I whimpered as his lips moved to my neck.

“What are you doing?” I asked breathlessly.

He chuckled softly, kissing up my neck and across my jawline. He lifted my arm above my head as he continued to explore my neck with his lips and tongue. I could feel his erection growing against my leg. He broke away from my neck and looked at me.

“What are you waiting for?” I persisted.

I pushed at his chest, and he released my hands. I undid the button on his pants and slid the zipper down. He took off his shoes and socks then he pulled his pants down. He kicked them aside and came back to me. He pressed me against the desk. He wrapped my legs around his waist, and I gasped when I felt his shaft brushing against my pussy. His large hands gripped my ass, pulling me tightly against his hardness.

Aidan kissed me deeply as his hips moved slowly between my legs. He was moving so slowly and steadily that I knew he was teasing me. Finally, he spread my legs wide with one hand and began to stroke my pussy. A moan escaped my lips as I pressed against his fingers.

His mouth found mine again. We kissed harder and more urgently as he rocked his hips between my legs.

“Oh god, Aidan! Please, Aidan… I need you inside me,” I pleaded.

He smiled, removed his fingers, and entered me with one long thrust. I cried out as he filled me completely. My hands flew up to grab his shoulders as he began to move faster. Our mouths separated momentarily as he grunted and buried himself deeper inside of me. I wrapped my legs tighter around him as he fucked me. It didn’t take long before I felt my release creeping up on me.

I tightened my grip on his shoulders as I orgasmed. Aidan groaned as he reached his climax, filling me with his seed.

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Present day

The wind ruffles my curly brown hair as I push through the heavy glass door. My heels click against the marble floor as I make my way to the front desk where Riley is seated. My hands comb through my hair, trying to tame the mess caused by the wind.

“I am so late. Is Mr. Stone in yet?” I ask, panic laced through my voice.

Riley’s green eyes meet mine. Her pink-painted lips widened into a grin. “He came in a few minutes ago. You’re fine.” She reassures me with a wave of a hand.

“Great. I’ll see you later,” I say before turning away from her.

I quickly walk to the elevator. The door opens almost instantly, and I breathe a sigh of relief. I move inside and tap my foot impatiently as I wait for the elevator to finally reach the top floor.

I straighten my posture, wipe my hands onto the black pencil skirt hugging my curves, and pat down my white blouse. A ding sounds above my head. “Here we go,” I mumble to myself.

As I walk through the rows of cubicles, I greet my colleagues with a bright smile. “Morning, James. I didn’t know you’d be back so soon,” I say cheerfully as James turns to say hello.

He chuckles. “Well, it’s been a week. Vacations never last long enough, you know?”

“Oh, yeah. There’s never enough time to rest,” I reply vaguely. I honestly don’t really know because I can’t remember the last time I was on vacation. I haven’t had one since before Ally was born and that was over four years ago.

“You look like you need a break,” he says sympathetically.

I slowly nod. “I don’t even know what I’d do if I had a break since my mind is too busy to relax,” I say with a slight laugh. I push my hair back away from my face, hoping that I don’t mess it up even more.

“You look fine. Stop fidgeting.”

My eyes widen as I look at him in shock.

“My wife has the same nervous energy and is constantly playing with her hair,” he jokes.

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