The Fake Engagement

She gave her body to him, needing to come, and as his hand dived between her legs, she didn’t think it was possible, but this was Preston Boone. This man didn’t take no for an answer, and he proved it as he fingered her into another orgasm, only with this one, he followed her with his own.

Eliza felt each time his cock twitched as he came.

Not only had she now had sex with her boss once, this was twice, and she wanted to do it again, so many times.

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“Don’t you think we should talk about what we’re going to do with Aguire?” Eliza said.

Preston smirked as he traced the path down her back. “Nope.”

She turned her head. “You’re just going to wing it?”

“I don’t even know what the man wants to discuss.”

Eliza reached behind her and grabbed a pillow, pulling it against her body as she turned to look at him.

He didn’t like her hiding her body from him. After coming home and taking her once, they had both had a shower, where he’d taken her a second time, then a third. His cock was already raring to go for a fourth.

Eliza seemed determined to want to discuss business, which he was in no mood for.

“Preston, you guys want to talk about you buying his land. Can’t you focus?” she asked.

“Eliza, I’ve got a very sexy, very naked woman in my bed. I don’t care about acquiring any land other than this.” He snatched the pillow from the front of her body and placed his hand between her thighs, feeling how wet she was for him.

“You’ve already proven you’re amazing in bed.”

“I’m not here to prove anything. I want you, Eliza.” He kissed her lips, then trailed down to her neck. “Don’t you want me?”

She grabbed his shoulders, and this time, she surprised him as she pushed him to the bed.

Preston had no problem with the sudden change of events as she straddled his waist. Her hands went to his chest, pushing him down.

He put his hands on her knees, stroking up, then reaching for her hips. Preston couldn’t get enough of her body. He loved how full she was. She’d been able to handle every fuck, every thrust, all of him.

Cupping her tits, he traced his thumb over each peak, and she arched back. He gave them a little twist and lifted to take each one between his lips, to lick at them. To soothe out the pain he’d caused.

“We’re never going to get any work done at this rate,” she said.

“Good. I want you focused on me.” Moving his hands to her back, he traced down, going straight to her ass.

She whimpered.

He didn’t want to use a condom, but to feel her tight cunt wrapped around his cock. Would it be so hard not to have condoms?

Eliza pushed on his shoulders, and he got his answer as she reached for the box of condoms.

He lay back, spreading his arms wide. “You’ve got me, Eliza. You can do whatever the hell you want with me.”

She snorted.

The condom was out of the packet, and she tucked her long blonde locks behind her ear. She looked nervous.

“Pinch the tip,” he said. “Then roll it over my cock.”

She followed his instructions, then moved to straddle his waist. This time, he couldn’t not touch her. Her body was perfection, and he grabbed her hips.

“You’re going to have to put me inside you,” he said.

Eliza lifted up, held the base of his cock, and he couldn’t look away. Preston watched and felt at the same time as she slowly, inch by inch, sank on his length.

After he was balls deep inside her, she put her hands on his chest and closed her eyes. He didn’t like that.

“Open your eyes. I want you to look at me. To know who’s inside you.”

She smiled. “Do you think I can forget?”

He thrust his pelvis up, and she gasped. “Fuck, that feels good,” she said.

He grabbed her hips. “There’s always more where that came from.”

She chuckled. “I get it. You’re hot in bed, but we’ve got to talk about work.”

“No, we really don’t.”

“Preston.”

“Eliza.”

“Work has to come first.”

“Fine, I have no interest in planning for our meeting with Aguire. I’ve gone that route, and to be honest, I no longer care if he allows me to buy his land. This will be on him. I’m going to have you with me, and that’s all I’m going to do.” He stroked her hips.

“I don’t like the idea of lying to him.”

“I don’t either, which again, I’m not going to do anything to make him think too much, okay? Now, can we get back to the business at hand?” he asked. “Fuck me or let me take over. I need to be inside you.”

He went to sit up, but Eliza pushed him right back down.