Mastered By The Boss(8)
She sucked, stroking his balls gently.
“Fuck, you’re going to make me come.”
His hand cupped her head and pulled her deep. She squeezed him, sucking hard, wanting to give him pleasure. Then he groaned and hot liquid gushed down her throat.
She caressed his balls as she swallowed.
“Ohhh,” he moaned.
When he was done, she drew back. His spent cock fell from her mouth.
Was that all he wanted? Would he send her back to her desk now?
“Stand up,” he commanded hoarsely.
She stood in front of him and his gaze fell to her breasts.
“Take off the bra.”
She unfastened it, then slid it from her shoulders, and let it drop to the floor. Her nipples puckered instantly under his appreciative gaze. He cupped her breasts, stroking lightly. Tingles of delight danced through her. His thumbs teased her nipples and she stifled a groan.
He dipped his head and she felt his moist mouth surround her sensitive bud. His tongue teased her nipple and she drew in a deep breath as her whole body quivered with need.
He took the other nipple in his mouth and she thought she’d die from the exquisite pleasure.
“Go lean against my desk,” he ordered.
She obeyed, leaning back against the hard wood. He sat in the chair, watching her.
“Stroke your breasts.”
She cupped her mounds, then caressed. She tweaked one of her nipples, heat rushing through her as he watched.
“Now your pussy. I want to watch you stroke it.”
She pulled up her skirt, bunching it at her waist, then she dipped her hand under her panties. He practically drooled as she stroked herself under the thin fabric. Her folds were slick from need.
“Tell me how it feels.”
“It feels good.”
“Are you turned on?”
“Yes, sir. I’m wet with need.”
“Let me feel,” he said eagerly.
She stepped forward. He slid his fingers under her panties and stroked over her slick flesh. Then his thick fingers glided insider her, making her groan.
“You like me touching you like this?”
“Yes, Mr. Blair.” It was almost a whimper.
He glided his fingers in and out, driving her need higher.
“Do you like me fucking you with my fingers?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Do you want me to fuck you with my cock now?”
“God, yes.”
He chuckled. She watched as he stood up.
“Take off that skirt. And the panties.”
She shed them as she watched his hand wrap around his cock. He stepped close, then cupped her head. His lips found hers and their mouths ground together. His tongue pulsed into her, deep and hard. She murmured her approval.
Then she felt his hard flesh against her slick opening. His body jerked forward, impaling her with his cock.
“Oh, yes,” she moaned.
He ground his hips against her, his erection deep inside her. His arm came around her and his hand flattened against the small of her back, holding her tight to him.
“Tell me what you want now, Kali.”
“I want you to fuck me, Mr. Blair.”
He laughed, then drew back and drove deep again. His thick shaft glided along her sensitive canal, sending quivering pleasure radiating through her. He lifted one of her legs, opening her to him, then thrust forward. She moaned.
“You feel so hot and wet around my cock.” He nuzzled her neck. “I could stay cradled inside you all day long.”
Then his mouth covered her nipple and he suckled. Her fingers curled around his head, pulling him closer.
His mouth drew away and he gazed at her. “I’m going to fuck you now. Hard and fast.”
He drew back, then drove deep into her. His thick, hard cock was so tight inside her she could feel it pulsing. He thrust into her again and again. Her heart raced as pleasure swelled inside her core, spreading throughout her body.
His cock rammed into her, driving her pleasure higher. She squeezed him inside and he moaned.
“Fuck yeah.” He rode her faster and faster.
“Oh… yeah…” she whimpered.
He pumped harder. She arched against him.
Then she felt it. Building inside her. Intense. Electrifying. Swamping her senses.
The orgasm rippled through her. She was pummeled by the myriad of delightful sensations. Her whole world shattering around her.
“Tell me you’re coming,” he demanded.
“I… I’m coming.” She sucked in a breath. “You’re making me come.”
“Ah, fuck.” He jerked against her and she felt the hot eruption inside her.
He held her tight to him as his cock pulsed inside her. His release drove her pleasure higher and another orgasm blasted through her.
Finally, the pressure of his hand holding her tight to his body eased. He gazed down at her and smiled.
“That was incredible,” he murmured, then kissed her.
“I… uh…thank you.”
He laughed then stepped back. “I think this arrangement of ours is going to work out quite nicely.
* * *
Kali sat on the bed as she watched Serena touch up her makeup, then adjust her top to show the right amount of cleavage, which for Serena was a lot. They’d just spent the afternoon together shopping. Serena had picked out a sexy new outfit to wear tonight and she’d invited Kali in to chat while she got ready for her date.
“You’re lucky you get to see Mr. Jameson on the weekends.”
Serena laughed. “You mean, he’s lucky. It’s supposed to be an office romance, which to me means we only see each other in the office, but he begged so nicely.”
Serena was quite comfortable with her inconsistencies. They both knew she regularly saw Mr. Jameson after hours. Like the night of the party.
Kali frowned. What Serena had with her boss was so much different than what Kali had with Mr. Blair. They’d had their arrangement for three weeks now and it was wild and sexy, and she loved being with him… but there was something lacking.
Serena brushed her hair until the long blonde strands gleamed, then she set down the brush and sat beside Kali.
“So tell me more about how it’s going with you and Mr. Blair?”
“Like what?” Kali asked. She’d pretty much kept Serena posted with any new developments along the way.
Serena grinned. “Like when do you do it?”
Kali hesitated, but she knew Serena lived for this stuff, and Serena was always so open with Kali…even when Kali would have preferred a little less openness. Still, she wanted to indulge her friend.
“Um… so far we’ve done it every day before lunch. He calls me into his office and we review the day, then he… uh…”
“Orders you to suck his cock?”
“Sometimes.”
“Really? Only sometimes?”
“Well, yes, all the time.”
Serena laughed. “Has he handcuffed you, or spanked you?”
Kali shifted position. “No. It’s always kind of fast and furious, you know?”
Serena grinned. “Hard and frantic. I like that.”
“Yeah, me too.” And she did. Knowing he wanted her so badly he couldn’t wait to drive into her was a real turn on, but…
“You don’t sound too sure.”
Kali frowned. “It’s just that… I’d like more. Maybe a long, lingering kiss. A little tenderness.” She pushed her hair back from her face. “To see each other outside the office.”
“Honey, this is an office fling with your boss.” Selena shrugged. “It doesn’t work that way.”
Kali nodded. “Yeah, I know. It’s just when I fantasized about being with Mr. Blair, I…” She sucked in a breath and shook her head. “Never mind.”
“Ah, honey, you were hoping for flowers and romance.” Serena rested her hand on Kali’s arm. “That’s not going to happen.”
Kali stared at her friend, blinking at the threat of tears.
“Oh, God, Kali. Are you falling for the guy?”
Kali’s eyes widened. “What? No, of course not.”
Serena shook her head. “Are you sure? Because if you are, you need to stop this thing right now. Don’t get in any deeper.”
“No, I’m fine,” Kali insisted. “I know what this is. It’s just sex. Nothing more.”
“That’s right. You remember that.”
Kali nodded, but deep inside she knew she was lying.
That night, she lay in her bed, longing for Mr. Blair, wishing he was with her. Making love to her. Then she’d snuggle in his arms and fall asleep in the warmth of his embrace.
Monday morning, as she got ready for work, she knew she had it bad. She hadn’t slept well all weekend, and when she had slept, her dreams had been filled with hot, erotic sex with her boss.
God, actually having sex with him in the office actually left her wanting him more, and leaving her less satisfied.
And, damn it, she wouldn’t even have that need satisfied today because he was leaving for a three day business trip early this afternoon. This week would be pure hell.
As soon as she arrived at the office, she hurriedly prepared all the things he needed for his trip, pulling together the proposals and backup documentation he needed to present to the clients. She barely saw him since his door was constantly closed while he took back-to-back meetings.
She glanced at the clock on her computer. He had to leave for the airport in thirty minutes. She had everything ready to go for him. She had hoped his final meeting would end early enough that they could squeeze in a little time together in his office, but she doubted that would happen.