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slide across me, and lightning shoots through me in time with the rhythm. I take a breath, force myself to relax my pussy for just one moment, and then suddenly everything shatters. My body is shaking, the shockwaves of pleasure radiating through me. I squeeze Andrew’s cock inside my walls and I feel him push into me deeper than before, again and again, groaning with the force of his own orgasm. He doesn’t stop, fucking me breathless as another orgasm takes the place of the first one. I can’t see, can’t hear, can’t breathe. Just feel.
    I hear his breathing first, and I open my eyes to meet his. He’s still inside me, and I squeeze him again. The sound he makes is close to a growl as he kisses me. “If you keep doing that I’m going to have to keep fucking you.”
    “Is that a promise?” I manage to ask in between him plundering my mouth.
    “Yes.”
    I squeeze his cock one more time with my pussy, loving the sound that he makes when I do.
    “You can’t imagine the things that I want to do to you, Naomi.”
    “Do tell.”
    He opens his mouth, and through the open door, I hear another door slam. “Naomi?” my uncle calls, his voice echoing throughout the guest house.
    Fuck.

Chapter 5
    “ O h my god .” I say, shoving Andrew off me and scrambling to my feet. If the sex I just had was a dream, this is a fucking nightmare. Uncle Roger is going to kill me. Then he’s going to kill Andrew. Then he’s going to resurrect me and kill me again for being unprofessional and fucking the man he hates.
    From the bed I hear soft laughter—Andrew is laughing, covering his face with a pillow to keep the sound low. His beautiful body is shaking with it. “Stop,” I hiss. “You have to get out of here, you know he’ll kill both of us.”
    That devilish smile is back. “Where do you want me to go? The house is an open plan. The minute I walk out the door he’s going to see me.”
    I find my skirt at the end of the bed and pull it on, quickly grabbing a shirt from the top of my suitcase. I don’t see my bra.
    “Naomi?” my uncle calls again, up the stairs.
    “Up here,” I say. “Please, do something,” I beg Andrew. “I really need him not to fire me.”
    My underwear is nowhere to be found, and I can hear my uncle coming upstairs. I grab my laptop from my bag and open it on the desk, decided that I’ll risk the lack of underwear and hope that he keeps to his usual self and not really looking at me with any scrutiny.
    Andrew is still laughing, but I hear him get off the bed, and he moves around the corner from the door. Thank goodness for the weird shape of this room. I can still see him—completely naked and cock erect again—but as long as my uncle doesn’t come into the room it might be all right. If Andrew can keep it together and not make any sound.
    Just then my uncle comes around the corner and stops in the doorway. “Ah. There you are. I’m glad you found the place all right.”
    “It’s so large it would be hard to miss.” I take a breath, trying to ignore the fact that I’m sweaty and my hair is a mess and I no doubt look like I just got fucked senseless.
    “I haven’t been inside the main house yet, but I’m sure Mr. Sterling would be willing to give us a tour at some point.”
    In my peripheral vision I see movement. Andrew has found my underwear where he tossed them earlier. He holds them up for me to see and grins. “I’d like that,” I say to my uncle.
    “Did you have a chance to catalog everything yet?”
    My heart freezes in my chest as I see Andrew raise my panties to his mouth and lick them. It’s long and slow as he stares at me, reminding me of where his mouth has so recently been. I feel a blush rising to my face, and I manage to take a breath.
    “Naomi?” my uncle prods. “Did you?”
    “Uh…no. I got everything into the dining room, but I haven’t been here that long and it was really hot, so I decided to rest first. I’ll make sure everything is catalogued