Page 16 of Shameless Boss


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“Don’t move.” Even though I’m not her boss anymore, I’m still in charge. I’m about to show her how I reward an excellent Executive Director… and an obedient lover.

“Oh, Patrick, yes, please, yes!” She cries out loudly, eagerly. She wants it so bad. I don’t make either of us wait any longer.

This is all about her pleasure. It’s about making her moan and pant in my arms. It’s about making her quiver underneath my tongue and lips until she is spent and satisfied.

And that’s only the beginning.

My tongue brushes gently against her sweet and steamy clit. Then I begin exploring her soaked pussy more eagerly, with a hunger I have been keeping locked down for far too long.

With the first taste, my control breaks. I dominate her fully, pinning her against the bed to keep her from wiggling away. She opens for me. I kiss and lick my way around her sex, lapping at her juices.

She tenses up, sensually arching her back as the pleasure becomes too intense to bear. All the signs are there. She bends her toes, sinking her fingernails into my back, moaning like a banshee. All I have to do is push her over the edge.

Using my whole mouth to push her off the cliff, her thighs quiver against my shoulders. The room fills with a symphony of her moans and whimpers as she comes in my mouth.

Amara collapses on the bed, but I don’t let her rest even for an instant. She doesn’t know it yet, but I’m going to make love to her until she can’t take another second of pleasure.

From the way her eyes heat when she looks at me, I know she wants it as badly as I do.

But the bed won’t do any longer. I want to fuck her all over the house. I want us to walk into any room and be drowned with memories of our lovemaking.

Giving her an instant to recover, I reach for the nightstand and grab a condom. Rolling it over my thick, black cock, I return to Amara. She pants beautifully, her breasts heaving up and down with a hypnotic motion.

Lifting her up, I wrap her legs around my hips and walk over to the opposite wall. With her back pressed against it, she is pinned between two hard places. I don’t waste an instant before sinking myself into her soft folds.

She is tight, but wet—a welcoming, velvet heat that engulfs every inch of my cock as I thrust inside her.

“You feel so good,” I groan against her neck as I fuck her hard against the wall, pulling myself almost all the way out of her until I’m teasing both of us, leaving just the tip inside.

I wait until she begs me, saying, “Please, Patrick!” then I thrust powerfully back into her.

She moans against my ear and begins to nibble and suck at my lobe and neck. Lighting fires through my body, causing me to force myself harder and harder into her heated core.

My plump goddess begins to move her hips toward me as well, moving in tandem with me as she wraps her thick legs even tighter against my hips.

As I continue to sink myself into her, my rhythm becomes more erratic, not because I want it to, but because the pleasure is becoming too intense. My balls tense as I begin fucking her harder, deeper, higher—driving her toward her second orgasm.

When it finally hits her, her pussy massages my cock with her powerful orgasm. With her release pulsing around me, I stop holding back and reach my own peak.

She groans as her back hits the wall. Her pussy clenches powerfully around my firm cock, and she milks me for all I have.

Quivering and panting heavily, she smiles widely as I help her back onto the bed. “That was amazing!” She laughs, exhausted and covered in sweat. “God, Patrick, I’ve never experienced anything like that before!”

“I’m not done with you, gorgeous,” I assure her, and she gives me a quizzical look.

Instead of lying down next to her, I walk over to my bathroom and turn on the shower. When the water is nice and warm, I go back to her. She rests quietly on the bed, but I know she’ll be wide awake soon. Stretching my arm toward her, I offer her my hand. Amara takes it, and I pull her to her feet. She stumbles lightly and falls onto my arms.

“I…I love you, Patrick,” She whispers, staring into my eyes as I hold her close.

“I love you too, Amara,” I reply, brushing her long strands of curly hair behind her ear. “Come, I’ll help clean you up.”

“I have a feeling you have more in mind than making sure I’m clean,” she teases. I spank her ass, gently guiding her toward the shower.

She seems to enjoy the warm water falling over her head, and I enjoy the way the droplets roll down her curvaceous body. Her breasts are large and enticing, her ass round, her skin smooth and unblemished. I can’t get enough of her beauty.

Grabbing the soap, I begin cleaning her up. My fingers skim over her lovely curves, taking extra time on her breasts and ass.

Once she is clean and spotless, I get her dirty all over again. As the water pours down on us, I pin her against the wall once again and slide into her as easily as the first time. She’s moist, tight, and ready for me.

She moves in tandem with me, kissing, panting, and moaning, our bodies slick with the water that pours down on us. We make love in the shower, whispering words of endearment as our bodies become one.

When we finish, I dry her off with a large towel before we lay down on the bed together. Wrapping my arms around her body, I pull her close.

“This is the first time we’ve cuddled,” she says sleepily.

“But not the last time,” I reply as I nuzzle my face into her curly hair.

Amara sighs and mumbles her agreement. Moments later she falls asleep.

I close my eyes and smile. I’ve fallen in love with Amara in ways I never imagined before. Falling asleep with her in my arms feels like heaven, and there’s nowhere I’d rather be.

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