The Billionaire's Personal Secretary

She closed her eyes and lost herself in the feel of him kissing away her tears. “Oh, Derrick…” she whispered softly, holding him in return as she slowly tipped her face up and let her lips brush his for a moment. He hesitated then, hovering near her mouth, trying to remember what every reason was why he shouldn’t take her in his arms right there and then and kiss her, but every solid reason he had slipped away from him like a shadow in the light.

One kiss, he told himself. Just one. He lifted her chin and brushed his lips against hers in response to her kiss, feeling at once a rush of emotion wash over him. Her soft lips moved beneath his as she kissed him back, slowly and gently at first, tentatively, but as the familiar feel of them warmed her, she slipped her arms around his neck and pressed her body to his. He parted her mouth open with his and began to twist his tongue around hers.

Their kiss deepened, and he moaned softly as his hands held her tightly to him. He moved his mouth from hers across her cheek and over to her ear. “I’ve missed you so much… god… I’ve missed everything about you… the way you feel in my arms, the way you smell, the way you taste… everything, I missed it all so much. You have no idea how much I need you, how much I want you!”

Derrick’s lips trailed along her jawline back to her mouth, and their kisses became urgent as the sadness between them served as kindling for the underlying passion they had been denying themselves.

Fire began to burn deep in them both, and it wasn’t long before his hands were cupping and squeezing her curves and she was tugging at his tie and buttons.

“We can’t do this…” he mumbled as he kissed her deeper and held her to him tightly.

“I know… I know it…” she answered in a haze as she kissed him back hungrily and he began to walk her over to the sofa in his office.

“We’re not going to…” he said in between drinking in her lips and moving his mouth down her neck to her chest. “We can’t…” he murmured as she pulled his shirt from him and slipped his belt from his pants.

“I know… we aren’t going to… we’re just…” she answered as she moved her mouth over his chest and he pushed her skirt up over her hips and slid his fingertips gently back and forth over her core, making her gasp and moan softly against his neck.

“I just want to touch you, that’s all… just for a moment…” he breathed heavily, slipping his fingertips beneath her panties and into her body. She gasped and clung tightly to him, growing breathless as she felt him massaging her.

“Oh god… Derrick…” she called out in a pleading whisper. “Derrick… I need you… I need to feel you…” she moaned as he touched her in just the right way and she cried out, coming for him as he brought his mouth to one breast, revealing it and closing his tongue and teeth around it.

“Just this once…” he answered, pushing his pants down and bringing her to straddle him as he sucked on her breasts. He moved his erection back and forth across her panties as he began to pull her dress off of her, followed by her bra and his shirt. “Just this once… are you sure?” he asked, hesitating only a moment as he looked at her seriously.

“You know everything now… are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, his heart pounding in his chest.

“Yes…” she whispered, bringing his mouth to hers. “I want this one more time with you. Just once…” She ached for him with every fiber of her being, and she didn’t care that he was engaged to another woman. He was hers right then, all hers, and he was going to make love to her again, and even just one more time would be enough. She had to have him. She needed him, and she knew that he needed her just as much.

“If this is going to be the last time that I ever have you, then I want all of you,” he said thickly, pulling every stitch of clothing from them both and laying her back on his sofa. He moved down between her thighs, pushing them apart and driving his tongue into the depths of her, tasting her, teasing her, and bringing her to full orgasm over and over again as she held tight to his shoulders and twisted her fingers in the locks of his hair. She rocked her body against his mouth and came for him over and again, and finally he could not wait to be inside her a moment longer.

When she was trembling beneath his lips, gasping for air, he moved up between her legs and thrust his solid erection into her, filling her suddenly and making her eyes open wide, but then he began to move slowly in her, sliding in an out with a gentle rhythm that she matched, both of them trying their best to make it last.

“Take your time, baby. I want to feel every single second of this that we can savor. I want it to last as long as it can,” he whispered in between kisses as they arched themselves together slowly and deeply. He wanted it to last much longer than the time they would have in his office that day. He wanted it to last indefinitely.

They made love for a long while, pausing anytime it felt as if he might come, waiting to stem his tide of passion for as long as they could until he could hold it back no longer and he buried himself inside of her, filling her with his ecstasy, calling out her name as he became weak and rested himself on her breast.

Breathless and sated, blissful and heartbroken, they held each other for a long while. Finally, he looked up at her. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about it before. It just didn’t mean anything to me, but I can see now that it means something to you, and I should have told you. There’s nothing else that I have hidden from you.”

She smiled at him and touched his cheek tenderly with her fingertips. “I understand. At least I know now, and we had this last time together. This time was more precious to me than any other time we’ve had. This one means the most. Thank you for it,” she whispered, leaning to him to kiss him again, moving her lips slowly and softly over his.

“It means a great deal to me, too,” he answered. “Thank you, baby. Thank you so much.” He kissed her in return, and reluctantly, they parted and redressed. After another lingering sweet kiss, and a long silent moment when they held each other one last time, both of them turned away and did their best to return to their stations in the office; each to their desks, to their assigned positions.

Both of them could think of nothing else but the fiery passions that they had shared, and both of them felt as if a gaping hole had been left in them where the passion had once burned so brightly.

Chapter6

Eva sat waiting patiently at a hidden gem of a restaurant a few streets away from her apartment. She had managed to get the best table in the place for her lunch visit with Jamie. Jamie was a little late coming in, her arms waving with excitement as she rushed to the table to get to Eva.

They hugged each other tightly and sat down across from one another. Eva pulled a gift bag from the seat beside her and handed it over the table to Jamie.

“All your goodies from the island!” she exclaimed happily as she thrilled at seeing Jamie’s eyes light up. Her friend went through the bag pulling one thing out after another, ooing and ahhing with each new little gift.

“You didn’t have to spoil me rotten, but I’m so glad that you did! Thank you so much!” When she reached the bottom of the bag, she vaulted up and rushed around the table to Eva to hug her and squeal over how much she had been treated to.

When she had finally sat back down, Eva grinned at her and felt a sense of relief in sitting there with her. There was something enormously comforting in getting back to some semblance of their old routine and meeting up for lunch. They had done it a lot more often when they were both in school, but when Eva had graduated and left Jamie behind to finish her studies alone, their regular lunch dates had slipped away, replaced with sporadic and occasional visits and more regular phone calls.

Actually spending time with her made Eva feel as though things were a little bit more like they should be rather than what they had become. Jamie was buzzing happily about what she had been given by Eva, but she held her hands up and stopped Eva when Eva tried to turn the conversation to her.

“I want to hear about the trip! Dish, girl! There’s so