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worried all his blood supply was in it right now. “Feel what you do to me.” His voice sounded husky to him and he watched as Natasha trembled when she felt how badly he wante d her.
    Eric held her hand pressed against his cock and began to slide it up and down his length through the pants of his suit. While she touched him he lowered his other hand under the table and roughly pushed Natasha’s dress up high on her thighs before reaching between her legs and thrusting two fingers into her, moaning because she was even more we t now.
    He began to thrust in and out of her settling into the same rhythm that Natasha was using to stroke his cock. His thumb flicked over her clit and when she began to writhe around on her seat, Eric knew she was close to c oming.
    He removed his hand from Natasha’s hand that was still rubbing his cock and reached up to cup one breast, teasing the nipple until it was hard. He nearly lost it in his pants when her hand in his lap continued to rub him and he knew he had to stop her or he really was going to embarrass hi mself.
    Faster he worked the fingers of his other hand in and out of her soaked pussy, flicking his thumb over her clit, desperate to make her come now, although he was really starting to worry that watching her come would push him over the edge.
    He could feel his body tightening, his cock swelling and he was so hard it was painful. He dragged her hand out of his lap. “No Natasha. Don’t make me come here. This is for you, there’s plenty of time for me l ater.”
    “Please Eric.” And he felt more pre cum weep out of his cock at the breathless, needy tone in her voice. God, this woman was going to be his un doing.
    “No Natasha, not here.” He bent to her and kissed her. “Now come for me.” He said and drove his fingers into her again before pulling them out, holding them up for her to see. “See how wet you are sweetheart.” He moved his fingers to his nose and breathed in her scent. God, she smelt so damned good, sweet and heady. He nearly came right then and there.
    “God you smell so good.” Eric told her, his eyes on her face as he stuck them in his mouth and licked them clean, never breaking eye contact wit h her.
    He watched hot colour flood her cheeks and he smiled. He could see she was embarrassed but turned on as well. Arousal burned in her eyes and she was breathing in short, sharp br eaths.
    She tasted even better than she smelt and Eric couldn’t wait to get between her legs and sink his tongue into her and drink that sweet nectar of hers.
    He went back to plunging his fingers into her body, dragging them over her g-spot, feeling her tight little pussy getting even wetter. Natasha was sweating lightly, perspiration beading on her to p lip.
    “Ok, now baby, come for me now.” He urged her, his fingers working her over and over. He watched as she squirmed on her seat, her eyes glazing over and he pressed his lips against her ear. “Come on baby, come for me NOW!”
    Eric watched as she came apart and her lips parted a hiss squeezing past them. He bent over closing his mouth over hers, swallowing the cries she made to save her the embarrassment of being heard by the other guests eating in the resta urant.
    He could feel the muscles of her pussy closing over his fingers, clenching them, drawing them deeper inside her and he ground his teeth down hard, one hand pressing over his cock that threatened to explode at any m oment.
    With a couple more flicks over her clit, Natasha shattered again and Eric watched her with a certain amount of masculine triumph that he could reduce her to the quivering, shaking mess that she was now. She was amazing, fucking amazing. So damned responsive and at that moment he realised he was fucked. This woman who had worked for him for almost a year had the potential to be the one woman who could tame him and he felt a shiver of fear work its way up his spine.
    Eric waited while Natasha came down from her orgasms and he watched