Dominic
When I walked into the conference room, I stopped short. She was sitting there in a dress fixing good knows what, and the view I just had made me lose the last bit of sanity I had.
I think I just came in my fucking pants. I waited until everyone left. She tried to run, but I wasn't having it, just that one touch had me craving more. I cornered her in the back of the conference room.
“Why did you run?"
“Because I don't intend to be fucking my boss,” she said, gritting her teeth.
I leaned into her, my hands sliding up her body, cupping her breast, and she moaned.
I pulled her down onto a chair and got between her thighs. I ripped her pants off. I guess they'll be my souvenir.
“You are mine. Don't ever run again.”
“I am not.”
“I'm going to eat your pussycat until you scream.”
When she moaned, I knew I was doing the right thing. She wanted this, and so did I.
“You taste so good. Come into my mouth.”
Tia
He had a talented tongue, his words alone took me to the edge. I've never felt this way before. How did I end up with him between my legs again? I'll never know.
“Two weeks.” I felt his fingers replace his mouth, and I moaned a bit too loud.
“I didn't get to fuck you like I wanted, now I will.” He grabbed me and put me on the table.
I felt him move, and then he was in me.
He filled me up, and when I heard him groan, I knew he was just as lost as I was. He slammed into me with such abandon.
“Why the fuck is your pussy so tight? Why do you feel so good?” This was insanity.
“Harder Please...”
“You want to come?”
“Yes sir.”
“Then say it, you're mine."
“No” He fucked into me harder, causing my body to move forward on the conference table.
“I'm yours, sir. Now fuck me hard, and make me come.”
Dominic
I had no idea what the fuck was happening here, but I'll be damned if I ever stop or let her go. Her legs are around my waist as I keep stroking into her.
It's been two weeks, and I can't stop thinking about that adorable, charming angel. Her lively, soulful eyes, her soft waist, and her perfectly rounded hips. It feels like I've known her for a long time, and I thought I would never see her again.
She’s so innocent, yet so stubborn—intersting.
What is this feeling? It’s so different from all those meaningless sex I’ve had before.
Someone was knocking on the door.
“Stop.” She tried to sit up, but I wasn't having that sh*t.
The knocking continues. "Are you afraid, angel?"
I grabbed her by the throat and laid her back onto the table.
“You're not going anywhere.”
I'll give her what she wants. I played with her clitoral. Making her moan louder. “Come for me.”
Tia
My body is on the brink of release. He slams into me harder and faster, making me lose control. I'm at the edge of my orgasm. I came with a moan, and so did he.
He leaned over and kissed me, leaving me surprised. That caused him to slide deeper into me. I pulled away from him and started fixing myself properly.
“Where are my pants?" He just looked at me with a devilish smile.
“If you want them back, meet me next time,” he said while smirking.
***
At the end of the day, he still didn't return my underwear.
Which pissed me the hell off, because I dropped a pretty penny on those, as a matter of fact, all my underwear was top of the line. I avoided him for the rest of the day, thankfully.
When I returned to my quiet home, my heart suddenly sank. all I did was make a quick stir-fry and eat. Looking around, I was reminded of my damn boyfriend. Before he cheated, things between us were... okay, I guess. Maybe I’m just missing the feeling of having someone around, or perhaps, I’m simply not used to being alone.
Uhh...
But touching down, I could still feel a faint pleasure lingering down below, and that sexy image of my boss popped into my mind. I really liked how it felt when he touched me.
Oh no. He may not be a serial killer, but he’s your boss! He could have a hundred women, but you need this job.
But... why did his gaze feel so genuine, so tender—maybe even more tender than my boyfriend’s? I really wish he were here.
OMG, what were you thinking! That’s impossible.
I buried my face in the pillow, as if that could somehow silence my thoughts.
I was watching a supernatural movie to get distracted.
Ding! The door bell rings.
Who the hell could that be now? I dragged myself off the couch to the front door.
He was definitely not the person I was expecting, but god, he's so hot in that casual shirt.
Oh no! I was in my most saggy outfit, probably with a coffee stain on it.
"Hi beauty."
"Hi..."
Kill me, in both ways!