The Boss's Proposal (Billionaire Bad Boy BBW Romance)(15)

"What the fuck?!?!?" Aisha yelled at both of them and threw the two-page  document in Sam's study. For the second time, she was about to storm  out his house. Yet, there was something she could not have known.

Three seconds after she witnessed the whole event, on her way to the  stair, she heard a loud thump on the floor, followed by a cry of pain.  The voice belonged to Ava. Then, she heard someone approaching her from  behind, very fast. It was Sam. He was barefoot, wearing nothing more  than a pair of black shorts.







"Whoa! Whoa! It's not what you think, wait!"

For the first time, Aisha had the chance to admire his wonderfully  sculpted body. Huge shoulders, broad, almost hairless chest, cut, toned  abs and bulging biceps. But, she was outraged. She clenched her fists  and gritted her teeth. Yet, she would not speak to him. She stood  fifteen feet away from the landing, less than a foot to the left of the  wall and waited long enough for him to close the distance. When Sam was  two feet away from her, she made her move. She had had enough. Aisha  raised her fist at shoulder height and punched him with all her might in  his jaw. Taken completely by surprise, Sam almost lost his balance.

"That's for the other night … " Aisha screamed. Then, she raised her right  fist back in the air, ready to take a swing at him again. But Sam would  not be surprised twice in a matter of a few seconds. When he managed to  regain his balance, he grabbed her by the wrists, preventing her from  hitting him again.

"Let go of me! Ava, you dirty little slut, get your sorry ass out here!"  She yelled. Ava emerged from Sam's study, cool and relaxed. She even  sauntered towards them. Aisha would not speak to her. Breathing heavily  and glaring at Sam, she could not move. He kept her hands down. Yet, he  was not applying too much pressure, just in case she thought he was  going to try anything she did not want him to.

"Worked like a charm …  You love him." Ava silently mouthed to Aisha,  walking past them. Sam let go of her. Seconds later, they were all  alone. She was unable to keep her voice down, wondering if everything  she had just seen was merely part of a scheme.

"What the fuck was that all about? And what the hell was that letter you sent me? You want me to work for you? Really?"

Sam looked down at Aisha, with a humorless smile on his face. Then, he  put his right hand on her left shoulder first and ran his fingers all  the way up, to her neck.

"Well, at least I know what I want. I asked you the other day …  I never  got a reply." Sam paused for a few seconds, caressing the soft skin on  her shoulder. His husky voice filled her ears, sending her pulse rising  again.

"What do you want, Aisha? Do you want a job? A boyfriend? Someone you  can trust?" At that point, Sam took his hand off, looked right into her  eyes, raised both his arms eight inches over her head and put them  parallel to each other.

"I ...I should probably … " She murmured, averting her gaze from him.  Then, Sam leaned towards her, stopping half an inch before her face.

"What … ?" He whispered.

"How can I say 'no' to those beautiful eyes … ?"

Time stood still. Sam put his right index finger under her chin and  pushed it slightly up. A second later, he took Aisha's face in her palms  and pulled her closer to him.

"God, his skin is so soft … "

Aisha had no time to finish her thought. Sam's full lips were quickly  onto hers, kissing her as gently as she had never been kissed before.  Aisha put her arms around him and interlocked her fingers on his massive  back, five inches below his neck. It took less than a minute for their  kiss to become more passionate, more demanding. Sam's hands began to  travel down her midsection. Aisha raised her left leg, bent her knee and  rubbed it against his right hip. His manhood was going bigger and  harder inside his shorts. Sam ended their kiss, eagerly seeking her  neck. He laid a few soft kisses on it, while his hands got busy with her  gorgeous C cups. By taking them in his palms, he never stopped kissing  her black, silky skin.

"Damn, this feels so good. I wonder what else he can do with those big, strong hands … "

Aisha leaned against the wall and looked up at the ceiling, right before  she felt his hands on her waist, pulling her shirt up. Sam wanted to  show his appreciation to her luscious tits. Aisha raised her arms and  helped him remove her shirt, exposing her purple, lace bra. He did not  stop there, though.

He quickly unzipped the only button on her denim skirt and pulled the  zipper down. Aisha's skirt landed hard on the floor. There she was, in  nothing more than her purple lingerie, at his mercy. Sam took a step  back and gazed at the ebony beauty that stood in front of him.

"I just love your body. I've been waiting for this for a long time … " He  muttered under his breath. But, it was Aisha's turn to show him just how  much she loved his beautiful physique. Sam tried to resume his kissing.  Yet, she pushed him back gently, leaned forward and whispered in his  left ear.

"It's my turn now … "

Then, she kissed him on the jaw and his bruised chin, stroking his chest  with her left hand and grabbing his left shoulder with her right. It  was really big. In fact, it was so huge that it did not fit in her palm.







"I'm getting so wet …  God, I'm so horny I could fuck him for hours … "

Aisha licked his chest from top to bottom, slowly, sensually, just the  way she wanted. Enjoying every moment of it, Sam pushed her head with  his left hand against his midsection. Then, he pushed her down, towards  his cock. Aisha placed both her hands on his hips and pushed it down. To  her amazement, he had no underwear on. Nevertheless, Sam was hiding a  much better and bigger surprise for her in his pants.

"Mr. CEO, you are full of surprises … " She murmured and wrapped her  luscious lips around the head, grabbing him by the hips. She flicked her  tongue on the tiny hole, while her right hand stroked his large balls  from side to side. Sam's breathing got heavier by the second. He looked  down at her and watched his massive cock getting lost inside her sexy  mouth and her big, round ass jiggle up and down.

"Yeah, that's it … " He sighed.

The beautiful barmaid loved his size, but she was so turned on that she  put her left hand in her purple thong and began to rub her clit  vigorously. Aisha had shaved her pussy completely that morning. Soon  enough, low moans filled the large hall. Aisha was taking more and more  of Sam's cock in her mouth, jerking it with her right hand down to the  shaft. The handsome, rich man was now pushing his cock inside Aisha's  warm mouth. All he could hear was her muffled moans and her quickening  pace was driving him crazy with lust. As much as he loved her oral  skills though, he wanted to return the favor. So, he pulled his cock out  of her mouth, put his hands on her armpits and lifted high in the air.

"Ooh, you're so strong. Take me to bed or lose me forever, rich boy … "  Aisha's sexy voice added to his excitement. She locked her long legs  behind his back, as he turned left, towards one of four rooms to the  right. His hands were all over her back. Realizing she still had her  sneakers on, Sam undid the laces with his right hand on both her shoes,  until her feet were finally free of them. Then, with the ebony beauty in  his arms, leaning towards him, he made his way to the bedroom, while he  kissed the soft flesh of her boobs.

Sam stopped at the last door. He was not done with her delicious boobs.  He eased her down and pinned her against the wall. Right after that, he  took her left nipple in his mouth, while he turned the doorknob to the  left with his left hand.

"Yeah, right there … " Aisha moaned, leaning against the wall, pressing  her crotch against his midsection. Meanwhile, Sam had slipped his right  hand in her panties, rubbing her already swollen clit. He stopped for a  second. His index finger traveled two inches down, towards her labia. It  was soaking wet. In fact, Aisha was so wet that juices had started  flowing down her thighs.

"Naughty girl … " Sam mumbled, squeezing her right boob with his left  hand, pinching her nipple with his thumb and index finger. Aisha's moans  were getting louder by the second.

Sam had special plans for her pussy. He picked her up again and pushed  the door open. A small, blue light on the upper right side of the wall  was on. Their lips locked once more, this time in a fierce kiss. Sam put  Aisha down on an oval-shaped bed, with blue, satin sheets. She opened  her legs wide, eagerly anticipating his next move.

"No. I want to see your ass … " He said to her in a firm tone. Aisha  happily complied. She got up, turned around and bent over. Then, she  gave him a lustful look over her right shoulder, licking her upper lip  from right to left. She wondered what he had in mind. Two seconds later,  she had her answer.

Sam's lips landed on her entrance at first, licking her love hole, while  his hands got busy with the firm flesh of her round ass. He squeezed it  and pressed her butt cheeks together. His dexterous tongue traveled  down, towards her clit. Sam took it between his lips and bit it gently  for a few seconds, and then he sucked it like he was sucking the juice  out of a half-peeled orange. Meanwhile, Aisha was fondling her boobs,  lost in the moment.