Page 65 of Her Boss

“No!”

His tone was playful as he asked it. “No? Oh, should I send you packing then? Call it a night?”

My heart seized in my chest at the possibility he’d actually take me this far—and then end it.

“I… I don’t know. I want you. I don’t know why… but I do. But I shouldn’t.”

“Says who?” His big hand stroked my hair, and the unexpected tenderness of it completely disarmed me, almost paralyzing me.

The man was full of surprises. And if I thought I could figure him out before, I realized in that moment that I was in completely over my head.

So why are you so fascinated with him then?

Maybe that was it though? That very mystery about him, that I couldn’t hope to figure him out… it only made him all the more irresistible.

No matter how bad an idea it was for me to fuck him.

“It doesn’t matter what you want. It’s what you need that matters. And I know exactly what you need.”

I bit off a cry as he laid down a flurry of slaps on my ass, alternating cheeks. For a moment, I did nothing, simply took it, let him do what he willed with me. I didn’t know why. Nothing made sense anymore. I didn’t know up from down anymore when it came to the man.

I reached back to clutch at his legs, though to repel him or encourage him I wasn’t sure.

“Please!”

That if anything, being spanked by him seemed to increase my arousal was perhaps the most stunning revelation yet.

My God, you’ve lost your fucking mind.

His gruff voice cut through my musings. “We’re going to train that tight hole of yours. It won’t be easy. Accept that right now. But it’s necessary, and not just because I want to do it.”

I didn’t need to be told why though. He had the biggest cock I’d ever seen in real life, and the image in my mind’s eye of it stretching me so very wide there sent shivers down my spine.

Unfortunately, it also started a delicious stirring deep in my belly, my clit practically vibrating with it.

I’d never seriously thought about letting a man take me there, but at that moment, under his thumb, my will bending entirely to his… I knew the truth.

When he commanded it, I would submit to it.

No matter how nervous I might be at the prospect.

Suddenly, he forced me over, until I was on all fours. His hands gripped my hips firmly then. “Now though, it’s a different part of you I need.” The heavy head of his cock nudged my left thigh, then slapped against the right, easing across my flesh. “Open for me, slut. You need this every bit as badly as I do, judging by that wet cunt.”

Before I even had a chance to reply, he’d driven deep inside me, his cock like a hot steel bar as it spread my pussy wide. I gasped, my whole body shuddering, my legs shaking. I moaned as he began to thrust.

All the while he took me, I stared at the thick, heavy plug, imagining what it would feel like, the stretch, even the pain, all of it firing my lust still higher as the huge, veined cock pounded mercilessly inside me.

The head of his penis struck my cervix repeatedly, each time eliciting that strange pleasure/pain I couldn’t get away from, and yet couldn’t get enough of.

His hands gripped my breasts, his fingers pinching my stiff nipples cruelly.

He was stirring so many needs, desires, and twisted fantasies within me. With each firm thrust of his cock, driving deep, my will crumbled just a little bit more, any idea of serving my own desires giving way to one single, important fact.

That I wanted, above all else, to please him.

My God, you’re lost.

And perhaps I was, but as long as Rick was with me, I’d have the courage to accept whatever it was that might come.

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