Fired from the job she so desperately needs, Andy Jones is shocked to find a wallet stuffed full of cash. It belongs to none other than Alexander Ioannou, millionaire extraordinaire, and the man responsible for her firing.

Alexander comes looking for the woman he suspects of misappropriating not only his funds, but his grandmother's ring. He's shocked to find it’s the woman who has been haunting his dreams.

Rather than turn her in, Alexander thinks of more interesting ways for Andy to pay back her debt…

    Alex gritted his teeth as Andy took him in her hand. She looked so shy, so hesitant, yet underneath all of that Alex could see a determination in her eyes, an excitement which said quite clearly that she wanted to do this. Wanted it and was planning to have it.
    The thought excited him like nothing else. She surprised him at all turns. Refusing his offer to become his mistress, allowing him to fuck her, and now, to do this? It was all Alex could do not to come there and then, before she had even so much as sucked him.
    Slowly, her hand curled around his girth, fingers not even meeting. She pumped his cock up and down, just like he had in front of her, before reaching out and running her tongue over his tip.
    “You taste all salty,” she said.
    “You don’t like it?”
    She shook her head. “No, I like it a lot. I want to feel all of it, Alex. I want you to cum down my throat.”
    If possible, Alex hardened even more at her words. His little kitten had a dirty streak, one he suspected she was just discovering. He felt so fucking lucky.
    “Take me into your mouth,” he told her.
    She did leaning forward before wrapping her pouty little lips around him. The feel of that mouth was amazing, and Alex clenched his fists, desperately trying for control.
    She bobbed her head up and down, not able to take more than an inch of him in. It was enough. He could feel her little tongue sweeping across his slit, whilst her mouth caressed his tip. He rocked his hips back and forth, pushing a little bit more in each time. She groaned around him and reached out to cup his heavy sacks.
    He found himself moaning and rocking a little faster. God, he wanted to fill her entire mouth with his cock, but it was impossible. She wasn’t big enough, and her lip was still sore.
    Pulling out, he tilted her chin and almost came undone at the desire he could see in her eyes. “Turn around, bend over the couch, your pants around your knees.”
    Excitement fizzled between them, and she rushed to obey him. Bending over the couch, she turned to look at him, suddenly a little shy. Alex smiled and lifted her skirt, before pulling her pants down—as he’d asked.
    She sucked in a shocked breath and pushed her little ass out. Alex didn’t even think before burying himself in her—to the hilt.
    “Oh God….” she breathed.
    He gripped her hips and pounded into her, balls slapping against her. He couldn’t pound enough. Her wet tightness gripped him; her juices flooded down his cock before drenching her balls. He was going to come, he knew it, but it was too soon. Where the hell had his much vaunted stamina gone?
    “Rub your clit,” he growled.
    “No… Alex… I can’t,” she whispered.
    “Rub it!”
    She whimpered and slipped a hand down her front.
    “Rub it fast, Andy, come around me.”
    She moaned, and he felt the rhythm of her hand. It was too much, and he gritted his teeth, desperate to keep a little bit of control. She had to come soon. He could not hold out. Keeping one hand on her hip, he took the other and rubbed a finger against her puckered hole.
    “Alex,” she shrieked. “Oh, God, no, don’t do that.”
    Ignoring her plea he circled the rim, all the while pounding into her wet pussy. Careful, mindful of her inexperience, he didn’t slip his finger in, just teased the outer edges.
    “Oh. My. God!”
    Her scream pierced the air. Her pussy clenched him with unbelievable force, and it was all Alex needed. He let out a hoarse cry and pumped himself into her, letting loose the most incredible orgasm he’d ever felt, filling her up with his seed.
    She whimpered underneath him. Her head fell prone on the tip of the couch, her hand dropping. Minutes passed, and they both just paused, both panting with satisfaction and sated desire.
    Eventually it was Andy who broke the silence. “Alex, what did you do?” she whispered. “It was just….”
    “Incredible?” Alex finished.
    She laughed, a slightly shy, little laugh but one all the same.
    “You…” she began.
    But Alex didn’t really hear her next words because though sated beyond belief, reality was coming back, and it occurred to him then what he should have realized the moment it had or rather had not happened.
    He forgot to use a condom.

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