The CEO and the Girl From the Coffee Shop (8 page)

His soft
chuckle had her looking back up into his eyes. "Come on. Humour
me." He took a step backward pulling her reluctantly along with
him.

"But..." she
glanced down at the towels that they had just been laying on. "We
were..."

Without
warning he scooped her up into his arms, lifting her as though she
weighted nothing more than a feather. She followed his gaze to the
pool and then snapped her head back around to glare up at him,
knowing exactly what he had planned. "Oh Mr Reynolds, you wouldn't
dare!"

He wiggled his
eyebrows at her and without another word tossed her in. She
squealed as she found herself flying through the air and then
plunging into the warm water feet first. They were at the deeper
end of the pool at a depth of ten feet. As her feet hit the bottom
she lunged upwards and broke back through the surface sputtering,
wiping the water from her face and trying not to laugh. She wanted
to be furious as she treaded water, but glancing up at him standing
at the edge of the pool laughing at her distraught state, washed
the anger away.

When he
realized her eyes were on him, he plunged head first into the
water, with the skill and grace of a professional diver. Seconds
later, he resurfaced a foot away from her, his body once again
glistening as the beads of water ran over his shoulders as he
treaded water.

"What if I
couldn't swim! I would have drown!" she growled, splashing water at
him and feigning anger, though in truth she was more amused than
anything else.

He laughed as
he closed the distance between them. Wrapping an arm around her
waist, Gabriel pulled her to him, while moving them toward
shallower waters. "I would have saved you."

She moved with
him in the water, using one hand to paddle, while slipping the
other around his neck. "Would you now?" They made it to the five
foot mark, which had the water coming up over her shoulders, while
it came to mid-chest on him.

"I would," he
confirmed backing her against the cool ceramic tile of the pool
wall and then boxing her in, an arm on either side of her head. A
deep feral sound came from him as he lowered his mouth to hers and
reignited the fire within her.

"My God
Gabriel, I can't believe how much I want you." she sighed against
his lips as he ghosted his over hers. She wasn't sure what
surprised her more the fact she wanted him more than she'd wanted
anyone in her lifetime, or the fact that she felt so comfortable
admitting it to him. Something about him made her feel liberated
and at ease; like she could do or say anything around him and not
worry about the consequences.

He chuckled
softly his eyes gleaming with amusement and desire. "I'm all yours
baby."

She hesitated
a moment, staring into his dark eyes. Things were already
complicated enough, did she really want to make them even more so?
She touched his strong, square jaw. Everything about him was
amazing and he wanted
her
! Without another thought on the
matter she slipped her hand behind his head and pulled his mouth
down to hers.

Gabriel
groaned as his lips came crashing down onto hers with a hunger
she'd never felt from anyone before. His body pressed tightly
against hers, pinning her between the cool ceramic and his warm,
hard body.

Grabbing her
thighs, he hoisted her up onto his hips, and pressed her groin up
against hers. The hard ridge of her cock, pressed against her
pelvis and the only thing she could think about from that point on
was how good it was going to feel with him slamming into her.

Gabriel's hand
slipped around her as he tugged the ties loose on her bikini top.
The top fell open and into the water, exposing her amble breasts to
him. "You're breasts are stunning Beth," he said, his mouth working
its way down her neck to capture the first nipple between his
teeth.

"Oh God!" The
feel of his tongue and teeth as they pinched and tormented her
nipple sent short rushes of pleasure through her, increasing the
fire between her legs. She arched her back, pushing her breasts
towards him, aching for more. A soft tug to the strings of her
bikini bottom had it joining the top, floating at the top of the
water beside them.

"That's not
fair!"

He lifted his
head to meet her gaze, concerned mixed with his desire in his
expression. "What's wrong?"

Cupping his
head in her hands she lowered her mouth to kiss him quickly before
working a trail of small kisses along his jaw to his earlobe.
"Because you've had me naked twice today and I have yet to see that
beautiful cock of yours."

"Ahhh fuck
Beth!" With one hand supporting her weight on his hips he used the
other to push down his swim trunks and moments later they joined
her swimsuit floating next to them. His large, eager shaft pressed
against her opening, taunting her on what was soon to come.

"That's
better," she whispered, wiggling over him, taking the tip of his
cock into her quivering core. She was rewarded by a low growl from
him as his body tensed up, but he held himself back.

His expression
grew serious for a moment. "Are you taking anything Beth?"

"Yes. But
haven't had sex for over six months so it was becoming almost
pointless."

Gabriel
grinned. "Well, then, let's remedy that," he slid his hand into her
hair, fisted the long blonde strands and gave her hair a tug,
forcing her face to tilt up to him. His mouth came crashing down
onto hers, just as he slammed his cock fully into her, stretching
her awaiting pussy to its limits and slamming her hard against the
tile.

She cried out
against his mouth at the sudden invasion. He felt better than she
could have imagined. Wrapping her legs tighter around his waist and
her arms around his neck she held tight to him as he withdrew and
rammed into her a second time. His groan mimicked hers with the
second thrust. As he pulled his mouth from hers to catch her eyes,
he withdrew and slammed into her a third time.

"Fuck Beth,
you feel good," he rasped as he began to increase the pace of his
thrusts.

Good didn't
even begin to describe the feelings that went rushing through her.
The feeling of him filling her was sending wave upon wave of
pleasure through her body and quickly escalading her desire to the
point of climax.

"Oh... God...
So... Do... You," she managed to reply, each word spoken between
thrusts and gritted teeth.

The water of
the pool around them began to splash and spill over the side as he
thrust in and out of her, the head of his dick stroking her g-spot
with each inward thrust. Closing her eyes and arching her back, she
began to move with him, her body working in perfect sync with his.
Her breasts jiggled each time she bucked against him, and her whole
body glistened as beads of water splashed and traveled down and
around her body.

"I want you
coming with me," Gabriel's voice rasped in her ear sending yet
another shiver down her spine.

"Oh yes! I
want to. I need to." She was getting close, so close. The heat of
his breath and the flick of his tongue against the side of her neck
was nearly her undoing. His cock throbbed inside of her, readying
itself for release.

"I'm coming
baby!"

Yes, oh yes
yes yes!
She leaned forward once more and clung to him as he
thrust hard up into her one final time and a gush of his cum shot
into her. The feel of his seed slamming against her inner walls
took her over the edge with him, she screamed out as her body
erupted. Her pussy tightening around his exploding dick and she
joined him in the sweet release, her pussy milking his shaft for
every last drop of him.

"Oh Gabriel,"
she whispered, kissing her way along his jaw to his mouth. She
pressed her forehead to his. "That was amazing."

"Mmmm. It
was." He reached over and brushed a strand of wet hair from her
eyes and tucked it behind her ear, as he smiled at her,
satisfaction and relief evident in his eyes and handsome
features.

A bout of
giggles hit her, just as he began to pull his depleted dick from
her. She removed her legs from his waist and he slowly set her back
down onto her feet. Her knees were weak, so she was grateful for
the support of the pool wall at her back.

"I'm not too
sure giggling is the reaction I was hoping for after what we just
did," he chided.

She placed a
kiss on his broad chest and glanced up at him. "I was thinking that
it is pretty cliché that you're technically diddling the maid."

"Diddling the
maid," he echoed in disbelief, his expression stern, but it was
evident that he was holding back a smile. Bending down he slipped
an arm under her thighs and pulled her into his arms, then started
to wade his way to the pool stairs, not paying any mind to their
discarded bathing suits. "I hope you have lots of energy left baby,
cause I'm not even close to finished,
diddling
the maid
tonight."

Beth's heart
began to race with excitement as she considered what he may have in
store for her when they got to wherever it was he was taking
her.

"Diddling the
maid," Gabriel murmured to himself with an amused smile on his lips
as he watched Beth sleep - snoring softly - beside him, her golden
hair fanned out around her head. Not being able to hold himself
back, he reached over and traced her delicate jaw with his index
finger. She moaned softly and snuggled up to him. Kissing her
temple, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight.

She'd wanted
to sleep in her room, stating that she didn't want to confuse the
relationship. As far as he was concerned they were long past
confusing things and he wasn't entirely upset about it. Why
couldn't they keep things professional? He'd admit that perhaps
he'd gone about things the wrong way and this could be a potential
time bomb waiting to happen, especially when she fully discovered
what he was really into; sexually.

He glanced
over at the drawer she'd opened earlier that evening. That was only
a small glimpse into his life and his collection. She'd seemed
interested in what was inside and not put off, so perhaps there was
some hope that she'd be able to share his lifestyle. He'd take it
slow and easy with her if need be, though he supposed since
tomorrow was Saturday and he didn't work on the weekends, unless it
was absolutely necessary, they could discuss his sexual lifestyle
then.

He had a good
feeling about her. He'd been in relationships before, but none had
him captivated like the little vixen next to him, with her
girl-next-door innocence and beauty. He'd felt it from the first
day he'd laid eyes on her, when she had served him that very first
cup of coffee. He was a man who was very comfortable with taking
chances and he saw Beth as a fairly low risk gamble.

****

Not yet fully
awake, Beth felt the area of the bed next to her to discover
Gabriel missing. Her eyes fluttered open to find herself alone in
his massive bedroom. Glancing up at the brass clock mounted on the
opposite wall she began to panic
. Oh-my-God, it's almost
noon!

Flinging the
blankets off of her naked body she leapt from the bed. She swore to
herself that she wasn't going to let whatever it was that was going
on between her and Gabriel affect her work for him. The last thing
she wanted to do is take advantage of the situation or worse yet
start feeling like she was being paid for sex rather than what she
was hired to do. But here she was the day after fucking her boss,
not up to fulfill her duties and prepare breakfast for him.

Rushing down
the hall to her own bedroom she hopped into the shower and took the
quickest shower of her life. After the shower she grabbed a pair of
"Scooby-Doo" boxer shorts and chocolate brown form fitting t-shirt
and rushed down the flight of stairs to the kitchen.

As she
approached the kitchen a delicious aroma assaulted her nostrils and
her stomach began to grumble.
Oh God, that smells amazing!
She froze in her place as she entered the kitchen and watched
Gabriel as he masterfully prepared lunch, shirtless and barefoot,
wearing only a pair of grey jogging pants that hung low on his
hips. For at least the thousandth time since she'd met him she was
taken away by how gorgeous he was.

His back was
to her as he focused on the task at hand giving her a moment to
watch him. Sensing her behind him he waved to the small two person
table. "It's almost ready. I've a place set out for you
already."

"You realize
that is
my
job," she reminded him as she made her way across
the kitchen to sit at the table, there was a seafood salad and warm
biscuits already waiting for her there. "So what are you making,"
she asked straining her neck to see what he was doing. Her stomach
grumbled as the delicious scents continued to drift over to
her.

"Well as for
it being
your
job. True. But I saw what you did with the
bacon and toast yesterday so unless I want to eat scallops and
risotto all weekend I think I'll handle the cooking."

"But, it's
what you're paying me to do-"

He glanced
over at her and smiled. "True again. But you have other duties
besides the kitchen."

Her mind
immediately went back to the previous night and the hours they
spent enjoying the feel of each others body. How many orgasms did
she have? She lost count. He had been insatiable and just the
thought of the previous night had a blush forming on her
cheeks.

''And we
already discussed the duties didn't necessarily include what
happened last night." he reminded her, as if reading her mind.

Her blush
deepened and she found it suddenly hard to look him in the eye.