Bullied by the Boss(30)

Just looking at her filled him with such pride at knowing he was the one responsible for giving it to her.

She wiggled out of the skirt, standing before him in only the sexy lingerie she loved so much.

She's going to be all mine.

The very thought had his cock hardening even more. Standing up, he  unbuckled his belt, taking off his jeans and shirt. She took a step  toward him. He reached out, sinking his fingers into the fullness of her  hair, drawing her close to him.

Smashing his lips against hers, Quinn didn't hold anything back as he  showed her with actions the passion she inspired in him. They both  moaned together. The sound echoed around the room.

He unsnapped her bra, tugging the fabric down her body. Leaning forward,  he claimed one of her nipples, sucking the hard bud into his mouth.

She moaned, and her head fell back as she gave herself up to him. He  licked from one breast to the other, giving both tits equal attention.  At the same time he sucked her tits, he teased under the band of her  underwear, pulling them away from her body.

"You're always tearing my underwear."

"You'll stop buying them soon."

"I need them."

"You're perfect without wearing them." He glided his finger through her  creamy slit, moaning at the wetness that coated his fingers. "You're  always so wet and willing."

Quinn turned her to the bed, pushing her until she fell on top. He  didn't give her a chance to get away from him. Opening her thighs, he  attacked her clit, licking and sucking the nub into his mouth.

She thrust her pelvis up to him. He pressed a hand to her stomach,  keeping her in place as he teased her pussy. Moving down, he  finger-fucked her cunt, relishing the tightness that would soon be  around his cock.

"I ache for you, Kaley. Come for me, baby. Come so I can fuck you."

"I love you, Quinn."

"Love you, too, baby." He'd never invade her privacy again. Quinn would  wait for her to come to him. He had done what he needed to do without  giving much thought to her.

He flicked his tongue over her clit, glancing up to see her thrashing, fighting her pending orgasm.

"Give it to me, Kaley. Don't make me take it."

Quinn pressed two fingers inside her heat, groaning at the tightness of  her. She splintered apart on his finger and tongue. He drank down her  cum, greedy for more.

Stepping back from the bed, he slid his boxer briefs down. Kaley took him by surprise by going to her knees before him.

"My turn."

When they were inside their bedroom his woman had turned into a  seductress. He loved the passion in her eyes. She was a beautiful woman,  a giving woman.

She gripped his cock, working from the base up to the tip. Kaley licked  the tip that was leaking his pre-cum. Wrapping her brown hair around his  wrist, he held onto her head, directing the depth as she took the tip  into her mouth.

"Fucking hell!" He shouted the curse words as the heat of her mouth sent  shockwaves of pleasure shooting throughout the whole of his body. This  was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. Kaley was amazing, and  watching her cheeks suck in as she took more of him only turned him on  even more.

"You're so fucking beautiful, Kaley. You're my woman. My little virgin woman."

"I'm not a virgin anymore." She released his cock long enough to say to him.

"No, you're not. I took your virginity. It still makes you my little virgin woman." She sucked him back inside her tight mouth.

He pumped his hips, going as deep as he could, groaning.

Closing his eyes, he counted to ten to stop himself from coming in her  mouth. Tonight wouldn't end here. When he found his orgasm he intended  to be inside her.

When he couldn't stand the pleasure any longer, he pulled all the way out. "Go to the bed, on your knees."

She started to pout yet did as he asked.

Quinn didn't grab a condom. He watched her get to her knees on the bed  presenting her curvy ass to his view. She was perfect. He saw how slick  her cunt was, dripping with her cream.

Gripping the base of his cock, he ran the tip through her creaminess, bumping her clit as he did.

"Beautiful."         

     



 

She shuddered when he kept stroking over her nub. He'd already given her an orgasm making her sensitive to all touch.

"What's the matter, baby?" Quinn asked.

"Please, fuck me."

He held her hips as he moved his cock to her entrance. Quinn tightened  his grip, slamming in deep. Kaley screamed at the depth of the  penetration. He ran his hands up and down her back, soothing her.

"I'm going to fuck you so damn hard you're not going to be able to walk straight without thinking about me."

"I always think about you, Quinn."

He smiled. He liked that a hell of a lot. All he ever thought about was Kaley.

Pulling out of her tight cunt, he slammed back inside. Quinn didn't let  up, fucking her harder with each thrust. He truly couldn't believe this  woman was his to keep.



Kaley pushed back against him, groaning at the depth of his cock. She  didn't need for him to leave a mark on her body. Quinn had left a mark  on her heart and soul. There was no other man for her.

She could forgive him anything, even him reading her stories.

He fucked her hard, harder than ever before, and she loved every second  of it. She found herself looking at the ring on her finger, evidence of  their coming union     . They were going to be married for all to see. No  other woman would ever have a hold of him.

She intended to be the only woman he ever needed.

The movies she watched for her research had also given her ideas of her own. She pushed back against him, taking more of him.

"So fucking tight."

Quinn pulled out of her, flipping her onto her back, and sliding back inside her. She giggled at the determination on his face.

This man was going to be all hers.

He grabbed her hands locking them above her head, keeping her still as he drove into her over and over again.

"I love you, Kaley. I'm going to spend the rest of my life giving you everything you've ever wanted."

She believed every word he said. Quinn never broke a promise. He kept  his word. The men he'd introduced her to tonight, she'd seen the loyalty  among all three men. They had been through so much together. She knew  if given the choice, they would die for each other. Their loyalty was  that strong.

"I love you." She tightened her hand around his, feeling his cock drive  harder inside her. Kaley thrust up to meet him. Her orgasm began to work  up inside her, getting closer to the surface.

She arched up as he swiveled his hips, touching her clit in the process.

"That's it, baby. Come all over my cock. Let me feel you explode."

Screaming his name, Kaley found her climax and the stars. He sucked on the pulse beside her neck as he found his own release.

She felt every jerk and pulse as he filled her with his cum.

"If you don't use a condom, I'm going to end up pregnant."

"Would that be a bad thing?" he asked. Quinn collapsed over her. She took the whole of his weight, smiling.

"I don't think it would be a bad thing unless I ended up pregnant for my wedding. Everyone back home would start talking."

"They'd think I trapped you into marriage." Quinn pushed some of her hair out of the way.

"No, they would think I trapped you into marriage. Not the other way around."

"What can I say, I'm quite a catch."

She hit his shoulder, not liking his teasing. "You're not playing fair."

"I always play fair." He dropped a kiss to her lips.

Quinn moved most of his weight off her but stayed inside. His cock,  which was flaccid, still made its presence known within her body.

"You don't play fair. I better remember you're a dirty player for when  we do get married and have kids." She smiled up at him. The very thought  of having children with him filled her with happiness.

"Now this is the look I thought a lot about while I was away." He stroked a finger down her cheek.

"Did you think about me a lot?"

"All the time. Dorothy would send me pictures of you."

"Huh?"

He pulled out of her and moved toward the wardrobe where he'd put all of  his stuff. She sat up, tugging the blanket to cover her nakedness.  Quinn came back with a shoebox. "This is what kept me going." He handed  her the box.

Tucking hair behind her ear, she took the box from him. Removing the lid, she saw the abundance of letters and photographs.

"Wow," she said, shocked by the amount of stuff people had sent him. "I  always wanted to write to you. I didn't have the first clue what to  say." She looked up at him. "I'd start a letter then feel stupid. I  didn't think you'd want to hear from me."         

     



 

Dorothy had told her to simply write. Kaley never had, being too much of a coward.

"I didn't mind. Dorothy told me you struggled on what to write. I knew  then I'd make sure there was never this distance between us."

She picked up a photo taken on Dorothy's twenty-first birthday. Dorothy  looked so happy, and Kaley did as well. "You didn't make it for her  birthday."