Page 32 of Filthy Boss

CHAPTER 19Milly

The hungry look on Ty’s face as he sits, one leg crossed over the other as his eyes skim up and down my body, is enough to make me high and he hasn’t even touched me yet.

He’s going to touch me and I can hardly wait.

My nipples tighten and my breath comes faster as they unbutton the front of my shirt, eager to get out of my clothes and closer to having his hands on me again.

“Slowly,” he growls. I do as he says. Self-conscious, my hands nearly shaking.

“Now put your hand down the front of your skirt.” His eyes darken as they drift lower, to the place where my skirt drapes around my waist.

“I wantyou to touch yourself. Slip a finger into your pussy and tell me if you’re wet.”

It felt wonderful to do as he said without thinking. I’ve never touched myself with someone watching me before. Nevermind a man, but this is how I imagined it all those boring days in my office.

I slip my fingers down and press a finger into where I am already wet.

I’m amazed at how natural this feels. At how insanely arousing it is to touch myself while he watches.

I moan softly, pushing a second finger inside.

“Are you wet, Milly?” he asks.

“Yes.”

“Yes, boss,” he reminds me. “Forget again and I’ll have to punish you.”

“Yes, boss,” I say, wondering what kind of punishment. The wondering makes my nipples stand. My fingers pulse lightly in and out of my pussy.

“And why are you wet, Milly?” His voice is so warm and deep I can feel it brushing over my skin, making me even hotter. “When I haven’t even touched you yet?”

“Because I love the way you’re looking at me, Boss.” I keep my eyes closed not daring to look, but daring to keep talking. “I love it.” I admit while I continue to finger myself, my body tightening and my breath coming faster. “I love doing what you say without questioning it. I can’t wait for you to touch me, Boss.”

“Come here.”

I slip my hand from my panties and cross to him. He takes my hand in his, the one that was just inside me.

He comes around, runs his hands over my naked ass. “So nice,” he says again.

“Part your legs, Milly,” he instructs. I hear the clink of his handcuffs before I see them. They enclose around my wrists snugly- the leather warm from his own body heat.

I’m bent over at the waist and completely naked. My legs are spread wide and my ass is in the air. My pussy is nearly dripping.

“You okay?” he asks.

“Yes,” I reply. Ty kneels behind me, his tongue licking my pussy, I realize I might not be able to handle the this at all.

So good. So very, very good. His tongue laps me slowly, deliberately. I squirm in my handcuffs as every little sensation runs through me. I clench my fists as little waves of pleasure run through me at the feel of his mouth on my pussy. He’s very, very good and he’s in absolutely no hurry. His licks are long and leisurely.

I groan. Tied as I am, I don’t have any traction to push back, to thrust my hips into his mouth. I can only feel. I close my eyes and let the sensations course through me. The slight ache in my shoulders, the clenched muscles of my inner thighs, spread wide open. Ty’s tongue tracing idle paths in my pussy.

Suddenly, smack. His hand has spanked my right butt, hard. I groan again. His mouth is still on my pussy, with his maddeningly slow exploration of my body. His hand is stroking my ass, soothing the spot where he’s smacked me.

Now, he’s sucking my pussy lips into my mouth, and I can’t take this pace. “Boss, please,” I beg.

“Mmm, you are so tasty…”

I cream even more at his words. My pussy is dripping, and he’s lapping up every little bit. His hands are on my inner thighs, pushing them further apart, his hands are spanking me gently.

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