The Personal Assistant

*Bonus* Part-Three (18+)

Saint

I froze, did, did he really just bite my ear. I feel the goosebumps going up and down my body, as I tremble. What in the holy hell was this man doing to me?

"Zee, if you do that again I am going to have to break the contract." My voice comes out low, the desire is thick. I'm not sure he understands, then he breathes on my ear again, and lightly nips. I feel the heat rushing through my body, standing up I grab his hand and drag him out of the building and to his car as fast as possible.

"Keys." I say my hand out. He hands me the keys, confusion mixed with something dark on his face. Getting in I wait until he is in the car before I speed off, finding an abandoned, dark, parking lot. Stopping the car and turning it off I turn and look at him.

Before I can say anything, he pulls me into his lap, bringing my face down to his. In a breath our lips are crashed together. Zee moans at the contact, darting his tongue out to meet mine. His hand pulls me closer deepening the kiss, earning a moan from me. At this point my mind is everywhere, the sensations of his lips and mine, the feel of his erection hard against my ass, his hand roughly in my hair causing me to moan loudly, everything is sending me into overdrive.

Zee's free hand unbuttons my shirt, as he trails wet kisses down my neck, stopping to lightly suck my adams apple, as he continues down. Unconsciously I grind my hips, causing him to groan out.

"Fuck." Zee bit my bare shoulder causing me groan out.

"Shit." I moan loudly. What was wrong with me? I was acting like a wanton whore. My body was acting on its own, in a play I had never played before. Perth and I had never done more than over the pants contact, because I wasn't ready. Now, with a guy I barely know I am grinding my ass on his dick.

My mind goes blank when Zee bites down on a nipple causing my roaming hand to meet his hair. Both of us are breathing heavy at this point, as he manages to slide my pants down, along with his own. His mouth is back on mine, as his fingers find there way to my untouched entrance, pushing one in moan/cry into his mouth. Slowly he stretches me with one hand, while the other is stroking my equally hard member, causing me to shudder at duel sensations. Suddenly Zee pulls the lever on the seat causing us to fall back, I hear a package rip, when he captures my lips again sliding his erect member into me.

"Fuck..." I yelp, I was expecting pain, but I felt like my backside was getting ripped open. Zee stills, his mouth on mine, hands drawing circles on my lower back, giving me time to adjust. After a several painstakingly long moments, he moves his hips, pushing in and out of me.

Again, my body takes control, as I meet his thrusts with my own, riding on top of him. Biting down on his shoulder I muffle my own sounds of pleasure as his pace quickens. I am sure the car is moving severely at the pace, rocking as much as we are. My lower body starts to tense, as I feel my climax coming.

"Zee...." I gasp/moan as I spill my seed, he thrusts a few more times until his own release happens with a growl.

Zee

Panting hard, Saint rests his forehead against mine. My breathing is just as ragged as his. I pull out slowly, not wanting to inflict anymore pain. Saint regains his composure and quickly opens the door to pull his pants up, unaware of the blood. I remove the condom, tossing it out before he could see it.

Until I entered him, I thought that he had been experienced. I was desperately wrong, there was no mistaking that kind of tightness. Pulling my pants up, I quickly move to the driver's side, waiting for him to get back in. He sits with a grimace, and doesn't look at my, his face red from not only the sex but something else.