Page 84 of Rich and Bossy

He smiles that devilish, devious smile. “What do you want me to fuck?”

In the sexiest voice I know how to use, I say, “My pussy, sir.”

His eyes roll up a little in his head, when he hears me say it, then he leans back and slides his full length inside me. As he does it, he lets out a satisfied groan and says, “Good girl.”

Why in the heck is it so hot? How does it almost get me off, just hearing him say that?

I don’t have time to ponder these thoughts for long, because he’s not being gentle at all, and I don’t want him to be. Man, they say athletes have good control of their bodies, but that’s an understatement. His hips are magical.

It’s like we form a perfect timing, him crashing forward as I back into him in a perfect rhythm. His hand stays gripped in my hair, then he speeds up, and as he does his hand slides down to the back of my neck, gripping me from the sides.

“Oh God.” My words come out vibrating from the intensity, and I’m literally in heaven right now.

I’ve never had sex like this, and I was definitely missing out. It feels so good at this angle.

Before I know what happens, he slides his hand around the front of my throat and angles my head back a little. He leans forward as he does it, so I can feel his massive chest pressed against my back.

The angle allows his balls to smack against my clit every time he thrusts and it’s about to do me in.

“I’m so close, Pax. So close.”

He speeds up his hips, and his other hand slides around my hip, underneath, and he works small circles around my clit. “You feel so damn good, Hazel. So fucking good.”

It’s true. The feeling is mutual, and it’s a million times more intense than last time with the condom. We may be behaving like absolute animals right now, but I can feel that connection between us. It’s stronger, more binding, like this is what we’re both meant to be doing.

“So close.” My words are like a whimper.

Right when I say it, his hand disappears from between my legs.

Smack!

His large palm connects with my right cheek.

“Oh!” I shout the word. It’s like surprise, but the tone saysI think I like that. I think I like that a lot.

“Harder.” The word leaves my lips before I can even think about it.

Because it does pull the orgasm a little farther from me for a moment, allows me to enjoy this just a little more, and delay my gratification.

Smack!

He delivers it just how I asked too. It jolts me forward a little, but then I throw myself back at him even harder than before.

“That’s enough fun.” His hand goes back underneath me and this time he works my clit with a fury, pounding into me faster and harder than I knew was humanly possible.

He grunts with each thrust, pushing himself deep inside me. “That’s a good girl. Take it.” He growls each word in time with each surge of his hips. “Take. This. Dick.” It’s like he’s completely out of control, completely possessed. His fingers tighten on me.

I can feel the urgency in his voice, like he’s just as close as I am. I couldn’t hold back if I wanted to. It hits all at once, andI feel it coming, even harder than on his mouth a while ago. It feels like I’m having a seizure, like an out-of-body experience. Both of his hands find my hips, and he yanks me back to him, burying himself inside me, then bears down on me, pinning me against the bed.

“This. Is. Mine. Hazel.” He growls each word directly in my ear, panting and breathless, and I can feel him pushing as hard as he can, like he’s trying to get as deep as possible inside me.

While the orgasm rips through my limbs, I feel him expanding inside me, then it rushes in all at once, as he fills me up.

He grunts and shudders against me while I drain everything out of him. It feels like it won’t ever stop, and I can feel the warmth streaming out and down the insides of my thighs.

I’ve never felt anything like it.

He collapses against my back, and he’s not a small man, at all. But I don’t mind it one bit. I want his sweaty chest pressed against me forever. I never want it to leave. I feel safe when he’s inside me, when he’s around me. I don’t know any other word to describe it. It feels right, like the world is in balance. Our world anyway.

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