Page 8 of The Boss

Chapter 5

Alessa

Julianna has already torn open my blouse. Hard nipples, blindfolded and touched until I’m wet enough to take everything she offers me. It’s quite the combo.

I sit on her desk. Must be worth thousands of dollars. Yet here I am, legs spread open, waiting for her next touch. Either she’ll have me and make me come all over her expensive desk, or I’ll sit here and do it myself.

“Madam?”

“Quiet.” She shushes me with another light kiss. That same finger from before teases my slit again. I fall back on her desk, wanting to writhe if it gets me more pleasure. I’m certainly hungry for it now. I’m not even embarrassed or ashamed. Go on, Ms. Marcon. Give it to me. I’ve already been a bad girl and gone way past our professional boundaries. Might as well close the deal, ma’am.

Go ahead. Take my virginity.Bet it turns you on.

She does one better in this moment. Her clothes slip against my skin, her breath hitting my thighs. Before I can beg for it, her tongue snakes against my wet slit. I gasp, back arching. She’s going to do it. She’s going to go down on me, then fuck me. This is it. This is how I lose my virginity. Not in the back of some high schooler’s car, not in someone’s dorm room, but in the billion-dollar office of a catch like Julianna Marcon.

Clearly, I knew what I was doing when I accidentally saved myself for this moment.

Julianna is… talented.

Experiencedis the word. With one flick of her expert tongue, I’m sucking in my breath and wiggling on her desk like I’ve never had my clit stimulated before. I seriously can’t believe it. Me. Alessa Penrose, a completely average girl compared to the others who work here, getting her thighs bathed by Ms. Marcon’s tongue. How many has this woman pleasured? No, no, don’t tell me that. Let me feel special for now. Special enough to have this gorgeous and powerful woman’s mouth all over my pussy.

She’s not shy around it, that’s for sure. Her tongue sinks between both folds, swirling around my clit, sometimes flicking directly against it. That same tongue dips inside me more than once. Wet, soft, curious. A triad of new experiences for someone like me. It’s not enough to be blindfolded, blouse torn open, and legs spread wide, is it? I have to take whatever pleasure she gives me. And she’s giving it. As her hands rub my thighs and wrap around my gently thrusting hips, I sigh from the peace it gives me, my whole body trembling for more.

Anything. As long as it’smore.

“Fuck me,” I whimper. “Please, madam.” I wish I could see her right now. The woman blindfolded me, saying it would be too much to handle if I witnessed my deflowering with my two eyes. Julianna was right, though. This is certainly more intimate. Her tongue caressing me. Her breath heavy upon me. Thumbs,fingers pressing into my wiggling hips to keep me in place, marking me in the process. I can’t see her face, but I can feel her intent. She was right. I belong to her. Maybe only for tonight, but at least for tonight I’mhers.

She can do whatever she wants to me. God, this is so stupid. I’ll probably regret this Monday morning when I’m fired for fucking the boss. But I’d probably regret not doing it now.

Losing my virginity to a woman as amazing as this? I’d be crazy to turn it down. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that others would kill for!

The experience is mine. For free. I can get another job or internship. I can’t get another Ms. Marcon to eat me out and…

“Mind yourself,” she growls against my thigh. “I’m the one talking. Understand?”

I nod, barely comprehending what she said. “Yes, madam.”

“Good.” Julianna stands, her legs keeping mine spread open. I know how wet I am. Even if I didn’t, the hum of approval on her lips as she kisses me, my scent crashing against my face, tells me all I need to know. “Think I’ll fuck you. Now.”

I tense up at her words. She must sense my apprehension, for she kisses me gently as she parts my legs and guides a hand toward my opening.

“I’ll ease you into it.”

My body instantly relaxes. Although she doesn’t say it, I hear the implied,“If it hurts too much, if you want to stop, say so.”Julianna controls every second, but I have the power to stop it. Great heavens, Iama lucky woman!

I try to tell myself this isn’t a big deal. So what if I’ve never been penetrated by someone before? So what if I don’t know the difference between the feel of skin and a toy? I could tell her these thoughts. Tell her everything going through my mind. Maybe make a request or two. This is already so much like that one erotic video I saw on the… well, I can’t do that. I can’t tellJulianna Marcon what to do. I mean, yes, I could literally tell her what I’d like, and she probably would do it, but do I want her to follow my lead?

Really? Do I want to ruin every fantasy playing through this moment right now? The hottest woman I know. The mostpowerfulwoman I know. Come on. She’s so influential, both in and out of the office, that she’d probably do whatever she wants anyway. She’d probably decimate my body in the best way possible even if I asked for it to be so gentle I barely feel it.

I want her to fuck me. I want the whole experience. I want to be able to say that I fucked a woman like this when she was in her prime. That my first time was so hedonistic that we both succumbed to our base instincts that told us tofuck fuck fuck,consequences be damned.

I like that. Consequences be damned.

Fuck me, Julianna.

Now.

“Oh…” I’m still not prepared for the invasive sensation pushing into me. It’s so slow, so deliberate that I can’t help but believe this would be a different experience if I never told her this was my first time. She’d probably thrust as if I knew what to expect.

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