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silent, and had no need any more. "Ryan!" she yelled, her voice bouncing off the walls. "Oh, Jesus, yes!"
"My God, you're perfect," he panted breathlessly as he arched his back to bury himself inside her. "Come for me, Sophia," he growled.
She couldn't stop herself if she'd wanted to. The tight, electric ball of lightning that had been growing inside her from the moment Ryan had kissed her at the airport had grown too big for one body to contain. With one final, powerful thrust she felt herself explode. Every muscle in her body seemed to tense and relax at the same moment, and wave after wave of joy flowed through her as she screamed, rattling the walls with the sound of her pleasure.
Her orgasm was enough to send Ryan over the edge, and as she squealed uncontrollably he let out an almighty roar, arching his back as he filled her with his seed. Their voices seemed to echo from the walls just as the waves of pleasure crested and broke through her body, crashing from head to toe, making every nerve ending tingle and fire.
Slowly the waves died down, leaving Sophia panting and spent, her olive skin glistening with sweat as Ryan tenderly kissed her neck and shoulders, still buried deep inside her, his erection twitching every few moments, teasing her with yet more jolts of pleasure that hinted at the long, lust-filled night to come.
Eventually he rolled to one side, sliding smoothly out of Sophia and resting his warm body against her side. She couldn't help but grin, knowing that there was nothing to hold them back. Their secret was out, and now nothing could stop the two of them becoming one.
It would be complicated, she knew. Nothing would ever be simple for them, and their love would always be a challenge.
Then again, real love always is.
Enjoyed this story? Then you'll love At His Command , the steamy opening book to the internationally bestselling Dominated by the Billionaire series. Available now at Amazon, and for free on the Kindle Unlimited program.
Chapter One
By ivesting heavily i the refiemet of the curret product lie we feel we ca solidify our market share and wi ew custom more effectively tha by focusig o the developmet of a ew lie. All available resources should be redirected to the Oramis program, ad the roll out of Oramis II should be postpoed util Q3 of the comig fiancial year...
Pam was lost in her own little world, concentrating on her headphones too much to notice that the N button on her keyboard was busted. The last three pages of her transcription would have to be redone, and it was already 15 minutes after the end of her shift.
'Comig fiacial year, Pam? You know you should glance at your screen every once in a while.'
Pam took a moment to register the voice. 'Huh? Oh, for God's sake! This damned keyboard is a piece of junk!'
Arnie grinned. 'I wouldn't say that too loud, Pam. We make that piece of junk.'
'So why can't I get a computer that does what it's told? I must waste half my day fighting with this shit.' She slapped the keyboard in frustration, freeing the stuck key.
khb!jgjnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
'Now I'm gonna miss my bus, and on the worst possible day. My deadbeat brother'll have hocked my TV by the time I get home.' She turned to Arnie, suddenly smiling coquettishly. 'Hey Arn, honey, any chance you could count this as overtime?'
Arnie chuckled. 'Sorry Pam, you know the rules. You can only get overtime if it comes down from the top. I may be the supervisor around here but as far as overtime goes I may as well work in the mail room.'
'Worth a shot,' Pam sighed. 'OK, go on home to your wife's cauliflower supreme, Arn. I'll close up when I'm done.'
'It's OK, I can wait. You know Grace can't cook for shit, bless her heart.'
Pam laughed, glad for the distraction. Arnie always managed to cheer her up. 'Get outta here, old man. You get home late one more time and she'll take that recipe to
"My God, you're perfect," he panted breathlessly as he arched his back to bury himself inside her. "Come for me, Sophia," he growled.
She couldn't stop herself if she'd wanted to. The tight, electric ball of lightning that had been growing inside her from the moment Ryan had kissed her at the airport had grown too big for one body to contain. With one final, powerful thrust she felt herself explode. Every muscle in her body seemed to tense and relax at the same moment, and wave after wave of joy flowed through her as she screamed, rattling the walls with the sound of her pleasure.
Her orgasm was enough to send Ryan over the edge, and as she squealed uncontrollably he let out an almighty roar, arching his back as he filled her with his seed. Their voices seemed to echo from the walls just as the waves of pleasure crested and broke through her body, crashing from head to toe, making every nerve ending tingle and fire.
Slowly the waves died down, leaving Sophia panting and spent, her olive skin glistening with sweat as Ryan tenderly kissed her neck and shoulders, still buried deep inside her, his erection twitching every few moments, teasing her with yet more jolts of pleasure that hinted at the long, lust-filled night to come.
Eventually he rolled to one side, sliding smoothly out of Sophia and resting his warm body against her side. She couldn't help but grin, knowing that there was nothing to hold them back. Their secret was out, and now nothing could stop the two of them becoming one.
It would be complicated, she knew. Nothing would ever be simple for them, and their love would always be a challenge.
Then again, real love always is.
Enjoyed this story? Then you'll love At His Command , the steamy opening book to the internationally bestselling Dominated by the Billionaire series. Available now at Amazon, and for free on the Kindle Unlimited program.
Chapter One
By ivesting heavily i the refiemet of the curret product lie we feel we ca solidify our market share and wi ew custom more effectively tha by focusig o the developmet of a ew lie. All available resources should be redirected to the Oramis program, ad the roll out of Oramis II should be postpoed util Q3 of the comig fiancial year...
Pam was lost in her own little world, concentrating on her headphones too much to notice that the N button on her keyboard was busted. The last three pages of her transcription would have to be redone, and it was already 15 minutes after the end of her shift.
'Comig fiacial year, Pam? You know you should glance at your screen every once in a while.'
Pam took a moment to register the voice. 'Huh? Oh, for God's sake! This damned keyboard is a piece of junk!'
Arnie grinned. 'I wouldn't say that too loud, Pam. We make that piece of junk.'
'So why can't I get a computer that does what it's told? I must waste half my day fighting with this shit.' She slapped the keyboard in frustration, freeing the stuck key.
khb!jgjnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
'Now I'm gonna miss my bus, and on the worst possible day. My deadbeat brother'll have hocked my TV by the time I get home.' She turned to Arnie, suddenly smiling coquettishly. 'Hey Arn, honey, any chance you could count this as overtime?'
Arnie chuckled. 'Sorry Pam, you know the rules. You can only get overtime if it comes down from the top. I may be the supervisor around here but as far as overtime goes I may as well work in the mail room.'
'Worth a shot,' Pam sighed. 'OK, go on home to your wife's cauliflower supreme, Arn. I'll close up when I'm done.'
'It's OK, I can wait. You know Grace can't cook for shit, bless her heart.'
Pam laughed, glad for the distraction. Arnie always managed to cheer her up. 'Get outta here, old man. You get home late one more time and she'll take that recipe to
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