Page 74 of The Boss

I sat back once again, admiring my prize before taking the glass into my hand. I took a sip, enjoying the flavor. Then I took another one, this time holding the liquid in my mouth. I jerked her closer, forcing her back into an arch. With her small feet still enclosed in her heels, the height was perfect for a sweet treat.

Without losing a drop, I engulfed her pussy with my mouth, licking up the drops of wine before they fell too far from my reach.

She continued undulating, moaning every few seconds. That only increased my need, pushing my rough actions to the point I wasn’t certain she could tolerate it. But as I glanced up, I caught her look of awe and peace.

I sucked on her clit, the sounds I made more like a primal growl. Around her, I easily became a wild beast. She just had that way about her, forcing the darkness into the light. She was strugglingto breathe, her pussy still clenching every few seconds. I had full intention of bringing her to another powerful orgasm.

Keeping my face buried in her swollen folds, I gripped both hips, keeping her right where I wanted her. Every stifled moan fueled me even more until I was growling like an animal every few seconds. With her body still shaking from the effects of the previous climax, it didn’t take long until her legs were starting to give way.

I held her tightly, licking up every drop of her sweet as cherries juice.

There was something spectacular about the way she tossed back her head, whimpering as loudly through the cloth gag as possible. Her high pushed me into a feeding frenzy.

The peaceful moment when she came down from the plateau had her staring into my eyes. I could swear they were twinkling like the bright stars above.

When I was finished, I pushed her away gently, licking my lips as guttural sounds rose up from my throat.

Willow didn’t take long before she recovered, reaching down and rubbing her hands up and down my shirt. She was a mischievous girl, forever reminding me she was so full of vibrance. As she crawled her fingers down even more, I sat back, folding my arms behind my head. I wanted to see how she’d handle this.

A roughness in her touch exploded a few seconds later. She yanked at my belt, fighting to get the thick leather strap out of the way. After she managed, she slowly pulled the zipper down. She was mewing behind the gag, darting her eyes to mine in a playful way. Her movements slow and easy, she unfastened my trousers, easily able to free my cock and balls.

With her head tilted, she rolled two fingers down my shaft, taking the base into her hand. While she pumped several times, she laughed. The little vixen knew exactly what she was doing to me. I was forced to take a deep breath, enjoying the moment, but my gut told me my control was waning.

She squeezed my balls and I could finally take it no longer. “Sit on my cock.”

The way she pulled up to her full height, placing her hand against her chest as if questioning whether I wanted her was her attempt at a moment of a power exchange.

“Do it now.” I was having none of it; lowering my voice and issuing a command should tell her in no uncertain terms she was to do what I demanded.

But she waited, still teasing me. Still driving me crazy. When she finally reached down, yanking my trousers past my hips, all I could do was laugh. Perhaps she didn’t understand she’d awakened a true beast.

After stroking me a few additional times, she positioned her wet pussy over my cock, using her hand to slide the tip just inside. That was all I could take. I yanked her down, filling her completely, issuing a ragged breath of my own as soon as I heard hers.

Her muscles stretched, her eyes closing and without a doubt, I would do this very evil deed to her again. With her body illuminated by the full moon, I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

“Ride me, little dove.”

This time, I didn’t need to cajole her or tell her twice. She did as she was told, lifting her body off my cock then slamming downagain. The force created another incredible feeling, my blood pressure rising as my shaft swelled even more. Her thighs and calves were strong, shapely in the way a man liked and she used their strength to her benefit.

That she was able to continue teasing me was a surprise, but one I would enjoy more than once. I didn’t touch her, didn’t alter her methods, merely sitting back and enjoying the ride. Yet as I’d experienced before, my body wasn’t cooperating in the way I’d like. My needs were far too intense, the ache in my cock and balls overwhelming.

She rocked the chair, the squeaking sounds filtering amongst her continued moans. My body betraying me as hers had done so many times, I reared up, holding her down on my shaft.

“Fuck. You’re so wet. Too hot.”

“Mmm…”

A laugh bubbled to the surface and I resumed control, pumping her up and down, her full breasts jiggling from the force I used. There was no holding back, no moment of deciding to take her in a different position. My body couldn’t take any additional pressure.

As my muscles stiffened, the little minx squeezed her pussy muscles and all was lost. I erupted deep inside of her, smiling from the realization I was filling her with my seed.

In a sense, I was marking her as mine.

Another jolt of electricity tore through both of us and she fell against me, wrapping her arms around my neck. I might be going to hell for the vicious deeds I’d done in my life, but I’d enjoy the incredible acts of sin along the way.

With her.

My sweet, beautiful possession.

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