Page 86 of Married to My Grumpy Minotaur Boss

I grit my teeth. It takes all I have not to simply lift my hips to impale her.

This is her day.

With a shaky breath, she lowers down an inch at a time. It’s a squeeze. Her pussy struggles to take me.

After a few more moments, she has to lift off me again. She sighs. “I don’t think I can.”

“Yes, you can. You know it fits. Let me show you.” I slide my hand up her thigh and find her clit with my thumb. This draws a moan from Justine. Her eyes flutter closed for a moment before snapping back to mine.

Renewed confidence is in her expression with my hand on her pussy.

“That’s my good girl.”

With determination, she lifts herself to take me inside again. This time I rub slow circles over her clit as she does it.

Her pussy clenches.

I let out a low groan from the pleasure. Then she breathes out, releasing it as slowly as she lowers herself onto my cock.

Oh fuck!

Did I forget how sweet she feels around me? That thought seems impossible right now, except the honey sweetness of her cunt is definitely better than anything I’ve ever felt before.

Maybe it’s this position.

Whatever it is, I’m caught between simply rolling us so I can pound into her ruthlessly and lingering like this forever just to enjoy it.

She rolls her hips experimentally.

Her lips part.

Then she truly begins. She rocks over me, finding a pace and angle she likes. It doesn’t matter to me. Every damn thing she does feels fucking amazing, and the sight of her swaying breasts and flushed cheeks only adds to my torture.

I urge her to go faster. I promised myself I wouldn’t control her, but it’s damn near impossible not to do something when the need to come is building every second I’m inside her.

“That’s it, Justine. That’s it. Fuck, you feel so good on my cock.”

She’s panting now. She rides faster still.

Her breasts bounce in time with the little motions she makes over my thick cock.

“You look so good up there.”

She smiles. It’s shy and triumphant at once. A look that has my chest swelling with pride. “Do you like me riding your cock?”

I’m so stunned by her question I almost lose it right then. Fuck! “Like it?” I gape at her. “You’re magnificent. Just beautiful. You’re a fucking goddess up there, Justine. Keep going.”

I can actually feel the squeeze of her pussy at my praise.

So like a fool, I continue, laying a trap for myself. “You’re fucking heaven around my cock, Justine. I never want you to stop. I want you to fuck yourself on my cock every day until you’ve taken as many orgasms as you need.”

She moans. Her eyes squeeze shut and she leans in, changing the angle again.

The new position brings her face closer to mine.

I can’t help it. I bring my hand to her neck and bring her in for a lingering kiss.

Her eyes fly open. She doesn’t need to ask me. I know this feels different to what we’ve shared in the past. How could it not?Ifeel different. I feel different with her than I’ve ever felt with any other lover.

---