Her Sweetest Mistake (Amelia) novel Chapter 99

“Sir,” he answered, awaiting Noah’s command.

“Call in Miss Hamilton.”

Isla waltzed joyfully into her house. She hummed an old melody that had been stuck with her since her days of being in the orphanage. She opened her living room door to a big surprise.

Her 6–foot boyfriend was naked with a red bow tied to his dangling shaft.

“Surprise!” he exclaimed, popping a glitter gun that sent specks of shimmers into the air.

“Jackie? What is all this?” Isla walked in, her eyes scanning the lightly decorated room. Two parallel lines of candles trailer down to their bedroom door.

She walked in between the lines in surprise, glancing left and right.

“Well, you got the job,” he responded happily.

“A job you almost made me lose,” Isla argued with a hint of anger in her voice.

“Fuck, I’m sorry,” he hugged her from behind, the bow in his dick tickled her ass which made her flinch.

“I mean who sends their girlfriend a nude picture during an interview?”

“I wanted to ease the tension,” he said, kissing her neck.

“Bad timing. You ruined my interview.”

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“I’m sorry.” he apologized, turning her to face him. “Apology accepted?”

“I can’t stay mad at you forever, can I? And besides, I got the job regardless.”

“So let’s celebrate,” he said, removing her shirt.

“Jackie, not now. I’m tired,” Isla groaned.

“Let me ease your stress, babe. Come to Daddy.”

He pulled off her shirt and skirt in a swift second, then carried her over his shoulder to the bedroom.

“Can you remove the bow on your dick?” Isla asked, her eye fixed on the rope holding the bow in place.

“Nope. I want you to unwrap your present. Don’t ruin the fun.”

Isla rolled her eyes and sighed in anticipation of the boring sex that was about to happen.

Jackson strode into their bedroom and threw Isla on the bed. He spread her legs apart and knelt in between the

space.

“You can open your present now,” Jackie said, biting his bottom lips.

Isla drew closer, her hands gently went behind Jackson and undid the knot. The bow fell off revealing Jackson’s hard–on. Isla closed her eyes and inhaled sharply.

“Yes. Get ready to take in Daddy’s cock.” Jackie’s words echoed in her mind but his face was replaced with that

of Noah.

Isla felt her cunt throbbing at the image in her head. A naked Noah with a veiny bulging dick. She flicked the tip with her tongue, making Noah shudder.

Her legs twitched as Jackson thrust his dick into her, her eyes flung open but instead of seeing Jackie’s face. She saw her sweaty, hot boss thrusting deep into her cunt.

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Isla ran breathlessly across the lobby toward the elevator that was closing rapidly. As Isla got closer, she threw her purse in between the edge of the door and the wall. The door automatically reversed, and she stepped into the almost empty elevator.

Removing the sticking strands from her face, she put them behind her ears.

“I’m really sorry,” she apologized to the person in the elevator without looking as she bent down to pick up her

purse.

“You’re late,” the calm, resonant familiar voice evoked fear in Isla. It was her new boss, Noah Cross.

Yesterday, she had thought about him while having sex with her boyfriend, she even came. A rare thing that happens in her sexual life. Now, she has her ass up facing him.

What more embarrassment can she ask for? Blood rushed up her face, tainting her pale cheeks red.

Slowly, she raised her upper body after picking up her purse but she didn’t turn to face him.

“Apologies Sir,” she said, biting her lower lip in shame.

“No excuse?” Noah asked from behind her.

Isla shook her head slightly to the sides, “But I promise it won’t happen again.‘

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“Good,” Noah replied, flicking his lower lip with the tip of his tongue while looking at Isla’s back.

“Don’t you have anything to show or tell me?” Noah asked, tugging at his black dotted with white tie.

“Ermm…” Isla stuttered, her thoughts roaming. What does he want her to say? That she had a wet dream about him or that even after sex with her boyfriend who left for work, she moaned his name while using a vibrator.

Wait… her boyfriend doesn’t have a job. “That bastard,” she thought.

“Don’t keep me waiting, Miss Hamilton. Where is my schedule for today’s work?” Noah asked with an arched brow, his eyes moved from her body to the elevator lever ascending number. They were getting closer to the top floor.

“Fuck.” Isla mumbled.

She had thought the wrong thing. Isla pulled out a notebook from her purse and turned around to give it to Noah, who received it with a scowl on his face.

Noah’s eyes scanned the notebook, he flicked his index finger with the tip of his tongue and flipped the notebook, page by page till he got to an empty page. Noah glanced at her briefly from under his eyelashes and

nodded.

“Not bad.” he closed the notebook and handed it back to Isla. “I see you love the phrase fuck.”

“Excuse me?”

“Can you mind the way you use the word?” Noah requested, his striking icy blue orbs boring into hers.

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“Oh, I’m sorry Sir. I will do as you command.” Isla stuttered nervously.

Noah tilted his head slightly to the side, his eyes scanning her from head to toe. She wore a button–up black blazer and plain tailored trousers.

“Is this your first time working as a secretary?”

“No Sir.”

“Why do you respond…”

Noah swallowed his words as the elevator opened, revealing his wife behind the door. Brenda smiled brightly as she saw him.

Isla bowed her head as she saw Brenda and a few board members behind her. She glanced back at Noah, who nodded a go–ahead for her to leave.

She walked away from the tension–building area, toward her new office, outside the CEO’s office.

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“Oh yes…pound my cunt harder, my lord. YES. I’m cumming. Don’t stop!” the petite girl beneath the 6–foot Jackson screamed in pleasure.

Jackson spanked her ass, leaving a palm imprint on it. The girl yelped in pleasure. She arched her waist and widened her legs to fit him fully. He had her on all four.

“Oh, you dirty slut. You love this, huh?” he thrusts deeper in a faster motion. Grunting and moaning filled the cramped room.

“Yess…Don’t stop!” the girl urged.

Jackson grabbed her bobbing breasts roughly from behind, pinching and squeezing her nipples.

The girl bit her lower lip harder as the ecstasy became too much to bear. She rode her hip along with Jackson’s, grinding and rubbing her clit on his balls. She reached down to her cunt, and she started rubbing her clit vigorously,

With his dick still deep into her, Jackson flipped her to her side and pulled her to the edge of the bed.

This gave a better view of her pussy. He rubbed her clit, using their glinting juice as lubrication.

The lady moaned in intense pleasure, “I’m cumming!!”

“Not yet,” Jackson grunted. He pulled out his cock slowly out of her cunt, and rubbed the tip on her entrance.

“Hmm,” the girl groaned in pleasure, she reached for her cunt but Jackson removed her hand.

Instead of inserting his dick into her cunt, he dug it deep into her butthole, earning a loud moan from her. He started with a slow and deep thrust but after a few seconds, he picked up his pace. While butt fucking her, he fingered her cunt mercilessly.

“Don’t stop…don‘… I’m cumming…oh fuckk,” she moaned with clenched teeth. “Please, Jay… I can’t… it’s…”

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“We. Will. Cum. Together.” Jackson grunted. “I’m almost…almost…cum for me baby.”

They both bucked their hips towards each other, with Jackson’s dick sinking deeper into her anus. She felt his warm seed shot into her, while white milky juice flowed out of her.

“Fuck. That was beautiful,” Jackson said, pulling out his cum coated shaft.

“Yes. It was,” the girl concurred breathlessly. She flinched when she felt his tongue on her cunt. “What are you doing? I can’t go for another round.” She said, lifting her head from the bed to look at him.

“I just want to lick my Kitten juice, nothing more. Besides, my girl will be home soon.” Jackson replied, bringing his head down to her cunt.

The girl rolled her eyes as she lay back on the bed. “That’s tickles,” she giggled.

“Ouch. Tickles? I was going for “Please don’t stop.” Jackson teased while licking her out.

“We wouldn’t want her to catch us, do we now?” she asked, staring at the plain white ceiling. “I don’t mind.”

“Don’t be silly,” Jackson grazed her clit with his teeth, earning a sharp moan from her.

Meanwhile, back at the office, Isla sat on the high–backed leather chair in front of her desk staring helplessly at the Greek god–like human in his office attending to clients through his window blinds.

From time to time, he’d notice her stare, and whenever he returned them, she would avert her gaze. A sharp ping sound from her phone pulled her back to reality. She looked at the saliva–soaked pen in hand.

She didn’t realize she had been nibbling on the pen cap while staring. Immediately, she threw it into the trash bin and picked up her phone.