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“Fuck. I was ready to come.”
“You’re not coming unless my cock is inside you,” he growled.
He knelt, placed his shaft at my entrance and thrust into me. I let out a loud groan as he filled me, stretching my walls with his organ. Oliver grabbed my knees with his hands and fucked me hard, slapping his balls against my ass. It felt so good, especially when he latched onto my left nipple and sucked.
“Oliver,” I moaned.
“That’s it. Come for me.”
He didn’t need to ask because I was there and a few seconds later, I let out a squeal as I began to come. He didn’t stop, hammering me like I was the head of a nail.
“You just keep pushing me until you get what you want,” he hissed.
“You don’t have to give in,” I said, panting loudly.
“I do because I love you so much.”
Oliver ground his teeth, grunting as the first spurt of hot semen hit deep inside me followed by several others. He continued to move even after he completed, gently rubbing my clit.
“You don’t have to.”
“Shut up, Ryleigh. I want to.”
I sagged against the back of the couch until my second orgasm went off like fireworks. When I finished, Oliver leaned over to kiss me before he pulled out. He once again became the CEO of Fox Asset Corporation, washing himself in the bathroom and closing his pants. Five minutes later he was sitting at his desk preparing for his conference call while I was like a boneless bowl of jelly.
“Sweetheart, get dressed,” Oliver prodded.
“I’m numb.”
He chuckled. “I can’t have you distracting me, and I need you to listen in on this call.”
I reluctantly rose, gathering my clothes from the floor and heading into the bathroom to right myself. I would have loved to take a shower, but there was no time, so I settled for cleaning myself with a washcloth. As I looked in the mirror, I tried to straighten my hair back into a tight ponytail, wishing I had more time to freshen up.
When I emerged, Oliver was already dialing the phone. He gestured for me to sit in one of the gray cushioned chairs in front of his desk. I smoothed my skirt and sat down, listening intently to the conversation.
The discussion was about the software company Oliver had purchased a few months back. Employees were threatening to quit due to unbearable working conditions. He was speaking with the plant manager, Gabe Locke.
“What exactly is the issue?” Oliver asked, his voice steady, but I could see the muscle in his jaw tighten.
“They want higher wages and a better working environment,” Gabe replied, his tone fraught with tension.
“And what did you say?” Oliver pressed.
“I told them I would have to speak with you.”
Oliver exhaled loudly. “Gabe, I put you in charge to handle situations like this.”
“I understand, but I can’t authorize wage increases without your say so.”
Oliver's frustration was palpable. “I’d like to see the books.”
“Everything is under control as far as capital expenditures,” Gabe stammered.
“I still want to review the books. I can have my audit team there tomorrow.”
“It will take some time to get the accounting together.”
“It shouldn’t. That’s what Accountware is for.”
