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  She nods as she takes another bite, and I move my hand to her other breast, giving it the same treatment.

  “You’re so fucking innocent in this dress today. It makes me think you’re a virgin, so pure and untouched.” Pink colors her cheeks, and I wonder if it’s because she’s done this so many times before me. It doesn’t matter, though. I don’t plan on letting her slip from my grasp. “Why don’t you pretend with me today, sweetie? You can play the virgin, and I can play the man who’s coming to take your cherry.”

  “Mason,” she whispers and looks down at her lap. I pinch her nipple again, and she moans, then nods her head. “I think I can manage that.”

  “Good girl.” I look at her plate to see she’s finished everything I put on it, and I smile. “Now that you’ve finished your breakfast, let’s get you dessert.”

  I reach down and unbutton my slacks, freeing my cock. Kennedy licks her lips, and her eyes widen at the sight of it. A pearl of cum forms on the tip of my cock, but I hold her back.

  “Stand up and take off your panties. Then I want you to straddle my lap and show me your cunt.”

  She blinks and bites her lip, but finally rises and does as I ask. She spreads her legs, and I push her dress up, exposing her wet pinkness.

  “Use both hands to hold your dress out of my way. I want to see that virgin pussy and cover it with my cock cream.”

  Her fingers twitch as she takes the hem and fists it with her fingers, showing me her most delicate spot. I stroke my shaft, slowly at first and then rougher. Her glistening lips make me ache to sink into her. I stare at her cunt and lick my lips, dying for a taste. Reaching out my left hand, I swipe my thumb across her wet clit and bring it to my mouth. I moan at her flavor and repeat the motion again. One rub on her clit and then back into my mouth. Over and over, the same thing. She wiggles on my lap, and I can see her arousal drip out of her cunt and run down the cheeks of her ass.

  “You’re so turned on your pussy is leaking,” I say, a little laugh in my voice.

  She blushes and dips her chin, but I shake my head.

  “It makes me so fucking hot to see you drip like this. I want the insides of your thighs constantly wet for me. I want it to be easy for me to bend you over the nearest surface and fuck you. I want you always in a dress with no panties so I’ve got easy access. I want to be able to get my cock off as soon as it twitches.”

  I scoop up a drop that’s leaked out and bring it to my mouth. I growl at the taste. It’s getting sweeter the more turned on she is. I bring my thumb back and thrust it inside her pussy, fucking her with it. The thick digit is hard to get inside, but her wetness allows for a quick glide.

  “Goddamn, Kennedy, you’re so fucking tight. My cock is going to have to break you in. You’ll need to be able to fit me in there, so we’ll have to practice fucking a lot.”

  She contracts around my thumb and I know she likes the idea of my cock being in her. I want her bare, without anything between us, because my seed needs to breed her. The thought of getting her pregnant makes my balls ache to fill her with everything they hold.

  Stroking my cock, I feel my orgasm approaching, and I point my tip at her opening. I’m thrusting my thumb in and out of her tight channel, and I allow my body to release onto it. Ropes of thick cum land on my thumb and her entrance, and I push as much as can into her. I feel her tight pussy pulse on me as she arches a little and her legs tense up.

  She cums with me, and seeing her face flushed with passion as she rides my hand makes me release even more. Growling, I coat her pink cunt with my white cream. It’s so fucking beautiful, but it’s not enough. She needs it in her, too.

  When I feel the echoes of her orgasm fade, I pull my thumb out of her and bring it up to her mouth. “Lick it clean, sweetie. I want you to know how fucking good you taste.”

  She opens her mouth eagerly and sucks it into her mouth. Her tongue flicks across the pad, and my cock twitches with need.

  “You’ve got an oral fixation, Kennedy. Looks like I’ll have to keep that mouth occupied.” I grin as she blushes and continues to suck on my thumb.

  With my free hand, I grip her ass and pull her closer to me so that my cock is at her entrance.

  “Are you on the pill?” I ask, still not taking my thumb from her mouth. She looks disappointed and shakes her head. “Good.”

  A surprised look crosses her face, and I press into her opening with just the tip. I can tell she was worried I wouldn’t take her without protection, but that’s so far from what I want. She’s excited that I’m still going to give her what she wants. But I’m going to give her so much more than that.

  “Oh, I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk, sweetie. Don’t you fret about that.”

  She lets out a little mewling sound and sucks harder on my thumb.

  I push into her slowly and feel a tightness like nothing I’ve ever felt. Suddenly, she bites down on my thumb and my eyes go to hers as I thrust into her cunt, filling her up with my thickness. For a second something passes over her eyes, but then it’s gone.

  I can hardly breathe with how tight she is, but I know something is different. I pull out all the way and set her back a little. I look down at my cock and see a tiny trace of pink, and it hits me like a ton of bricks.

  “You’re a virgin,” I growl. I take my thumb out of her mouth and she licks her lips. ‘Don’t say anything. Give me a second.”

  I close my eyes tightly, trying to wrap my head around the fact that she’s untouched and all mine. The caveman inside me is beating his chest, and I have to close my eyes and take a breath.

  “Mason, I can explain.” Her words shake me out of my thoughts, and I open my eyes to see a worried look on her face.

  “You don’t need to say a word.”

  Chapter Ten

  Mason

  I pull her back toward me and immediately sheathe my cock in her cunt. Feeling the warm tightness surround me again, I moan, but then realize Kennedy’s moan is louder. I pump into her a few times, wetting my cock and letting some of my semen spread inside her.

  But before I get too carried away, I pop her off my cock and sit her back a little, letting a few inches of space separate us.

  “Fuck, Kennedy. You’ve never been claimed before?” I wait, and she nods at me, then rocks her hips in my lap as if wanting my thickness back inside her. “I have to cum in your cunt. Do you understand? I have to mark your flawless little pussy so it’s got my name stamped on it.”

  “Mason,” she moans and spreads her legs wider.

  I can’t believe she’s untouched. I should have seen it. Those shy smiles, how easily she blushes, but she came undone so beautifully in my hands. Only my hands. I take a moment to absorb that. Pride fills me at the thought that only I can make her come undone like that.

  I pull her back down on my shaft and hold her hips tight as I bounce her on my dick a few times, wetting it again. I feel the throb of her pussy on every ridge of my dick, and I slick it up before popping her off again.

  She growls a little every time I take it away from her, and it’s adorable, so I keep doing it. I give her a wicked smile while her hands fist my dress shirt.

  “Mason, please.” She’s so pretty when she begs.

  “I never dreamed of getting such a horny little virgin,” I say, teasing her. “Show me your tits.”

  She pulls down the front of the dress, no longer shy to show me what’s mine.

  “Good girl.” I pull her back down on my cock and grip her hips. I use her cunt to jerk me off, the wet suctioning sounds getting me even hotter. I could cum from just a whisper at this point, but I like dragging it out.

  As she starts to relax, I pop her off again, and this time she grits her teeth and clings to me. “Please, Mason. Stop taking it away.”

  “You want your cum toy, don’t you, sweetie?”

  She bites her lips and whines while she nods.

  “Make sure that pretty pussy of mine sucks all the cum out of him.”
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  My eyes nearly roll back in my head as her hot pussy slides down on my cock all the way to the root. This time, she bears down on me, grinding her clit against the base, moaning loudly. Fuck, I hope everyone hears her riding my dick, but at the same time, I like knowing her pleasure is only for me. It’s a bittersweet torture, desperate to let everyone know she’s claimed but still wanting to be the only man to hear her secret sounds.

  I clutch her hair in my fist, angling her mouth so I can take it in a bruising kiss, muffling her sounds. I’m aggressive with her, but she responds by melting at my touch and allowing me to own her. She grinds down harder, and her whimpers return. She's so close to the edge; she just needs a little help. Moving my mouth to her nipple, I suck one of the soft pink buds in my mouth and give it a little teeth.

  The added pressure is all it takes, and her young virgin pussy is cumming on a cock for the first time. I’m so proud of her as she writhes on top of me, squeezing around my hot dick. Her little clenches and cries are enough to finally allow my cock to let go.

  I release my semen into her body, letting it flow as deep as it can go. Her pulses slow, and I grip her hair a little firmer.

  “Suck it all out with your cunt, sweetie.”

  She squeezes me, and I feel more cum leak out of my cock. When there isn’t another drop, I rub my hands up and down her back in soft petting motions. There is so much we need to talk about, but I don’t want to break this moment. I’ve never felt anything so intense and wonderful in my entire life.

  I place soft kisses on her cheeks and eyes before she rests her head on my shoulder. I’m still hard as rock inside her pussy, but I have no desire to pull out any time soon. If I could keep her on it all day, I would.

  Her arms wrap around my waist as I sit here, petting her. I start to hum something soft, and before I know it, she’s drifted off to sleep.

  “Rest, sweetie. We’ve got a lot to discuss.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Kennedy

  “I can’t get up,” I moan, rolling over to my side of the bed. My legs tangle in the sheets as I watch Mason step out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. He has a towel wrapped around his waist and a smile on his face. It’s been there all day. It makes him look younger. His hard body is still speckled with water. Every time I see him, I’m reminded of how big he is. He looks even bigger out of his suit. Or maybe it’s because now I can see all the hard lines and ridges of his body.

  His coldness has faded away, leaving only the Mason who can’t keep his hands off me. Or maybe it’s me who can’t keep my hands off him. I’ve clung to him all day, scared some of his coldness might return. He can flip it on and off so easily. At some point last night, he must have peeled us apart from each other.

  He’d taken me back here after what happened in the office, and we spent the rest of the day in bed. I want to spend more than a day like this. I want to lie here forever in the pleasure only he can give my body. All the worries in my life lift when I’m in his arms, and I don’t want them pressing back in. I want to dig myself into him and never leave.

  “I thought you might be worn out, so I let you sleep,” he says as the towel drops and he pulls on a pair of boxer briefs. Then he moves towards the bed, towards me. Lying next to me, he pushes some of my hair out of my face. He’s looking at me with that same hungry gleam he always gets when we touch. There’s softness behind his eyes, and it pulls my heart closer to his.

  “I could lie here forever,” I tell him. He leans in, placing a kiss on my bare shoulder, his slight beard tickling me.

  “I have an event tonight that I can’t miss. If you want to stay here, that’s fine. Or you can come with me.” He trails his fingers down my arm, making goose bumps break out on my skin. A single touch from him and my body instantly ignites.

  “Hmm.” I moan as he starts to trail kisses down my arm where his finger left off.

  My eyes fall closed, and my body has a delicious ache to it. My thighs have been spread wide all day for him, and I can feel the unused muscles reminding me of his treatment. He was either taking me repeatedly or placing his mouth between my thighs. But either way, they were open.

  I hear him mumble something about me being edible, but I can’t even open my eyes as I feel him move from the bed. I must drift off for a moment, because when I wake up, I find a plate of food sitting on the night stand.

  Missing him, I pull myself from the bed, taking the sheet with me. I want his warmth back, and I go in search of it. I really don’t want to go to an event tonight. I know I’ll have to dress up. But it’s worth it to be at his side. It’s something I’ll need to get used to. This is his life, after all, and after today I want to be a part of it. Not just because I am paid to do so, but because I want to be. He makes me feel different. Makes me feel things I never felt before. Not only that but he stirred something deep inside me when he bossed me around. When he got a little pushy, I felt like I could let go for once. It had been so long since I didn’t have control, so the loss of it was so erotic. I let him take over and didn't have to think about anything else. Only him. All I had to concentrate on was what he was doing to my body and all the pleasure he was giving me.

  I’m only his assistant, I remind myself. But it didn’t feel like that was all this was. Not with the way he treated me today. Not with the things he’d said to me as we made love, telling me I belonged to him and that I was his; that he’d always take care of me.

  He’d even told me between rounds of sex that he’d taken care of my grandpa. I lay there as he fed me snacks, and he told me he took care of everything. That his having a place to stay would never be a worry of mine again, whether I was working for him or not. I started to cry and he kissed away my tears and made love to me all over again. No, this is more than a boss and a secretary. It has to be. I can feel it.

  Heading down the hallway, I wrap the sheet a little tighter around my body and stop at the end of the hallway, looking for Mason. When I don’t see him, I walk towards his office, which is on the other side of the house. I push open the door and freeze when I see him and Finn Crate, his business partner, in tuxes and drinking from tumblers. I haven’t had any meaningful interaction with Finn, but I’ve seen him around the office once or twice.

  “Back to the bedroom,” Mason snaps, stepping in front of Finn and blocking him from my view. The coldness on Mason’s face returns, making a knot form in my throat. I turn, leaving the room and letting the door fall closed behind me.

  “Maybe you go through assistants like you do because you’re an asshole,” I hear Finn say, making me pause.

  “Speaking of which, I need another,” Mason says.

  I know I shouldn’t be listening, that I should walk away and go back to my room, but I’m rooted to the spot. I close my eyes, my heart wracked with pain. Yes, go back to my room like a good little plaything, because that’s what I am. The worst part is, he’s replacing me.

  “Another? So you’ll have two?” Finn asks the same thing I was wondering.

  “She can’t handle all the things I need, so yes. I think I’ll reach out to Jessie.”

  “Jessie is a little wet behind the ears, don’t you think?” Finn says, then laughs. “But then again, Kennedy looks like she’s still in high school. I didn’t think you’d really fuck this one.”

  I can’t take anymore. At Finn’s crude words, I run back towards the bedroom, drop the sheet, and go to the closet. It’s then I see everything is put away. All the boxes and clothes that were all over the place are all put away neatly next to Mason’s clothes.

  The sight of all our things together only makes my heart break a little more. God, I’m stupid. A tear slips free as I grab a dress and slide it over my head. I pull on a pair of flats before grabbing my backpack.

  I don’t know what I’m doing or even where I’m going. I just know I have to get out of here for a minute. Get myself together. I can’t look at him right now, because if I do, I’ll break. Who am I kidding? I’m already brea
king. The day that had been pure perfection is now crumbling all around me. I let myself believe in something that wasn’t even real.

  I can’t even be mad at Mason. I can only be mad at myself. I knew what this was. What it was from the first day he hired me. I was his whore. Nothing more. Just because he treated me sweetly it didn’t change what it was. I only have myself to blame for falling for him.

  I know I can’t stay. It will destroy me to see him with another woman. Would she live here, too? The thought makes me want to vomit. I can’t do this. I feel myself start to shake. The thought of losing something else in my life almost brings me to my knees. The weight of everything falls on my shoulders once again. All my responsibilities land heavily, and I let out a sob.

  I’ve lost everything. I feel more tears start to pour down my face as I make my way down the hallway, wanting to get out of here before Mason sees me. I stop in the living room when I see some of my belongings scattered around the room, and put into places. It reminds me that everything I own is here. Not only that, but it’s put away like it belongs here. As if this is my home, too. This isn’t your home, I remind myself. This is your place of work.

  I pull the phone out of my backpack, along with the keys that Mason had given me, dropping them on the table next to the front door. When I open the door, I see the man from this morning standing there again, only this time he’s in a tuxedo as well.

  I freeze, not sure what to do. I look over at the elevators and back to him.

  “You can’t stop me,” I tell him.

  He pulls out a handkerchief from his pocket and hands it to me. I take it from him, mumbling a thank you as I move towards the elevators.

  “No, Kennedy, I can’t. I’m under strict order to not touch you,” he tells me, coming to stand next to me as I wait for the elevator. I will it to come faster as I watch him pull out his phone. I know what he’s doing, and I have to stop him.