thumb, rolling it. With his free
hand he took hold of her ponytail. Twisted it around his hand, holding it as he
rode her.
Her breaths shortened, punctuated by feminine groans. He
powered into her tight cunt. Her muscles tensed. She was getting close. He
tightened the hold on her hair, thrusting into her. Smacking wetness sounded as
their bodies met with each deep thrust and the smell of her arousal drifted in
the air.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Anna Beth cried out, her voice shrill and
needy.
“Come!” he commanded.
A deep guttural moan vibrated through her body. Her pussy
cinched tight around his rock-hard cock.
Thrusting deep, he exploded violently, filling her with his cum.
He eased back from her, pulling out. Neither of them said a
word, deep heavy breathing communicating their mutual satisfaction. The smell
of sex surrounded them. He turned and released the emergency stop, sending the
elevator back toward its destination. Wasting no time, he put away his cock,
still wearing the now very full condom.
She jerked down her skirt and tucked in her shirt.
A quick zip up and he fastened his belt. The light for the
twenty-seventh floor illuminated.
“My place. Eight o’clock tonight,” he stated matter-of-factly.
“Excuse me?” she snapped.
“I gave you what you wanted, now you will give me what I
want. Tit for tat, princess.” He winked.
“What do you want?”
More. He gave her a sinister smile as he bent over to
pick up his briefcase. “Don’t be late,” he added, turning away from her.
The doors opened. Bringing his fingers to his nose, he took
the a deep whiff of what he would be enjoying today as he strolled to his
office, trying to subdue the shit-eating grin plastered on his face.
* * * * *
Donahue walked into the conference room, taking his usual
seat at the head of the table. The partners gathering around quieted down.
Chairs rolled back in unison as the men stood unexpectedly. Following suit,
Phillip rose to see the reason for their chivalry. Anna Beth strolled across
the room. Questioning glances were quickly exchanged between the partners as
she took a seat next to Donahue. By now everyone knew who she was, but by their
puzzled expressions, no one seemed aware what she was doing there.
Phillip hadn’t bothered to ask her why she was at the office
earlier, but then they hadn’t done much talking. He grinned to himself, still
basking in the euphoria of their tryst in the elevator only a mere hour ago.
His cock twitched, eager for more.
The boss’s fucking daughter. He had lost his ever-lovin’
mind.
Anna Beth sat straight in her chair, eyes on her father as
he spoke. Her dark hair once again secured perfectly in place in a too-tight
ponytail. The black-rimmed glasses she wore with her tailored black suit, surprisingly
wrinkle-free, made her look like a librarian. A fucking hot librarian, but
still a far cry from the insatiable nympho he now knew her to be. Role-playing
with her could prove quite entertaining. Cheerleader. Nurse.
Prying his gaze from her, he adjusted himself to give his
growing erection the much-needed room to stretch out. Trying to pay attention,
he listened to Donahue give the updated business report, fighting to keep his
eyes from trailing back to her. His mind betrayed him, conjuring repeated
images of Anna Beth’s bare ass as he had rammed deep into her, making her cry
out. He couldn’t help but chuckle, bringing glares his way. He cleared his
throat, feigning a cough.
Drawn to her, he glanced again to Anna Beth. She twirled a pencil
between her fingers, looking distracted and deep in thought. She adjusted her
glasses and a flash of light from her ring caught his attention. She was
engaged now. He had completely forgotten. That just made the events of the
morning even more curious. Anna Beth’s expression was void, no hint of the
happiness one would expect from the new bride-to-be of a billionaire.
The meeting progressed from money matters to a recap of
ongoing