Page 41 of Bossy Trouble

No, I needed to take my time with this. I’d wanted this for so long; I was going to savor it.

I gave her neck one long lick, and her hands squeezed my shoulders, holding on tightly. I already had her wetness around my finger, could feel her center sucking at me, and I couldn’t wait to get my mouth on her. To get inside her.

First things first…

My eyes trailed to those magnificent breasts of hers trembling beneath her blouse. The image of the pink-tipped nipples appeared in my mind, and my mouth watered. I needed to taste those first.

I barely resisted the urge to rip off her shirt, instead willing myself to slowly undo the buttons. Each button was a task. She wore a pink bra today, and I had a vague image of strawberries before I took that off too. Finally, her luscious nipples were in my line of sight.

I didn’t waste any time.

Georgia’s hands flew to my head when I laved her nipple. Then, she mewled when I began to suckle on it. I pressed it between my lips, testing their bounce, and her knees did give way then. I quickly swept her up onto the desk with one hand and cupped her breast with the other, holding it still for my attention. She began to move on the desk, pressing into me as if dying to get closer. I could understand the sentiment. I wanted to crawl into her skin. Everything about her appealed to me—her soft skin, the mewling noises she was making, her goddamn beautiful body.

The scent of her pussy.

While I sucked her, I moved my other fingers back to her entrance, slowly dipping my finger in and out of her center while my thumb caressed her clit. She pulled my hair and then strained even more as if she wanted to get away and closer at the same time. I glanced up to find her eyes shut, her hair thrown back in ecstasy, and her body trembling as she braced for it.

She was close. Very soon, she was going to come.

I wanted it in my mouth.

In one full move, I got down on my knees, brushing my lips over her clit before sticking my tongue out to lap at her center. I heard her bitten-off cry and felt her hands nearly pull my hair out, but I didn’t feel the pain. My eyes nearly rolled back into my head at the taste of her. God. She was so sweet.

I brought my finger to her entrance and thrust into her once. Hard.

“Donovan!” With a choked gasp, she came all over my face.

Oh fuck yeah.

But we weren’t done.

I got to my feet, holding her and dragging her mouth to mine for a kiss. I wanted her to taste herself on my lips, for her to know who had brought her such pleasure. And most of all, I wanted her to feel like this wasn’t over. It was just the beginning.

I dragged her hand to my dick, letting her feel the throbbing member that was threatening to break out of my pants. She took one look at it, swallowed, then drew her eyes back to me and nodded.

That was all the invitation I needed.

As I unzipped my trousers, I was shocked to find my hand trembling like an untried boy. Shit.Why the hell was this so intense?I’d had sex countless times before. But never like this. For some reason, I felt like my entire world culminated in this very moment. I freed myself, fisting my dick for a few seconds to hold back the release that was threatening to burst forth.

“I forgot how huge you were,” I heard her whisper, and I smirked at her.

“Happy to remind you. Come on, baby.” I dragged her forward. Biting my lips, I held my breath as I pushed the mushroom tip inside her, feeling her center sucking at my cock and ripping at my control. The maddening urge to drive my cock fully into her beat at me. But I couldn’t. I didn’t want to hurt her. So even if it killed me, I was going to take it slow and gradually work until finally, finally, I was fully inside her.

God.

I felt the orgasm already threatening at the base of my spine, but I was determined to hold back.

She had to come again. Ineededto feel her come all over my cock before I would give in to the ecstasy threatening to blow my mind apart.

“Donovan.” She was gasping as I thrust into her again. Her teeth went to my shoulder, and she bit down before letting out a muffled, “Donovan, oh my God.”

“Come on, baby,” I growled, feeling pain and pleasure battle inside me as I thrust faster, fucking her into the desk. “Fucking come for me again. Let’s go.”

“I ca—” The denial was cut off by a gasp, which was probably a good thing because I wasn’t willing to hear it at that point. I wanted her too much to see reason when it came to that. “Donovan!”

“Do it,” I order, shifting one finger down and relentlessly pressing her clit. “Now.”

She didn’t have a choice then. Her hands gripped the edge of the desk, and she squeezed until her fingers turned white. Then, I felt the splash of wetness around my dick.

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