Taming Eric (6 page)

When there was a knock at the door, they both jumped. Eric pulled away from Natasha and went to answer the door. It was their breakfast. He waved the young man inside with the trolley filled with covered plates and while he unloaded them all onto the dining table, Eric took the two plates he’d ordered for later and put them into the fridge. They were a surprise for Natasha and he intended to make good use of
them.

Once all the plates were on the table, Eric pulled a $20 note from his wallet and handed it over, closing the door behind him when the young man left with the empty tr
olley.

“Hungry sweetheart?” He turned to Natasha and her stomach growled loudly making them both
laugh.

She grinned at him. “It would seem that
way.”

“Come and sit down.” He pulled out a chair for her and waited as she gracefully sat down before he started removing the covers off the plates so she could see all the various meals he’d ordered for
them.

They both started loading up their plates with food and Eric suddenly realised that he was starving. Seems a man can’t live on love or sex alone and obviously Natasha was feeling the same as she had piled up her plate too. It was strange being with a woman who liked her food and didn’t just pick at it like it was the enemy the way his model ex girlfriends had always done but he liked it, he liked to see her enjoying her
meal.

They ate in silence for a little while but Eric started wondering how Natasha was. Was she really happy with their time away? Did she have any re
grets?

“So are you enjoying yourself? Do you have any regrets?” He asked, watching her chew the mouthful of poached eggs she had before she turned to answe
r him.

“No Eric.” Her eyes met his. “I’ve had a great time.” She smiled, blushing slightly and he smiled to himself. Obviously she was remembering some moment or moments from the short time they’d shared together s
o far.

“Tell me more about yourself Natasha. Your parents, siblings, hobbies, anyt
hing.”

“Well.” She began and they settled in for a conversation about her family, political beliefs, favourite foods. They discovered they had a lot of similar interests except for movies and musical preferences. They argued good naturedly and Eric loved that Natasha gave as good as she got. She might seem a little quiet and reserved at times, but she wasn’t intimidated by him and he was pleased about
that.

They finally fell silent again, continuing to enjoy their breakfast, but Eric had one question that he had to ask her since it wouldn’t stop going around and around in his head. “So why did you give me your virginity? A question that made Natasha choke on the mouthful of food she was eating. “How did you get to 25 years of age and manage to stay a vi
rgin?”

“I… I hadn’t met anyone I wanted to sleep with before.” She blushed. “I couldn’t just go to bed with someone to simply rid myself of my virgi
nity.”

Inside Eric gave a triumphant shout that she had chosen him to be the first man she slept with. She had to be attracted to him obviously to have made the decision to give her virginity to him. A part of him felt fucking amazing, whereas a part of him freaked out about what her expectations of him might be. He knew his attraction to her was like nothing he’d ever experienced before but he didn’t commit to anyone. He’d made it 31 years without being trapped to one woman and much as Natasha drove him wilder than any other woman had ever done, he still wasn’t looking for happily ever after with her, ignoring the part of his brain that screamed ‘Liar’ a
t him.

“Well, I’m thankful you chose me. A little surprised, but I hope that I was able to make your first time special for you.” He reached out to take her hand. “So what was it about me that made you decide I was the
one?”

He watched her blush again before finally speaking in a voice so soft he had to strain to hear her. “I liked you. I’ve always respected you but I didn’t know that you wanted me too. You never gave any indication of
that.”

Eric stared at her in amazement. Fuck, he was a better actor than he thought if he’d managed to keep the intense burning desire he felt around her, fro
m her.

“You’re just so beautiful, so responsive, so sexy.” He kissed the delicate skin on her wrist before continuing. “You’ve driven me crazy watching you in the office sometimes and it’s taken all my self control not to throw you over the desk and make love to you.” He watched colour flood her cheeks again and the fine tremor that ran through her body. “Have you finished eating?” He asked and Natasha n
odded.

He walked around to her chair and put his hand out to help her to her feet. “How about that shower?” He
asked.

“Ok.” She smiled in response and Eric struggled to keep his expression calm when inside he was bursting with the desire to see her naked again and to run his hands over her
body.

“Come with me then.” He took Natasha’s hand and led her into the bathroom. Once they were standing near the shower, he pushed her robe off her shoulders, standing to look at the vision that she was
naked.

He kissed her gently before stepping back to let his eyes travel down every gorgeous inch of her. “God you’re so beautiful.” He told her before kissing her again. He kept his arms by his sides, determined not to touch her because they were there to have a shower, not for him to find another excuse to fuck her. When Natasha’s arms came up to circle his neck, he groaned. “No baby.” He grabbed her arms pulling them from around his neck, groaning again when he saw the hurt look on her face. “Oh god Natasha, don’t look at me like that. I want you baby, believe me, but not here, we’re here to have a shower.” He turned on the water, adjusting it until the temperature was right. He shed his towel and stepped under the spray, pulling Natasha under with him. She fell into his arms and he held her against him, his cock sandwiched between their bodies. She started rubbing against him and although his cock was screaming ‘yes,’ he pushed her away. “Stop it Natasha.” His tone warned her off. “We’re here to have a shower.” When her face fell, he grinned. “Insatiable aren’t you? I think I’ve created a mon
ster.”

Ignoring the overwhelming urge to throw her up against the tiles and fuck her senseless, Eric soaped up a washer and slowly began to bath her. Gradually he worked his way down her body, over her breasts, stomach and spent extra time and care gently washing her between her legs. While he washed her he tried to occupy his mind with spread sheets anything to keep his mind off the desire to spread her legs and drive his rigid cock deep inside her pussy. This was getting crazy now. He’d always prided himself on his control and now he seemed to have none at all. He should be too old to get a hard on over some tit and ass but he had all the control of a 14 year old boy aroun
d her.

When he finally made his way down to her feet, he got her to lift them one at a time so he could wash them. She braced herself on his shoulder so she wouldn’t overbalance which put his eyes in line with her little strip of curls. He groaned to himself. ‘Good move Eric deciding to bathe her.’ Once he was finished, he straightened, painfully aware that his cock was standing eagerly between them and although he wasn’t sure he’d be able to take Natasha’s hands on him without blowing his load all over her, he held out the wash cloth and said. “My turn
now.”

He held his body tense while she started washing him, her touch tentative since he was probably the first man she’d ever washed. She worked her way down over his face, neck, chest, arms and when she moved down over his stomach, his muscles tightened and his cock jerked in anticipation of her
touch.

Carefully she soaped up his cock and he ground his teeth together as he fought for control. God, if he didn’t stop grinding his teeth, he was going to need repair work done by his dentist at this
rate.

He was just holding it together, just, when Natasha looked into his eyes and with a tiny smile, dropped to her knees in front of him. Oh hell, she wasn’t was she? Then her lips closed around his cock, yes, she was. Fuck what a sight it was to see her before him, on her knees and her mouth moving up and down on his rigid shaft, watching himself disappearing between her lips and reappe
aring.

Eric groaned, his hands moving to her hair, tangling in her wet curls. He tried hard not to thrust into her mouth since he knew women in the past had complained that he was so big, they had struggled to accommodate all of him without almost gagging on his l
ength.

It was hard though when her lips wrapped around him, alternatively sucking on him firmly before flicking her tongue over the head and he felt the pre cum trickle out only to be licked away by Natasha’s hot, sexy t
ongue.

She was like a woman possessed on his cock, sucking him in deep, cupping his balls in her hands then licking up his length and flicking her tongue over the swollen head of his shaft. He could feel his legs starting to shake. Natasha’s hands curled around his buttocks holding him closer and she began to take him into her faster and faster, sucking on him, her head bobbing up and down as she took him deep into her warm moist
mouth.

Despite being under the water, he could feel himself starting to sweat. How far was she prepared to take this because he knew he was not far off coming and he was going to blow spectacularly. Unable to control himself, he thrust forward, feeling his cock hit the back of Natasha’s throat but she was still coping ok. Trouble was, he wasn’t. He was about to
blow.

“Natasha… baby.” He gasped. “Stop, please. I’m… I’m going to come. You don’t want that… I don’t expect you to do that. I don’t have to come in your mouth.” As he struggled to gasp out the words to stop her, he tugged on her hair in an effort to get himself out of her mouth before he blew but she had a hand closed around the base of his cock and her mouth wouldn’t release him. If anything she sucked on him even harder and he knew he was
lost.

She pulled away from him to look up at him which made Eric feel a mix of relief and disappointment. His cock suddenly bereft of her lips bobbed and he ached desperate for his release. With a small smile, Natasha bent forward and wrapped her lips around him again which made him groan and his cock jerk enthusiastically in res
ponse.

He still felt obligated to try and stop her one more time though. “No baby, damn, you don’t have to do this. Fuck your mouth, what you can do with that sexy mouth. I’m warning you baby, I can’t hold on much longer.” He tugged on her hair again, but she ignored him and increased the pace, her mouth working up and down the straining length of him. Fuck but she was amazing. The way she sucked on him she treated his cock like it was her favourite ice
cream.

When she suddenly sucked on him hard, drawing him right to the back of her throat, he knew he was lost. “God Natasha.” He yelled but when she grazed her teeth lightly up the hard length of him, that was as much as he could take. “Fuck Natasha.” His balls drew up against his body and he felt the pressure move from his balls along the length of his cock before he exploded into her mouth, pumping uncontrollably. “Fuck, fuck,
FUCK!”

He knew he was flooding her but she seemed to be keeping up and she swallowed his cum as fast as he pumped into her warm, moist mouth. He was surprised that she swallowed as his previous girlfriends had always spat rather than swallow. In fact they had completely refusing to swallow, but not Natasha, she gulped it down. Finally he finished, his cock jerking with aftershocks as she released him and stared up at him. He stared down at her in surprise, in wonder, in awe of what she’d just done and bent down to drag her to her feet, cupping her face in his hands. “God sweetheart, you’re amazing. Where did you learn to do that?” Although knowing that she had to have brought some other man that much pleasure with her mouth made his stomach tighten. To think that his sweet natured, gentle PA could give such an incredible blow job. If he’d only known he worked every day alongside of a woman with one hell of a
mouth.

When he looked down at her he was surprised when she blushed. “I’ve never done that be
fore.”

“What? You’re kidding me. Baby, you’re a nat
ural.”

“So you like it?” Her voice sounded unsure t
o him.

Did he like it? Did she even have to ask? The fact that he’d nearly choked her on a load full of cum and she had to ask? He pulled her into his arms. “Do you even have to ask?” He kisse
d her.

He leaned back from her so he could see her face. “Now it’s your
turn.”

Natasha stepped back. “Oh no Eric. I think I’m clean now so please can we get out of the shower? I’m starting to look like a p
rune.”

When she held her fingers up to show him how wrinkled the skin was, he laughed. “Well we can’t have that now can we?” He said, shutting off the
water.

Gently he spent the time drying her body, even making sure he’d got as much moisture as he could out of her hair, then wrapped her in a towel. Once he was finished drying her hair, he started brushing it for her, taking the time to make sure he didn’t snag any tangles and hurt her. He just loved to touch her and even the simple act of brushing her hair please
d him.

When he glanced at her in the mirror she was smiling at him. “What are you smiling about?” He
asked.

“I’m just surprised. Mr Big Corporate Business Man brushing his employee’s hair.” She said teas
ingly.

He swatted her on the buttocks with the hair brush and she squealed. “Are you being cheeky to your
Boss?”

“Me? Never.” Her look was wide eyed and innocent but he could see the laughter gleaming in them. God she was gorgeous. He loved these exchanges with her. She was quick witted and a little sassy and he loved that about her. Damn, but he could love her. As soon as that thought entered his head, Eric felt his heart leap in his chest. No, he couldn’t fall for her. He wasn’t going to fall for her. She was here for him to work out of his system, nothing more. He didn’t fall in love with anyone. He’d spent all these years protecting his heart from more pain and he wasn’t going to let his PA get under his ski
n now.