Page 35 of Filthy Boss

CHAPTER 20Ty

I need to be inside her.

I’m swollen and aching and dying to be inside Milly, to feel her body around me.

I want to fill this woman up. I want to come on her tits, in her pussy, in her ass. I want to mark her everywhere, until there isn’t a part of her that isn’t mine.

“You are so fucking sexy like this.” I brace a hand on the desk next to hers, leaning in to whisper the words into her ear as I reach beneath her with my free hand, playing with her delightfully soft tits. I tease her nipples with my fingers, rolling as I continue, “Bent over, with your ass pink.. But now that I’m finished, I don’t think ten strokes was enough. I think I need to turn you over my knee, Milly.”

She shudders, and a soft, needy sound escapes from her lips.

“I need to to stretch you out on my lap and punish you until your ass is red and swollen. Until your pussy is so wet it’s dripping down your thighs and you’re so desperate for my fingers inside that you’re screaming for it. Screaming and begging for me to fuck you with something, anything.”She sobs softly as she arches her back, pressing her breast into my hand and her ass against my cock.

“Oh yes, please, Boss.”

I smother a groan as she pulses into me again, leaving no doubt she’s felt how much I want her. “But I’m not going to stop until you’re begging, Milly,” I warn, smoothing my hand down her stomach. “It’s going to hurt so good, but then it’s going to hurt so bad.”

I tease my fingers over her clit through her panties, making her whimper. “Can you handle that? Are you ready for me to take you to the edge?”

“Yes, Boss,” she says, rocking her hips again. “Take me, take all of me. Please, Boss, Iwant you so much.”

“I’ve never wanted anything the way I want you. You’re going to be mine, Milly. I’m going to own every part of you, starting with this gorgeous ass.”

I jerk her panties down her legs with a swift, sharp motion.

I run my hand over the firm, soft mounds of her ass, forcing myself to wait, to put off the pain and the pleasure for just a few more moments, to memorize the way she looks stretched across my lap as hungry sounds escape her lips with each swift breath.

She needs this as much as I do, but I want to see it on her face.

I reach out, fisting my hand in her hair and jerking her head back and up. She cries out, but her expression is one of surprise and delight, not pain. She was made for this.

I deliver the first stroke to the part of her ass that’s not red yet. “You love this, don’t you? You love being treated like a bad girl who deserves this.”

“Yes, Boss,” she gasps, as Icontinue to spank her, harder, faster. “Please, yes.”

Milly cries out and arches her back, welcoming my hands. At my mercy. Squirming for more.

“Tell me, Milly,” I demand, letting my blows come faster. “Tell me who’s in control.”

“You are, Boss.” She sobs with a mixture of pain and relief. “Only you.”

“Only me,” I repeat. I love that those are the words she chose. She doesn’t have time to think or lie at these questions.

I want it to be only me. I want to be the only man who ever has or ever will make her crazy like this. I slap her pussy again, twice, three times in a row, and she cries out. But she hasn’t begged yet, and I need that.

I spank the inside of her thighs, she’s so wet and ready for me. I want to have my fingers, my mouth, my cock inside her so badly it’s tearing me apart. But this is for her.

“Beg like you’ve never begged for anything in your life. I want you to beg me until I believe you deserve your reward.”

She whimpers as I finish punishing her ass, leaving the imprint of my hand on her pale thighs. Keeping her poised on the edge between misery and pleasure, ready for the moment when I’ll reward her for being so good.

“Now, Milly. Beg me now. Beg me for your pleasure.”

“Please boss, please,” she gasps, the words rough as they tumble from her lips. “I need you to touch me. I need you to make me come. I need you to fuck me, boss, I need it so bad.”

How could I say no to that?

I’ve got my tongue buried inside her pussy, pushing deep as she arches into me, wiggling shamelessly into my face.

I wrap my arms under her legs and lock my hands on top of her thighs, pinning her in place as I devour her. I fuck her with my tongue, claiming her pussy the way I intend to claim her pussy.

She’s so hot, so delicious, all I want to do is to free my cock and drive inside her. I want her all around me. I want to get lost in her taste and her heat and the sounds shemakes as I make her come again. But I won’t take her like this. I want her consent while she’s in her right mind, not flying at ten-thousand feet on her first post-spanking orgasm.

I ignore the pressure between my legs and concentrate on guiding her down from her release, bringing her a little closer to earth.

“Now, you,” she says, breathing fast against my lips. “Your turn. I want to make you come.”

“I want to be inside you.”

“Oh yes,” she says, a hitch in her voice. “Please, boss, I want that.”

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