Shifting me ever so slightly, so I went into what was basically splits, going across him horizontally. One leg stretched out over the edge of the bed, the other out straight in front of me, towards the opposite wall. Putting one hand down on his thigh and the other on his shin, I soon found my center of balance and was able to bounce pretty well. Pounding his cock in and out of me at a steady rhythm. It wasn't long before I was coming all over his cock.

Turning me around, without even needing to pull out, Dean placed my ankles on his shoulders, and then, putting both hands on my lower back for support, he got up onto his knees and fucked me basically in mid-air.

Giving me a while to recover, Dean had me suck his thick cock again, getting him hard again really fast. I was both nervous and excited to see what he had in store for me next. I couldn't be sure whether it was sheer enthusiasm or a desire to teach me everything he knew, but what we did next was run through most of the rest of the Kama Sutra. Bending me in ways I didn't even know were strictly possible but felt really good none the less. There was nothing like being with someone who had experience to show you your own naivete.

Finally, after what felt like what must have been my two-hundredth body-rocking orgasm, Dean let me rest. Lying face down on his bed, a sheen of sweat covering me like a gentle morning dew, I had my arms and legs spread wide. The act of lifting my arms being well beyond me at that point. As I lay there, totally spent and utterly helpless, Dean wiped me down with wet wipes from his nightstand, leaving me feeling fresh and clean, my pours opening nicely.

Disposing of the wet wipes, he went into the adjoining bathroom, running the tap for some reason. It wasn’t until he came back into my admittedly blurred vision that I knew what was going on. He already had a straw in the glass. Apparently, being the type to think well ahead when his mind was clear.

“H-how?” I managed after taking a big drink of cold water.

“Used to be a bit of a gadabout. In my younger days.”

“A wha—”

“A nice way of saying man-whore. It was either that or drugs, and it seemed like a pretty clear choice at the time. Then Simone swooped in and saved my ass yet again. Pointed out, very gently, that addictive personalities ran in our family. Which partly explained why so many of them were, and are, such reprobates. Anyway, she told me that it was up to me to choose what I got addicted to, and it could go in a good direction or a negative one. Turned me right around that did. I started focusing on my schooling over all else. I sometimes even forgot to eat, but I ended up with a Master's of Computer Engineering with first-class honors.”

He went quiet then. I wanted to ask what was wrong but didn't get the chance. Without a word, he put the glass down on the night-table and started putting his clothes back on before leaving.Chapter Eleven - BeckyI woke up alone. I hadn't had the strength, physically or emotionally, to go after Dean when he left. The optimist in me was hoping he would just go for a walk around the mansion or something and then come back. The demonic power chords roaring from down the hall strongly implied this hadn't been the case. Had he been playing all night? How had he not woken Jessica?

The pessimist in me wondered if it had been his plan all along. Put me through the sexual wringer, so I wasn't in any shape to question him and go and do what he was going to do anyway. It was difficult to tell with my boss. He was about as easy to read as James Joyce in Mandarin.

Jessica wasn't in her bedroom. I knew I had sung her to sleep the night before and couldn't think of where else she could be. Actually, no. I could think of a lot of other places she might be. None of which I particularly wanted to contemplate.

Pushing down the sudden, cold panic, I went to the playroom. It was her favorite place as far as I knew and was the first place I could think of to go. Intelligence must have run in the Devon bloodline as well as madness because there Jessica sat. She was hosting one of her famous tea parties with noise-canceling headphones on her ears to block out the noise.

I scooped her up and held her close, trying to calm myself down. She was safe.

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