His hand stroked down her stomach, then she felt him ease her leather panties downward. He guided them down her thighs to her ankles. When his hand cupped her naked mound, her dripping juices glazing his palm, she moaned.
She stepped out of the panties and opened her legs, giving him easier access.
He turned her around, and she found herself facing a mirror. His hands cupped her breasts and she couldn’t help staring as he caressed her round flesh. It was so erotic and… wicked. One of his hands glided downward, then cupped her mound again. When she felt his fingers push inside her moist flesh, she moaned. In fascination, her gaze locked on his hand as his fingers moved inside her, thrusting gently. She squeezed him with intimate muscles, sending the pleasure up a notch.
“Fuck you are so hot and tight.”
He turned and guided her toward the bed until she was pressed against it, then he leaned her forward. She rested her hands on the bedspread as she felt his hard cock brush her ass, then he pushed it between her thighs and…
She whimpered as his hard cockhead pushed against her slick opening, then glided in a little.
He drew back, leaving her wanting, then slid forward a little more. Each time he moved forward, he went a little deeper.
“I’m going to fuck you now. My cock is going to drive deep. Do you want that?”
She nodded, desperate to feel him all the way inside.
Then he drove forward, filling her all the way. She gasped at the sudden invasion, her passage clenching around him. He held her tight to his body, unmoving, giving her time to get used to his massive cock inside her.
“Do you like me inside you?” he whispered against her ear.
She nodded, wishing he would start moving.
He drew back, then drove forward again. He slid his hand under her stomach and lifted, then drove deep again. The change in angle caused a ripple through her. It was just… better.
His cock glided in and out, stroking her tender passage. Pleasure built within her, expanding with each thrust. Then his fingertips brushed her clit and she moaned.
He filled her over and over with his hard cock. It pulsed inside her and she knew he was close. She arched against him, feeling her own orgasm growing near. She wanted to cry out his name. To ask him to drive deeper. To beg that he fuck her hard. But she kept control, not wanting him to recognize her voice.
He thrust deep again, his swollen cockhead stretching her insides. At the same time, he flicked her clit mercilessly. She arched against his hand, then felt it. The hot swell of pleasure expanding from her core. Filling her entire body, and beyond…
He kept thrusting, driving her pleasure higher. She realized she was moaning. It had started as a soft whimper and had built to a reedy wail.
“You’re coming,” he murmured against her ear.
She nodded, her wail intensifying.
He thrust faster, then jerked against her and held tight. She could feel his cock swell, then his hot seed erupt inside her.
After a moment, he started thrusting again, reigniting her waning orgasm until she moaned loud and long. Joy burst through her and she wailed her shattering release.
Finally, he slowed as her pleasure ebbed. Then he just held her, his body pressed tight to her back.
After a few moments, he nuzzled her neck, then he stood up. His cock pulled free and she instantly missed its girth inside her.
“That was amazing. Now lie on the bed.”
She prowled onto the bed and lay on her back, her head on the pillow.
“Nice. Now open your legs.”
She widened her thighs, aware of his intense charcoal gaze locked on her pussy. It tingled under his scrutiny.
He sat on the bed beside her, his hand resting on her bare stomach. Then he drew circles with his fingertip, moving downward. Past her navel. Over her lower stomach. When he reached her open pussy, he found her clit, then circled around it. His fingertip teased over it, sending heat thrumming through her again. He could so easily take her to orgasm all over again.
But he just toyed with her. Circling her sensitive bud, then swirling back to her stomach. He gently teased her nipples, then found her clit again. His fingers slid inside her melting opening, stroked a couple of times, then slipped away again.
He teased her like that for a long time. Keeping her on edge. Nearly panting. Needy and wanting him.
She noticed his cock was swelling again. Pushing upward like a rocket ready to launch. She itched to take the thick shaft in her hand, but she resisted. He was the one in control.
He stood up and walked to the chair by the bed and sat down, his cock pointing straight to the ceiling. He wrapped his hand around it.
“Come over here,” he demanded.
She stood up and walked to him, then he took her hand and drew her closer, until she knelt over her lap. He brushed his cockhead against her sensitive folds.
“Now fuck me.”
She bit her lip, then lowered herself onto his rock hard member. He held it in place as she glided downward, taking him in slowly. Then she was pressed tight against his groin, their gazes locked.
Oh, God, she felt so vulnerable. Sitting on his lap naked, his big cock deep inside her.
They were joined so intimately, but he didn’t know who she was. And part of her wanted him to know. Wanted him to realize she was the woman who worked outside his office every day. Who brought him files and made him coffee. And desperately wanted him to fuck her every single day.
But right now, she could fuck him.
She squeezed him inside her, to his groan. Then she glided upward. His thick cockhead stroked her inner passage. Then she drove downward again.
She took him deep again and again. He grasped her hips and set a rhythm. Then he arched his hips upward, making her moan.
He guided her up and down faster and faster. She quivered as another orgasm built, then she felt it swell inside her. Pleasure burst through her [like fireworks] and she arched against him, moaning her release. He jerked and grunted, then exploded inside her.
She collapsed against him, slumping in his arms. He wrapped them around her and held her close. Almost tenderly.
As she rested against him, she realized she wanted to stay like this forever. Cocooned in his arms. Resting against his hard, muscular chest.
Then she noticed the clock on the bedside table. It was five minutes past midnight.
Adrenaline rushed through her. She had to leave. Serena said the limo would pick them up at midnight. She didn’t know how long Serena would wait for her before deciding Kali had hooked up with someone for the night and leave without her.
She lurched to her feet and turned, then swept up her leather panties from the floor and pulled them on. At his startled glance, she almost said something, but clamped her mouth closed in time.
“I take it you have to be somewhere.”
She nodded, but couldn’t help wishing she could just tell him how much she wanted to stay. It would be heaven to curl up in bed with him and spend the night.
She slipped the bra on.
He stepped behind her. “Let me help.”
He hooked it for her. Once it was done, she reluctantly drew away and raced toward the door.
“Wait, Cindy.”
She turned.
“I think Cinderella leaves behind a glass slipper, not a leather skirt.” He held up the skimpy scrap of leather.
She nodded her thanks and grabbed it, then wrapped it around her and snapped it closed. Once she was at the door, her gaze swept back to him and she hesitated. He strode toward her and dragged her into his arms, then kissed her soundly and passionately, sending her heart thudding.
“Don’t forget me, Cinderella,” he murmured, his warm breath a soft wisp against her ear.
She stared at him and nodded, then kissed him one more time.
Then, before she could change her mind, slipped out the door and closed it behind her.
* * *
“Where have you been?” Serena asked as Kali raced along the pavement toward the limo.
The driver opened the door and Kali slid inside, followed by her friend.
“I…” Kali sucked in another breath, panting. “I’m sorry I’m late.” She sucked in more air, trying to catch her breath. “You won’t believe what happened.”
The driver closed the door.
Serena grinned. “Tell me.”
“Mr. Blair and I…he… took me to his room.”
“Yes, and…”
The car started to move.
“And we… you know.”
Serena’s grin broadened. “No, I don’t know. Do tell.”
“He fucked me all right? Is that what you want me to say?”
Serena laughed. “You bet it is.” She squeezed Kali’s arm. “So you finally got to fuck your boss. How great is that? Now tell me details.”
Kali frowned. “I don’t really—”
“Come on. Don’t hold out on me. How did he get you to his room?”
Kali’s cheeks heated. “He danced with me, then he… uh… he said since I was dressed as a sub, did that mean I wanted to be dominated.”
Serena’s eyes widened. “Really? And what did you say?”
“I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want him to recognize my voice. But he said he figured I wanted to be anonymous, so I would be his mystery woman. He wouldn’t touch the mask and I wasn’t to speak. And he told me I had to do whatever he commanded.”
Serena rested her flattened hand on her chest. “Be still my heart.”
Kali laughed, suddenly overcome by giddiness at all that had happened.
“I thought you liked being the dominant one.”