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I felt the blood rushing to my face and the heat of embarrassment flooding through me.
I had never, in my whole life, done anything even remotely close to that. If anything, I had always gone out of my way to avoid touching people, especially men. People had always referred to me as a square or a goody two-shoes because I had never even had a boyfriend.
The truth was that I was always too busy. I played basketball, both in school and travel ball. In high school, I took AP classes because I wanted the higher-grade point average, and I also wanted those classes to count for college credit. A boyfriend would have cut into study or practice time.
While I was in college, I worked, played basketball, and took a full load of classes. I watched some of the people around me. They were just as smart as I was, maybe even smarter. However, once they got into a serious relationship, they either let their grades slip or quit school altogether. I refused to fall down that rabbit hole.
That wasn’t to say that I wasn’t interested in boys, and more than once I was very tempted. However, I had a larger goal in mind. I wanted my degrees, and I wanted to graduate at the top of my class. I wasn’t going to let anyone or anything get in my way.
Now, here I was, the first day of work: bending over and showing my butt to a supervisor. Not just showing him my ass, but rubbing it on him.
What in the world came over me?
Breathing deeply, I tried to force my face to return to its natural color, which was not flaming red. Thomas had brought over a chair. I couldn’t stop myself, and I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye, and saw that he was hiding the bulge in his pants by carrying the chair in front of him.
He set the chair next to me, but was very careful not to touch me.
I had never believed in love at first sight. However, there was something about Thomas that pulled me. It called to me. There were warm fingers inside my soul twisting it into knots and a voice that screamed in the back of my head that he was an important part of my life.
My practical brain told me to knock it off. It was just the excitement of graduation and starting a new part of my life.
The war raged between my head and my heart as he began to show me how the system worked. The deep timbre of his voice reverberated in my body as he showed me how to find and log into the company intranet. Then, he explained all of the different folders that contained the projects.
My trembling hands tried to take notes as he walked me through the process of where to find the projects for our sections. He showed me how to find the projects based on need and priority. There were two projects in our department that were labeled as priority one.
Together we looked at both of them. As he explained where to find the project details, I noted that his breath smelled like a combination of coffee and peppermint. It was a very nice smell. Then, I forced myself to focus on what he was saying.
We decided that I would start on the easier project, since this would be my first. Actually, Thomas decided. I just agreed with everything he said.
He had the faintest hint of Old Spice aftershave, which was one of my favorites. I absolutely loved that smell. It was making my knees weak and my mouth water. I caught myself licking my lips like a hungry wolf.
I shook my head. I had never felt this way in my life. I had been around other men who wore Old Spice. I hadn’t acted like a drooling, mindless, love lost woman.
We traded chairs and I followed the notes he gave me. I found everything I needed, but I was positive that I would need a refresher course in the future, because I wasn’t completely focusing on what I was doing. Besides that, I would need a reason for him to come sit by me again.
My brain was swirling with thoughts, like a multi-colored disco ball at the club. Should I? Should I not? Then, my question just flew out of my mouth as though it had a thought of its own.
“Do you want to get coffee after work?”
Thomas looked at me intently for a second. I could see the indecision in his face. Finally, he said, “There is a clear no-fraternization policy here. We both could lose our jobs.”
In for a penny, in for a pound.
“What if no one finds out?”
“Someone always finds out.” He nodded at the office gossip.
I was nothing else if not a problem solver. “You could come to my place.”
He hesitated again. I could almost see the little angel and demon sitting on his shoulders, each whispering in his ear, telling him what he should do.
Finally, he decided. “Text me your address,” he said in a voice so low, I barely heard him.
Excitement flooded through me. My heart jumped into my throat and my hands shook as I programmed the number he wrote on a piece of paper for me into my phone.
I texted him my address and not a word more.
It was almost impossible for me to focus on my work. What in the world did I do? I invited a man I just met to my apartment!
That night, I put on a comfortable dress that just happened to accent my large chest and what my friends had called an apple butt. I had some pretty decent curves, which the dress flattered.
I held my breath until I heard the knock on the door. I was half afraid he wouldn’t come and half afraid he would.
He stepped into my apartment with a bottle of wine and a pizza.
We settled on the couch and he said, “I don’t know what it is about you. This goes against everything I should be doing—yet here I am.”
“Besides the no fraternization rule at work, what is wrong with you being here?”
“That’s a big part of it. I need a job. However, you are also the boss’s daughter, and you are young enough to almost be my daughter.”
“Yet I am old enough to have two degrees, get a job honestly at an engineering company, and take care of myself. I don’t rely on my parents’ money for any of this. I am an adult. What difference does a number make?”
He smiled at me slightly, and nodded. “I guess you are right there.”
“As for being the boss’s daughter––I have to be somebody’s daughter. He’s no more or less than any other man would be.”
He nodded again. “Did you have a minor in philosophy or something? You make good arguments.”
I shook my head. “Have you met my father? My mother is just as bad. I had to spend my entire life making logical arguments for everything, including inhaling oxygen.”
“It wasn’t that bad,” he laughed.
“Dang near.”
Our laughter died down as he looked intently into my eyes.
He dipped his head and our lips met. The touch was so soft at first, like the slightest breeze gently moving across. Then, he put one hand behind my head and pressed against my mouth hungrily. He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth, and traced it, ever so slowly, with his tongue.
His mouth then devoured mine, thrusting his tongue into my mouth, probing and exploring. I moaned against his mouth as the kiss caused a million butterflies to begin fluttering in my stomach.
I put my hands around his neck and lost myself in the kiss. My hands slid down his shoulders onto his chest, which I had so badly wanted to touch earlier. It was hard and felt so good beneath my fingers. I wanted to feel his bare skin, so I slowly unbuttoned his shirt and ran my hands over his chest.
I fingered the light covering of chest hair that accented his perfect manliness. He physically embodied every fantasy that I had created late at night.
The straps from my dress slid down my shoulders, leaving me bare to my waist. Thomas drew in a sharp breath as he gazed down at the large globes that presented themselves to him.
He smiled and said, “Magnificent.”
A thumb rubbed across one of my tight red buds. He squeezed my other breast and lifted it to his mouth. His tongue traced the outer edge of my areola. Then, he blew on it. The warm breath against my nipple against the cool area where he had breathed on me made my breath catch in my throat.
Thomas sucked my nipple into his mouth, sucking it gently at first. Then, as he rolled my other between his thumb and finger, lightly, then harder, matching the sucking, I felt as though a thousand volts of electricity were racing through me, igniting fires throughout my body.
I tilted my head back and moaned, while my fingers tangled themselves in his hair and then ran up and down his arms.
He looked at me with a blazing fire in his emerald green eyes. “Amanda. I need you. If that isn’t what you want, you need to stop me now.”
It was so hard for me to say. I licked my lips, and almost spat out, “I need you. Please make love to me.”
He stood up and asked me where my bedroom was. I pointed to the door. My knees nearly buckled as he swiftly led the way into my sanctuary.
I self-consciously pulled my dress up to hide my breasts. He pushed my hands away. “You should never try to hide perfection.”
Once again, he captured my mouth with his, making love to it.
I wrapped my arms around his waist and stepped in close to him. My full breasts pressed against his chest, causing a flush of heat to rush through me again, resulting in a warm wetness between my legs.
His lips traveled from my lips to that little spot behind my ears. Then, he slowly traversed down my jawline. He placed slow, sensuous kisses on my cheek and chin. Then, he roamed back up to kiss my other cheek, before gently outlining my ear with his tongue.
All I could do was close my eyes and feel the warmth from his tongue and the heat that spread through my body like a raging fire.
I felt the hard bulge in his pants press against me. I wanted so much to reach down and touch it, but I was afraid. I had never touched a man before. I had never gone this far before. No man had ever even seen my chest.
My hands roamed his back, my fingers lightly massaging the hard muscles that rippled up and down his torso.
Another moan escaped as he lifted my chin, and trailed kisses down my neck and between the valley between my breasts.
His hands moved to my dress, and he pushed it down along with my panties to make a pool of clothes at my feet.
I could feel the scarlet blushed heat creeping up my body as he took a step back to look at me.
“You are a very beautiful woman,” he said.
“Thank you,” I said, demurely, looking at the floor.
He put two fingers under my chin again, forcing my gaze to meet his. “Why are you looking at the floor? You have no reason to be shy. You’re stunning.”
“I––I’ve never ...” I whispered, unable to explain that no man had ever seen me naked since my father changed my diapers.
“You’ve never been with a man before.” Thomas made it a statement, not a question.
I nodded, unable to speak at first. Then, I managed to stutter, “You’re the first man I’ve ever wanted to be with. You’re the first man who has ever made me feel like––I don’t know how to explain it.”
“I understand, baby. You don’t have to explain.”
The next kiss was so tender and gentle. It spoke of feelings that went beyond the basic need for carnal love.
He unfastened his pants and stepped out of his them and his underwear. I could feel my eyes widen as I saw the huge shaft that stood straight out in front of him, like a thick piece of a steel rod.
Thomas reached for my hand and put it on him, so I could feel it. I closed my hand around his textured shaft.
Gently, Thomas pushed me onto the bed. I laid on my back, and he laid next to me on his side. He began kissing my lips. I felt brave, and moved my tongue against his. I mirrored his movements.
I felt his smile. “That’s it, baby.”
Once again, his hand moved to one of my breasts. He squeezed it gently, then a little more firmly as he brought my nipple up to his mouth. His tongue traced the outside of my nipple, not touching it.
“Please,” I said.
“Tell me what you want.”
I could feel the blush flood my face as I asked him to please suck my nipple like he had done earlier.
He flicked my nipple with his tongue, and then sucked it into his mouth. He lightly held the bud in his teeth as he swirled his tongue around it.
The shock waves coursed through my body. I moaned and lifted my chest up, thrusting it closer to his mouth, inviting him to taste and touch my sensitive breasts. I was amazed at how his touch on my chest could cause such chaos in my body.
He pulled his mouth away from my nipple, and I almost cried out in protest. He blew on the nipple he had just bathed with his tongue, causing an entirely new way of sensations.
Not one to leave a job half done, he moved to my other nipple. As he slowly circled the hard bud with his tongue, I gasped and pushed my chest up even further.
“You have to tell me what you want,” Thomas said softly.
Once again, I felt the heat of shyness creep into my face, but my need overruled my timidity.
“Please flick it with your tongue and suck on it,” I begged.
“What do you want me to suck on and flick, Baby?”
“My nipple. Please––”
He dipped his head again and began to lightly suck on the tender nipple. I cried out from the chaotic feelings that created a storm inside of me. He lightly pinched and pulled on my other nipple at the same time, and I felt a rush of wet heat between my legs.
I was almost sobbing with the intensity of the sheer amount of heat and electricity that blasted through my body like a herd of wild horses.
He gently trailed his hand down my body. His touch was feathery light. The touch tickled my insides, making me gasp for air.
He lifted his head and straddled my body while he was on his knees. The vision of that magnificent god kneeling across my body the way Colossus straddled the sea was breathtaking. I had seen pictures of sexy men before, but none of them could compare to the vision in front of me.
“You are magnificent,” I said breathlessly. Then, my eyes focused on the huge shaft that jutted out from his midsection. Is that really going to fit inside me?
He smiled at my assessment. “Thank you. You’re pretty fabulous yourself.”
He leaned over and once again captured my mouth with his. The kiss was so gentle at first. I felt brave and used my tongue to trace his lips, loving his taste. I knew I was doing something right when he moaned against my mouth.
Feeling empowered, I pressed my tongue between his lips, and stroked his tongue as he had done mine before. I slowly pushed my tongue across the top of his, then circled around. I moved across the bottom of his tongue. I gently bent the tip of his tongue and then sucked on it.
Once again, he moaned. He broke off the kiss, and said in a husky voice, “You do that quite well.”
“You taught me.”
“Mmmm, let’s see what else I can teach you.” He moved down until his face was between my legs. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt his tongue trace the outside of my pussy. Slowly, he moved his tongue up the outer edge and down the other side. The intense fire that had been burning inside of me before grew even hotter.
Then, slowly, he began to lap at my pussy entrance. My fists for clenched tight around the sheets. The thunder and lightning that exploded inside me made me wonder if I could die from these feelings.
“Thomas,” I cried out. “Heaven, have mercy.” I was nearly sobbing from the intense feelings.
He pulled out his tongue and replaced it with a finger. He moved his fingers slowly in and out, causing my entire body to tremble. I let out a soft scream that sounded like it came from outside of my body when he sucked my clit into his mouth. I clutched the sheets even tighter as he began to flip my clit with his warm tongue.
After a minute, he added a second finger inside of me. Slowly he moved them in and out of my aching pussy. He spread his fingers apart, stretching my pussy walls. My panting seemed to keep time with his movements.
The raging inferno inside of my body built up pressure until I could no longer contain it.
I called out his name as I felt the gush of hot liquid explode out of me. I had never felt anything so strong in my entire life.
When I quit pulsating, he withdrew his fingers and brought them up to my mouth.
“Taste yourself,” he ordered softly.
I opened my mouth and sucked his fingers, tasting the sweet saltiness that had come out of me. I made sure to get every bit of his fingers clean, moving my tongue in slow circles around and between his fingers.
“You do that sucking thing very well. I can’t wait to see how well you suck on another body part, besides my fingers and my tongue,” Thomas grinned at me.
I smiled up at him, basking in his praise.
“Are you ready for part two, baby?
“Yes, please,” I whispered.
“It might hurt the first time. I will go slow,” Thomas said.
Once again he captured my mouth with his. The fire that had slowed flared up again. All it took was his kiss to cause a raging inferno to flood my body.
All thoughts left my mind as the head of his shaft pressing against the entrance of my hot, wet pussy. There was only sensations and Thomas. Nothing else existed. Slowly, he moved inside of me. I could feel myself stretching to accommodate him. His hard cock massaged my inner core.
What I had felt before didn’t even compare to what I was feeling now. I finally felt whole for the first time in my life when he was completely inside of me. There was no pain or discomfort like I had read about. Just an incredible feeling that the entire world had disappeared and there was only Thomas and me in this universe.
“Are you okay?” Thomas whispered.
“Lord, yes.”
Slowly he began to move in and out of me. At first he used small movements. Then he pulled almost all the way it out of my pussy. And then with an excruciating slowness, pushed his way back in. As he moved, my complete being responded.
My fingers dug into his back as my entire body tingled from his movements. I knew from that moment on that every part of my being belonged to Thomas.
As the heat overcame me, I cried out his name again.
Even my soul shook from the intensity of the hottest volcano exploded inside of me. Tears streamed down my face as the hot lava rushed out of me and covered the shaft of the Adonis buried inside me.
“Yes, baby. Yes,” Thomas cried out.
I felt him begin to throbbing inside of me. Then I felt the fire from him jet deep inside me.
When the throbbing had settled, he looked down at me. “Did I hurt you?” He asked with genuine concern, as he brushed a tear away.
“No. The feelings were so overwhelming they seemed to come out of every part of me. I felt as though the earth had disappeared, and we were spinning out of control in space. I never would have guessed that such feelings and such emotions were possible.”
“Oh, sweet baby girl. To be honest, I had never felt these feelings before either. It was a spiritual connection as well as a physical one. I am also honored that you saved yourself for me even though you didn’t know it at that time.”
“I knew the right man was out there somewhere waiting for me. And I knew when I saw you that it was you.” I stopped to take a breath. “Where do we go from here?”
“We'll take it one step at a time.”
