Satisfied 2X

Several seconds later we were both coming hard, our climaxes mixing together in one powerful orgasm, and I felt like we were one—like we belonged to each other completely.

I fell on top of him, totally exhausted, and he let me lie down like that over him. I tried catching my breath, my body buzzing after all that unbelievable pleasure.

Oh my God. This was the best sex of my life.

Oliver gave me such a huge pleasure, and submitting to him made me feel some things I’d never felt before. I got connected to him on a deeper level, sharing these immense sensations together.

This was intimate and different from all other experiences I had so far. I never knew submitting could be so empowering and make me feel that close to a man, and I loved it.

I closed my eyes, feeling my heart constrict with some emotion I’d never felt before.

After everything, I think I might be falling for Oliver.

Thirteen

Oliver

That was the best sex of my life. Shit. I couldn’t believe it could be like that. And with a virgin? Damn.

Alexandra was special and I couldn’t get her out of my head. Her body was perfect and the way her pussy felt was like she’d been made for me.

I loved controlling her, but what gave me pleasure was the way she followed my orders. She was giving herself completely to me, enabling me to be connected with her on some deeper level that even I couldn’t explain.

This wasn’t just about the sex. Yes, our sex was amazing and she was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen, but there was something else. The time spent with her felt special. I couldn’t wait to see her again. I kept thinking about her and what she was doing at the moment, and most importantly—I couldn’t focus on my work at all, constantly thinking about everything that had happened this morning and last night in my office.

Shit.

“Oliver? Earth to Oliver,” I heard Colten say.

I looked at Colten, my other partner, who was handling our on site duties. Just like always, he had a construction hat with him—his trademark—even though he wore a suit. Even though he looked ridiculous with that hat, he was a chick magnet, just like Grant and I, because his sandy blonde hair and blue eyes made girls go wild, or so I’d been told. “Yes?” I raised my eyebrow at him.

“We’ve been talking about the numbers,” Grant reminded me.

Right. We were at my office and we were looking over the budget numbers for the boutique hotel project.

I frowned and shoved my hands into my pockets. “Yes. Well, I’m starting to worry.”

“Why?” Colten asked me. He tapped his fingers on the construction hat, and the repeating sounds made me even more irritated.

“Will you stop that?” I snapped at him. “It’s driving me crazy.”

“Geez, somebody got up on the wrong side of the bed,” Colten remarked.

I snorted. If only he knew just how wrong that was.

“I’m starting to worry that I won’t be able to give Alexandra the money she wants to make the project profitable,” I said to Grant and Colten.

Grant looked at me curiously. “Why do you think so?”

“Well, Alexandra has high-end taste and a big vision for the hotel. I understand that and I support it, because I also want the best for it, but I’m not sure we would be able to go through with it.”

“Hey, man. You always worry needlessly. If everything is going well so far, I think we can manage to get all the money we need, no matter how expensive it is,” Grant—always the relaxed one—tried to reassure me.

“That’s right,” Colten agreed with Grant. “After all, even if we need the loan, I’m sure we could repay it and earn a lot more by the end of the year.”

“Colten is right. Besides, these numbers right now aren’t bad. We can reach out to a few more sponsors, pitch them this project and see what kind of response we can get. I have a few of them in mind, and if you want, I can contact them.”

“That would be great,” I said, counting on him. “I believe in Alexandra’s judgment, and I would like her to be able to decorate it to the best of her ability.”