Page 16 of A Bossy Affair


Font Size:  

He stood, pulling my legs up so my ankles rested on his massive shoulders. His incredible cock teased through my folds before plunging deep inside me. My pussy adjusted for him, relaxing as he held himself deep inside me, hands on my breasts, my nipples in his palms and rubbing gently across them.

He fucked me relentlessly, holding me down on the desk like I was going to get away. But I wasn’t even going to try. I came over and over, feeling like I couldn’t breathe anymore. His voice filled the available space, until all I could smell, all I could hear, all I could feel was him.

Him.

Grunting, he exploded inside me, and I relished the hot cum as it oozed out of me while I shook and vibrated with one last incredible orgasm.

Those black obsidian eyes stared down at me from above as he pulled himself out of me, bringing me down to my knees again.

“Now clean up,” he commanded.

I took his cock back into my mouth, and let my tongue sweep the cum from him as a loud siren began to wail. I began to panic, but he held me there, pulling me so deep over him that I choked.

“Don’t worry,” he growled, “it’s just your alarm.”

Shit.

I lay in my bed, the same bed I’d had since I was a teenager, in my tiny-ass room.

My bed was wet with sweat, and my hand was plunged down into my cotton panties. I was breathing heavily, my heart racing as my free hand reached for my phone and eventually found it under my pillow. I turned off the alarm and relaxed.

It had been so warm last night that I only wore panties to bed. When I was home in my apartment in New York, I did that often, but here, in a houseful of people, it was a first.

I wondered if I had moaned.

I was pretty positive I had.

My body was still vibrating from the climax I brought myself to in my sleep. The dream was so vivid, so intense, that I wasn’t going to be able to shake it. I knew better than that. But I had to get out of bed and get dressed. It was already almost four-thirty, and I needed to eat and get ready for my first day. I had gone to bed at nine just to make sure I got some rest.

Dumb decision number one, it turned out.

I barely got any sleep, and then when I did, my brain immediately turned on the smut movie approach and I couldn’t shake the fantasy of being in his office, of him kissing me, pressing me against the wall. Ripping at my clothes until I tried to protest.

And failed.

Not because he was so forceful, but because I wanted it just as bad as he did.

His forcefulness only made it hotter.

It was a dream, I had to remind myself. A dream that had to stay locked away in my brain and not come out at inappropriate times while I was working with him today. I was going to be wearing something completely different, and so was he. And I was mostcertainlygoing to wear panties.

My heart was calming down, and I sat up. I needed to just get in the shower and not have anything touch my nipples. Nothing to keep me turned on. I needed a cold shower, which in this house just meant a shower since it took twenty minutes for the water to warm up, to get dressed, and eat something light before I got off to work.

And coffee. I needed coffee. Because all I wanted to do was lie back down, go back to that dream, come again, and then go to sleep for a few hours.

I slipped out of bed, grabbing my panties and a bra to put on after, and peeked out of my door down the hall. It was dark and quiet, and I could hear the gentle snoring of my mother in the room opposite mine.

Sneaking across the hall, I got into the bathroom, turned on the water, and relaxed as I locked the door. For once, a cold shower would be good. Even if it was jarring at this hour, it would help cool my jets a little.

I stepped inside the second it wasn’t ice-cold anymore, and bathed quickly. When I got out, I was starting to feel a little bit more in control, and got dressed quickly. Mom had bought one of those pod-coffee things and I made a quick cup while I got on my shoes.

Almost five. I have a little window.

“Morning,” a voice said from the couch.

I hadn’t even noticed anyone was there.

“Lena?” I asked.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like