Daisy Novel
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Chapter 105 Triple Shooting {4}

Chapter 105 Triple Shooting {4}
And without a warning of what was to come, Lucas swallowed Boss' length in the depths of his mouth.

Boss groaned loudly, his eyes shut for that moment - wallowing in the ecstacy of the overwhelming sweetness.

How the hell had he been missing this? Boss' brushed his thumb across Lucas' lower lip.

Lucas' hold tightened around Boss' beamer when the touch sent a shiver down his back. 

He should be compensated as well, he shouldn't always be at the giving end, Lucas considered. But for this moment, he would overlook, there were still other unshared moments ahead of them.

Lucas' head started to bob on Boss' dick, sloppishly saliva slipped and coated Boss' dick. He could feel the taste of Boss precum in his mouth.

Fucking sweet, he thought to himself.

Boss continued to hum and groan as his fingers intertwined with the soft strands of Lucas' hair.

This was heavenly, the thought whizzed at him. He bucked.

Lucas groaned to that, his other hand toying with Boss' sack of balls as he sucked.

Boss' gave another thrust.

Still no protest from Lucas, and he gave another.

Lucas choked slightly, gagging to the push but he recovered quickly. The feel of Boss' cock in his throat felt more rewarding. He intensified his sucking and so did Boss.

Boss took the ride by force, he started slamming his cock repeatedly even against Lucas' flailing hands.

When he felt his sea of tides arising, he groaned on, letting the moment elude him. 

Hot liquid scattered into Lucas' mouth and streaked down his throat, Lucas was forced to swallow his load of milk as it spilled, until finally Boss withdrew his shaft from his mouth.

An awkward silence stumbled in the room, Boss glanced at Lucas who was wiping his coated lips. 

Boss zipped up, turned around, picked up something from the desk and his jacket from the chair, then he threw a bundle of keys towards Lucas.

"I have a meeting which has already commenced without me. But I need you to get my daughter, Saraphina from the airport, returning home for the summer holiday," Boss explained.

Lucas dragged himself to his feet. No matter how hard he had tried to conceal it, Boss' eyes had caught a glimpse of his bulge, but instead chose to ignore it.

Lucas was still hard as hell, and was deeply unsatisfied. He needed a release and Boss didn't seem to have a patience for all of that.

"Is she the one in the picture?" Lucas forced a smile.

"Yeah, she is. She's easily recognisable. She wanted me to pick her up but I can't, you'll drop her home and do some homework with her that is." Boss explained.

"Some home work?" Lucas shot a brow.

"She likes to shop around, go to parties, you're young, and you make a good companion," Boss squeezed one of his shoulders.

Lucas winced at the thought of that.

Really, companion?

So, his work so far would be baby sitting a young lady?

How possibly could his day get any awful?

And since Boss believed Lucas was gay, he felt comfortable in that knowledge that Lucas would be the right person for his daughter.

"Definitely," Lucas nodded, turning around to nurse his bulge.

"And, Lucas?" 

Lucas thought Boss wanted to say something about the bulge between his legs. His eyes skated to Boss'.

"Be careful with my Porsche."

...When Lucas Yeti saw her, he knew he was in trouble. Her body was one thing, but her incessant touching was what he couldn't avoid.

And being reminded of his unrepentant bulge, he forced her hands to her sides.

"My daddy didn't say a fine man like you is picking me up," she tilted his chin up to halt him from grabbing her luggage.

He hadn't expected to meet a chubby young lady with pretty sapphire eyes, and plump lips that smack as she chewed gum nosily. She wore a sleeveless, short gown that exposed her thick arms and thick thighs.

And she smelled so fucking good. Lucas couldn't help wondering what perfume she was wearing.

"Your daddy has other business, please get in the car," he was polite, swearing silently at himself every minute his eyes crashed on her breasts.

She smirked, her dentition so perfect. "Make me."

What the hell did he get himself into? Those two words certainly threw him aback. 

"Miss Saraphina, please, fighting you would definitely attract a scene. Do get in," he eyed the busy environment around them.

He never enjoyed drama, and she was one who seem to enjoy every bit of it.

"If I do get in without putting on a show, would you let me touch you?" She teased, one of her painted fingers waltzing down his near rumpled shirt.

He grabbed her hand just when her fingers sank lower to his abdomen.

"You fucking don't even know me, and you're doing this. Just get in." He whispered, willing himself not to burst his thin sheen of anger.

"Well, I know you now. You're my dad's driver. What's your name?" She bit her lower, pink lip seductively.

His cock tweaked. This wasn't happening. 

"We're in public. Are you always like this with men?" He struggled with fury which was bound to break free soon, he was sure of it.

"Nah, not all men," she giggled.

He took a deep breath, grabbed her waist and hurled her to the back seat. She let out a light shriek but certainly didn't hesitate in grabbing his dick when he threw her to the backseat.

His breath clutched in the depths of his throat as he felt his almost flaccid dick wake to life. Then he smacked her hand away.

"Ouch," she held her stung hand, pouting as she watched his face.

Anger etched on his face, but his breath deepened as he towered over her, his right hand resting on the screen which was close to where her head rested.

His eyes watched the rise and fall of her breasts before they shifted back to her face.

"Hell, aren't you 18? And you're just too forward to be touching me...,"

She interrupted him, "I'm not 18, I'm 24. I know you think I'm 18 because of my baby face. I noticed a bulge there and I was only trying to see if truly you were hard because of me."

The words whizzed at him and he just couldn't believe she had just said that to him. 

She was hell of a girl, and if he wasn't careful, he would end up fucking her and that would bad - way too bad.

As if she had read his mind, she said, "We can roll up the windows, and you can fuck me if you want."

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