Chapter 24 The Stranger I Fucked Was My Boss?!
CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
Stella’s POV
My heart skipped a beat as I could not believe what happened. He wanted to do that? I thought people considered it disgusting, at least, that was what James had told me.
My legs trembled as I tried to close them.
He glanced at me, “Stay still,” he said, as he held my legs apart and buried his head between my thighs.
“Hmm,” I gasped and bit my lips. His wet tongue flickered my clit, before thrusting it into my soaked cunt.
My heart beat faster with each second. “Fuck,” I moaned in a low voice.
He buried his tongue deep into my hole and started thrusting it in and out. My body twitched as I tried to stay still.
“Fuckkk!!” I cried out as he thrust his finger into my pussy.
Damn, I had to close my eyes. The pleasure felt out of this world.
My body kept shaking. His tongue and finger kept drilling me. My hands rested on his head as I pushed my pussy deeper into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck!” I moaned loudly and breathed heavily while my legs shook violently.
“That’s it, baby, cum for me,” I heard him say against my pussy. My body twitched in every direction.
My hold tightened on his head as I felt my pussy clench hard around his finger.
“Fuck, I'm cumming!!” A scream tore through my throat.
My breath came in sharp gasps as I closed my eyes and released his mouth.
I still felt his tongue licking me clean, but I could not move a single finger.
My eyes closed as I drifted off to sleep.
The sound of rushing water made my eyes flutter open slowly. My eyes darted around the room while I still lay in the stranger’s bed.
My eyes fell on my naked body and instantly I stood, grabbing my pants, since he had ripped my shirt off, I took his instead.
I tiptoed to the door, shut it with a low thud, and dashed down the hallway.
Only when I reached the elevator did I realize I was in a presidential suite.
I placed my hand on my chest, straightened my clothes. When I got out of the hotel, I waved down a cab, and went straight home.
I pulled out my phone from my pocket and tried to turn it on, but it was already dead.
I hissed in frustration. “Miss, are you okay?” the cab driver asked.
I smiled lightly. “I’m okay, just a little pissed,” I said.
The driver nodded and focused back on the road.
When I reached my tiny apartment, I removed all my clothes, plugged in my dead phone, and walked into the shower. I took a hot shower and scrubbed my skin that still reeked of cum.
Eventually, I came out and looked at my reflection in the mirror, which made me sigh.
Heavy hickeys covered my neck. I shook my head. I had not even cared to know who he was, and I felt glad I had not stayed to find out.
He was just a fling and nothing more. I applied lotion to my skin. A notification chimed, making me pause.
A message from James read, “Hey, you available tonight?” I rolled my eyes before dropping my phone.
The audacity to message me for such nonsense was insane. Another notification chimed again, but I ignored it and continued what I was doing.
After I applied my lotion, I wore my pajamas and climbed into bed. I scrolled through my socials when a call came in.
I sighed and pressed the answer button. “Hey, why are you ignoring my text?” James yelled over the phone amid loud background noise.
I rubbed my forehead. “We are done, James. Why are you calling me?” I asked.
He scoffed loudly. “Done where? You’re too obsessed to leave me,” he said. I knew he probably wore a proud smirk on his face.
I was about to speak when I heard a low voice. “James, come on, I'm horny,” a tiny female voice said.
I ran my hand through my hair, hung up the call, and blocked his contact immediately.
What a loser. He had really seen me as a fool.
I lay on the bed. Tomorrow was another day, I made a mental note to visit my mom and sister.
The weekend passed in a blur. After that night, I never heard from James again. Even though I felt happy, I could not help but think about the stranger a few times.
I ran my hand through the stack of clothes and decided to settle for a straight black skirt that reached below my knee and a brown shirt.
After I dressed, I packed my hair into a ponytail, applied lip gloss, and left the house.
When I reached the tall glass building, I greeted the receptionist. She seemed like a friendly person, and I would not mind being friends with her, but that was for another day.
Shortly after I settled in my office, I heard a low knock. “Come in,” I mumbled, still focused on the documents on my desk.
“Good morning, ma. The boss seeks your attention,” a young girl, whom I assumed was an intern, said.
“Okay,” I said as I stood, straightened my clothes, and left the room.
I had heard a lot about this so-called big boss. He was strict, intelligent and very calculating.
My heart raced. I entered the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor. When I arrived, I walked calmly to the door.
I knocked gently. “Come in,” a firm voice said.
I rubbed my sweaty palms together before entering. My eyes settled on a young man whose head bowed as he looked at the document in his hand.
I held my breath and waited for him to speak. Slowly, he raised his head and relaxed into the chair, wearing a smirk on his face.
My heart sank as my knees weakened. The stranger I had fucked and run away from was my freaking boss?!