Page 18 of The Boss

I gasp as his fingers slide through my crease and I realize how wet I am already.

"Such a juicy pussy, and all mine," he murmurs thickly. "Come on my hand, baby. Because I can't stop kissing you." His tongue strokes against mine, as his callused finger strokes lightly against my clit.

With one hand on his ass and the other on the back of his shoulder, I can feel when he tenses and when he relaxes. "If I come on your fingers, will you try to stuff that big cock inside me?" I whisper.

A deep shudder rolls through him. "Yes, beautiful. I'm going to try."

"Are you going to make those same noises like when I sucked your dick in the shower?"

He shivers again. "Baby, whenever you say anything the least bit dirty, my balls get heavier."

I want to laugh, but I'm too distracted by the fire snaking through my lower belly. His huge body cages mine until I feel overwhelmed by his heat.

"I can feel you, baby," he grunts. "Feel you quivering. Feel your pussy dripping for me."

Yes, for him. For this stunning man who loves drowning me in pleasure.

His fingers press harder into my swollen button as his lips meet mine. This time my climax is a slow series of explosions, one after the other, making me shake right down to my knees. My garbled scream is muffled by his lips, and I can barely open my eyes.

Suddenly his warmth is gone. Then I squeal as his tongue thrusts inside me, the rumble of his groan of pleasure reverberating through my skin. "My girl is so fucking delicious," he growls. He scoops an arm under me to angle my hips as he fucks me with his tongue.

It's not very deep, but every single nerve ending inside ignites, making my head spin. In a blink, all the air leaves my lungs as his finger thrusts inside me, his lips locking around my clit and his tongue fluttering against it.

My breath stops. My heartbeat is clanking off-kilter as I scream a series of choked sputters. This climax is almost violent, spinning me and pulling me under, making me giddy.

Boss licks his lips, looking up at me. "I would never share you with anyone else, baby. But pictures of this perfect pink pussy would be worth millions."

"I know you're teasing, but…" My brain is shorting out from all the adrenaline. "Think… you're wrong, maybe." Staring at the ceiling, I try to breathe all the way in and out, replenishing my oxygen and calming my twitching nerves.

This time when Boss lies on top of me, he's naked. Instantly, I'm quivering from head to toe again, feeling his warm skin against mine, the hard, pulsing ridge of his cock gently resting on the wet spot between my thighs.

"Etta." His eyes meet mine. “I've never wanted anything as much as I want you right now. But unless you're positive⁠— "

"I'm positive. I want you."

"Then I'm not fucking around. You're going to be mine forever."

I'm sure that's he’s just saying that to get us fired up. But as his thumb gently caresses my cheek, his lips brushing mine in a butterfly-soft kiss, I have to wonder…

Maybe he’s serious.

10

BOSS

Idon’t want to frighten Etta. Don't want her to guess how this hunger to possess her has me right at the edge of my control.

It has nothing to do with the fiery lust surging through my veins, and everything to do with wanting my girl to choose to stay here with me.

Her big blue eyes are utterly radiant as she looks up at me, holding my body to hers. Every soft gasp and moan sets my ears alight, then my pulse, as I try to read every syllable of her body language. My cock is heavy, overstimulated from dragging up and down through her soaking pussy.

Etta doesn't just make me feel sexy. She makes me feel masculine. Strong. Driven, even as I'm battling the urge to drive inside her.

She smiles so sweetly. "You look tense. Are you okay?"

Caressing her hair with one hand, I stroke my length firmly against her soft, wet skin, gently nudging her open. "Just don't wanna hurt you, baby."

She shrugs against the bed. “You won’t."