Tears Of Emma: His Sex Doll novel Chapter 68

I then said more confidently. "What did you call it? Work hard, fuck hard."

I giggled as he went to protest and I threw my arms around his neck, and we kissed again.

"That's not exactly what I said," He finally managed to respond when our lips had parted.

"So, fucking's not part of the deal?" I said. My head moving slightly in a quizzical kind of way.

He reached forward for another kiss, but I moved my head backward. He tried again and the same and I did it again.

He stood up straighter, a confused look on his face. I was backing away now. I love what am doing. I think am loving him.

"You do want me to be your assistant with benefits? I asked, emphasising the "do". He frowned, taking a moment to digest the odd phrase but he had to admit it was about right.

"I'll tell you what worries me," I said. I was laughing when I said it, but Mike still felt a stab of anxiety. His mind racing to try and second guess my issue when there were multiple possibilities.

"I know you are incredible at what you do," I said. He went to protest but I added to his delight, "No I think you are amazing but are you any good in bed?" I laughed. My fingers slowly began to undo the buttons of the shirt I was wearing. "I need to know the sex will be good." I said with mock seriousness. I want to know his reaction.

The look on Mike's face was intense. I loved the fact I had his full attention. A few buttons were undone now so I opened the shirt a little and showed the top of my chest. "And I also wonder," I paused and then added quickly. "Can you catch me?"

I turned and with a shriek I ran. Mike a moment later running after me.

*Mike pov*

I ran after her as if we are lovers. We are not but its on the air. I think am falling in love. I've never done something as lovely as this before.

Inside I groaned at how many people would now be calling to reception to complain about shrieking and the noise of running feet.

"My assistant does as she is told," he said. "Immediately and without question." He was serious with no suggestion he appeared to be joking. And with that, I went to push away from him a little and he did not doubt protest at his words. But before I could move, he reached forward.

"See," he said and ripped my shirt open and then wrenched it off my shoulders. Once more baring my breasts.

"I think am meant to be impressed" I said, trying to hide that I was enthralled by his actions.

"After all it's your shirt," I added. A second later there was another tug and he had split my knickers. "Hey," I said, repeating the word. This time I was not shocked. More so when I was pushed back against the dressing table and then for a third time I said. "Hey," as he had gripped both of my hands, and then had roughly kissed my breasts. The tenderness of before was gone. But I love what he's doing to me. I love it when a man takes control in something like this.

Can you give me some blowjob ," he said, adding a, "can you?" When I did not immediately answer.

"Yes," I replied shyly. I smiled, I loved the humble side to his nature. Am really falling for him. Could this be love?

He simply stepped back and lowered his trousers revealing a huge dick that sprung eagerly to attention.