Page 76 of Falling for the Boss's Son

Every cell in her body was primed. Her nipples were hard, her clit was pulsing with desire, and still he continued. She was wondering if it was possible to die from sexual frustration.

His fingers trailed down her stomach and smoothed over her hips before grazing her inner thighs. It was the same path his hands had taken before, but this time on his way back up, his digits brushed her clit.

Electricity shot through her core. Her breath caught in her throat, and her pussy clenched, seeking to be filled.

She thought having him touch her would ease the ache in her belly, but if anything, it made it worse. The next time his fingers came near her clit, she held her breath, hoping he’d touch her again.

He did. This time, he lingered for a fraction of a second longer, making a light circle around her clit before continuing his journey upward. It really was torture. She didn’t know how much more she could take.

The next time he made his way down, she lifted her hips, encouraging him to linger, but it didn’t work. He did no more than circle her clit again. She let out a desperate whimper.

“Something wrong?” His voice was sure and steady. If not for his rock-hard cock pressing against her back, she’d think he was completely unaffected.

“I need more. I need you to touch me, Sir.”

“I am touching you.” As if to prove his point, he skimmed his palms along her sides to the outside of her hips.

He was being intentionally obtuse. She was beginning to realize he enjoyed playing with her like this—making her wait—making her beg. “Please, Sir. Please touch my clit and make me come.”

His teeth scraped the flesh of her ear. “See, now, that wasn’t too hard, was it?”

Jesse brought both hands between her legs and spread her open. She thought he was going to touch her clit, but instead, he slid two fingers inside her pussy. He moved them in and out several times before bringing them up to where she wanted his touch most.

His fingers were slippery as they rubbed her clit. She fisted the sheets, trying to ground herself. She was going to go off any second, it wouldn’t take much. She was primed and ready.

But before she could come, his fingers were gone. She wanted to cry. Her body was shaking with all the pent-up energy.

He shifted behind her, and she heard a drawer opening. She looked over to see him extracting a condom. A mix of relief and excitement filled her as she watched him roll the condom down his erection.

As soon as he had the condom in place, Jesse grasped her by the hips and lifted her onto his cock. There were no pleasantries. There was no need. She was wet and beyond ready for him.

He filled her and began thrusting his hips upward while driving her down onto his cock. She wasn’t in a position to help, her legs still spread over his thighs.

“Touch yourself,” he grunted out against her ear, his breath harsh as he drove into her.

She let go of the sheet and slipped her hand between her legs. Her fingers brushed against where they were joined before zeroing in on her clit.

Two circles around her clit was all it took for her orgasm to take over. She yelled out her climax, feeling her breath leave her as all the pent-up sexual energy surged out of her.

But he didn’t stop. He continued to move as she rode out her orgasm. Before she knew what was happening, Cassie felt her climax building again.

“That’s it, baby. You like it when I fuck you, don’t you?” As if to prove that point, he rammed his cock deep inside her, making her cry out. “I want you to come again. I want to feel your pussy squeeze my cock.”

Jesse brushed her hair away with his nose and began sucking on the back of her neck. He wasn’t being gentle about it either. She could feel his teeth nibbling on her skin. Nothing about this was gentle. If anything, it was animalistic.

She began rubbing her clit again, faster this time. Her orgasm was so close. She could feel it.

This time when it hit her, it was a rush of waves one right after another. Her pussy clamped down on his cock as it was buried insider her, trying to hold onto it before he ripped it away again.

Jesse’s teeth bit into her shoulder as he stilled, his own climax taking over. He held her against him, keeping their bodies locked together. “You okay, Cass?”

His question struck her as funny for some reason and she started to laugh.

“Cass?”

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Jesse slipped out and turned her so he could see her face. He hadn’t been sure if she was laughing or crying, but once he was sure it was laughter, he smiled back at her. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

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