My curvy assistant 3
1409 Words
Amber pov
I was watching a movie when I saw outside that is raining. I like rainy weather, when it rains I want to be inside, drinking my tea and watching the rain. Suddenly the building bell rang. I walk to see who is it
“Yes?”
“Amber” what is he doing here?
“Mr. Portman?”
“Yeah. Can I talk to you for a while?” I breathed and I decided to open it. I’m going to regret it but I can’t let him outside in the rain. In a few minutes, he is knocking on my door. I see myself in the mirror. I’m wearing a set of pajamas in blue color and my blond hair down to my back.
I open the door and I see him soaking wet outside my door. I let him in
“I’m sorry for the hour but I can’t wait anymore. I have to talk to you” I see him nervous waiting for my answer. Henry Portman is soaking wet in front of me pleasing to hear him.
“It can't wait until Monday?”
“It can't wait anymore”
I nod
“OK. Sure. But first, do you want me to give you some clothes to change into? You are dripping”
“Sure. If is not a problem” I tell him to follow me to my bedroom and from my closet, I take a T-shirt and sports pants with boxers. My brother travels every two to three months to Chicago for work and sleeps here so he has left a few things. They will be fit. They have similar bodies. I give them to him
“I will let you change”
“Thanks,” he says and I walk outside. Until he changed I was nervous about what he wanted to talk about. I shouldn’t ever be involved with him. I should have stopped him, but when he started to touch me I just lost it.
“They are a little big” I hear him say
“Can I ask to who belongs the clothes?” He asks and he looks a little angry. He sits next to me and my heart stops
“My brother travels very often in town and he left some pairs of clothes here. He stays with me when he is in town” For some reason he looks calmer.
“He is working out?”
“Yeah. He is a little bigger than you. He was in the army”
“I see” he comes closer
“Mr Portman please,” I say and I try to go back but he holds my hand
“Let me for once tell you what I want. I won’t try something. I just want to hear me” he says and I take a deep breath nodding my head
“Ok,” he takes a deep breath and starts talking about everything. His arranged marriage, that how all these years Catherine is dating another man and now they managed to start a business in Paris with Henry and now she is moving to France.
He told me that from the first day he met me, since the interview he couldn’t get me from his mind. So it wasn’t just me.
“So you never liked Catherine?” I ask making sure that nothing going on with them.
“With Cat, we were friends since childhood. We never felt something more than that. I love her as a friend, more like a sister. We tried to explain that to our families but they didn’t listen. Our parents have been best friends for years and they wanted to bring together the families with that marriage.”
“In what century do they live?” I ask and he laughs. So sexy
“I know. But Cat was in love with Philip for years but her father was against that relationship. He wants the best for Cat and Philip was just a waiter then. He finished computer programming and I and Cat helped him start the company in Paris.”
“And how did her dad react?”
“He is skeptical. But he can’t do something now. Tomorrow she leaves for Paris”
“So soon?”
“Yes. She can't wait. Tomorrow morning we sign the divorce papers and then she off for the airport” he finished and he looked at me. He caresses my hands
“Now the only thing that I want to know is if I have a chance with you” I shallow
“Tell me that I’m not too late.” He says nervous and I frown
“Why did you say that?” I ask. He leaves my hands and instantly I feel cold. He rests his elbows on his knees
“I know that you had a date with Max. I don’t blame you, as you said many times I’m married. I don’t have expectations to wait for me. But I have to know.” He says and his hands go to a fist
“Know what?” He turns around and cups my face. His lips are inches from mine. My breath cuts
“I know he kisses you. He makes you feel like I do? He touched you as I do?” He asks and he kisses my neck. Not kiss, he licks and sucks. He is marking me
“Tell me,” he asks again but I don’t have a voice. He stops and looks at me
“Tell me baby” he kisses me. When his lips touched mine I lost it. He lays me on the couch and he comes on top of me. His hands touch my breast under my pajama shirt. I take off his shirt and then he takes off mine. He groans when he sees me, I don’t wear a bra. Is a lie to say that I don’t like to have that effect on him. I love that I drive him crazy too. He cups my breast with his hands and he leans to lick them, suck them. I’m a mess under him.
“Henry” he kisses me on the lips
“I love hearing you moan my name,” he says and with one move he takes off my pants and panties.
Soon I feel his tongue on my entrance
“Oh f**k” I say and he starts licking and sucking and I lose my mind.
“God, you taste so good,” he says but I barely hear him as I climax. He kisses all the way up
“You taste so sweet. I could eat you all day” he says and I giggle trying to go down from my high. He doesn’t lose time he presses his hardest against my core and I lose it again. He will be the death for me
“Oh God,” I say and I help him take off his pants. Soon he enters me and I see stars. f**k he is huge
“f**k, you hug so perfectly my c**k”
“You are so big.”
“But you take it so well,” he says and continues thrusting making me lose my mind. My fingers dig into his back, and I scratch his back again. But he is so deep, f**k he is so good. I take the courage and I lift my body, soon he is in a sitting position and I’m on his lap. He is inside me and I start moving. He cups my ass and I lean and kiss him
“Just like that baby. Don’t stop” he says and I see he is close. So am I.
We both climax and I rest my head on his shoulder. I kiss his neck still inside me he caresses my back.
“That answers your question?” I say and he laughs. I look at him
“I let him kiss me but it doesn’t feel like your kisses”
“Good. Because I’m not letting you go. I waited for so long” he says and he kisses me.
“When the divorce is final I’m going with you to meet my parents,” he says and I look at him shocked
“I hold I'm not letting you go,” he says, and we start kissing again.
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