Page 17 of Obeying His Rules

If only she were here with me right now.

I strip down naked and think about last night–just how gorgeous she was when she came over to me in the bar in that dress that clung to her body and every one of her dangerous curves.

And goddamn, those heels. Thankfully I was smart enough to keep them on her while I fucked her.

And she has no idea how gorgeous she is either. Thank God for that.

I feel myself growing harder and harder by the second as I picture her sexy, pink little pussy, sparkling with wetness just before I placed my tongue on it.

Fuck she tasted divine.

I spit on my hand and grip my cock and begin to stroke it, thinking about how she felt as I slid into her. She was so tight I would have known she was a virgin without her even telling me the moment I slid in.

And I got to claim her.

It took every ounce of self-control I had not to just bust the second I got into those slick, tight walls.

And those tits. Goddamn.

They were like a teenager’s the way they were so perky, so firm–the way they bounced as I pounded her.

And watching her face as she came on my cock…

That was what really did it for me. Hearing her moan and seeing her gorgeous face twist in ecstasy just before I forced my cock between her plump lips and made her swallow my load.

I’m right there again now.

I twist my hand around the tip of my cock and let out a deep sigh, gripping the edge of the bench with my other hand.

And then I go off.

A hot spray of my seed shoots out and splashes down on my stomach.

“Fuck,” I grunt, picturing Rain’s ass bouncing up and down on my dick.

More and more cum shots shoot out of me.

I feel its warmth spilling onto my thighs and my lower abs as I slow my stroke, riding out a climax that has no right to be as incredible and intense as it is. Finally, I let go of my cock, and it falls to the side, slapping my leg as it goes, causing me to chuckle at the intensity of what I just experienced.

“Goddamn.”

I get up and step into the shower and quickly clean myself up. Just as I’m drying off and stepping into my briefs, I hear the office buzzer on the wall and go over to it.

“What is it?”

“Aye, boss.” It’s Brian. “You’ve got the city municipal people calling again. We’ve put them off for two weeks now–”

“Reschedule. I’ve got somewhere to be.”

“They’re starting to get pissy, boss.”

“They can get pissy all they want,” I growl. “Tell them I’m not here!”

Brian hesitates. “Okay. I’ll tell them.”

I get dressed and reach into my pocket. My hands wrap around the metal of the necklace, and I feel a calm come over me, but at the same time, the coldness that always comes with it.

I head downstairs where my driver, Chris, and the car are waiting for me, but I wave him off.

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