body as he pumped into her.
Trevor let out a groan and reached down to wrap his hand around his rock-hard cock. He closed his eyes and moved his hand up and down, imagining it was Addison touching him. He pictured her there in the shower with him, her naked body glistening with water as she stroked his shaft. Man, what an image!
Then he pictured her kissing her way down his chest and abs until she was kneeling between his legs. In his fantasy, Addison looked up at him with big, blue eyes, then leaned forward to take his cock in her mouth. The vision of her on her knees giving him a blow job was so damn hot that he couldn’t hold back any longer. As much as he would have liked to spend the rest of the night right there in the shower fantasizing about his beautiful personal assistant, he found himself tightening his grip on his cock and moving his hand up and down faster and faster. A moment later, his orgasm exploded through him. He threw back his head and let out a hoarse groan, shuddering with pleasure as cum splashed onto his hand.
When he was done, he leaned back under the cold water and let it run down his body again. Fantasizing about Addison while he’d jerked off had been damn fun, though not nearly as much as he imagined the real thing would be.
But would sleeping with her be any more acceptable even if she was attracted to him? She still worked for him. If the feelings were mutual, though, surely that would be enough for him to bend the rules, wouldn’t it?
Trevor swore under his breath. What was he talking about? He didn’t even know for sure if Addison was attracted to him or not.
So, find out, a little voice in his head whispered.
But how?
Right then, he wasn’t sure. But he hoped it would have something to do with spanking her beautiful bottom again.
Just thinking about having her over his knee had him sporting an erection again. With another groan, Trevor threw himself directly under the shower’s spray and turned the cold water up to full blast.
* * *
The next morning, Addison quickly showered and dressed, then went downstairs to grab some breakfast before getting to work. Despite getting to bed so late the night before, she felt surprisingly refreshed. Maybe because Trevor had given her a spanking. The memory made her shiver with pleasure and she had to bite her lip to stifle a moan as she walked into the kitchen. She glanced at her watch, wondering if she had enough time to run up to her room an give herself a quick orgasm. Probably not. Damn.
Marisol wasn’t in the kitchen, but Murray was and he looked fit to be tied.
“There you are.” He intercepted her halfway to the coffee pot and held the entertainment section of that morning’s newspaper up in front of her. “Look at this! What the hell did you think you were doing?”
Addison looked at the paper. There was a full-color picture of Cindi Adams running out of Trevor’s house with a big, red stain on her low-cut dress.
Murray lowered the newspaper. “You’re not mentioned by name because you’re not worth mentioning, but Trevor sure as hell is. It implies he had a member of his staff throw a drink on Cindi Adams to force her to leave the party. Her people are furious. And so am I. This could cost Trevor big and it’s your fault.”
Addison lifted her chin. “I didn’t mean to do it, you know. It was an accident.”
“Oh, sure it was!” Murray’s brows drew together. “What were you thinking? Did you figure if Cindi Adams left, Trevor would look at you? Forget it, girl. He’s out of your league. I don’t even know why he keeps you around. You’re incompetent as a personal assistant. If it was up to me, I’d fire your ass in a second.”
Addison opened her mouth to tell him to go to hell when a voice interrupted her.
“Good thing it’s not up to you then. And since Addison works for Trevor, just like you do, it’s never going to up to you.”
Addison turned to see Bob coming into the kitchen. He was
Trevor let out a groan and reached down to wrap his hand around his rock-hard cock. He closed his eyes and moved his hand up and down, imagining it was Addison touching him. He pictured her there in the shower with him, her naked body glistening with water as she stroked his shaft. Man, what an image!
Then he pictured her kissing her way down his chest and abs until she was kneeling between his legs. In his fantasy, Addison looked up at him with big, blue eyes, then leaned forward to take his cock in her mouth. The vision of her on her knees giving him a blow job was so damn hot that he couldn’t hold back any longer. As much as he would have liked to spend the rest of the night right there in the shower fantasizing about his beautiful personal assistant, he found himself tightening his grip on his cock and moving his hand up and down faster and faster. A moment later, his orgasm exploded through him. He threw back his head and let out a hoarse groan, shuddering with pleasure as cum splashed onto his hand.
When he was done, he leaned back under the cold water and let it run down his body again. Fantasizing about Addison while he’d jerked off had been damn fun, though not nearly as much as he imagined the real thing would be.
But would sleeping with her be any more acceptable even if she was attracted to him? She still worked for him. If the feelings were mutual, though, surely that would be enough for him to bend the rules, wouldn’t it?
Trevor swore under his breath. What was he talking about? He didn’t even know for sure if Addison was attracted to him or not.
So, find out, a little voice in his head whispered.
But how?
Right then, he wasn’t sure. But he hoped it would have something to do with spanking her beautiful bottom again.
Just thinking about having her over his knee had him sporting an erection again. With another groan, Trevor threw himself directly under the shower’s spray and turned the cold water up to full blast.
* * *
The next morning, Addison quickly showered and dressed, then went downstairs to grab some breakfast before getting to work. Despite getting to bed so late the night before, she felt surprisingly refreshed. Maybe because Trevor had given her a spanking. The memory made her shiver with pleasure and she had to bite her lip to stifle a moan as she walked into the kitchen. She glanced at her watch, wondering if she had enough time to run up to her room an give herself a quick orgasm. Probably not. Damn.
Marisol wasn’t in the kitchen, but Murray was and he looked fit to be tied.
“There you are.” He intercepted her halfway to the coffee pot and held the entertainment section of that morning’s newspaper up in front of her. “Look at this! What the hell did you think you were doing?”
Addison looked at the paper. There was a full-color picture of Cindi Adams running out of Trevor’s house with a big, red stain on her low-cut dress.
Murray lowered the newspaper. “You’re not mentioned by name because you’re not worth mentioning, but Trevor sure as hell is. It implies he had a member of his staff throw a drink on Cindi Adams to force her to leave the party. Her people are furious. And so am I. This could cost Trevor big and it’s your fault.”
Addison lifted her chin. “I didn’t mean to do it, you know. It was an accident.”
“Oh, sure it was!” Murray’s brows drew together. “What were you thinking? Did you figure if Cindi Adams left, Trevor would look at you? Forget it, girl. He’s out of your league. I don’t even know why he keeps you around. You’re incompetent as a personal assistant. If it was up to me, I’d fire your ass in a second.”
Addison opened her mouth to tell him to go to hell when a voice interrupted her.
“Good thing it’s not up to you then. And since Addison works for Trevor, just like you do, it’s never going to up to you.”
Addison turned to see Bob coming into the kitchen. He was
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