Page 51 of Bossy Trouble

“That’s right,” he said. “Suck me.”

I was happy to oblige, finally putting my mouth on him and tasting the tangy precum on his tip. Donovan hissed as I licked him from one side to another, then started sucking on the tip. I looked up at his intense gaze as I sucked on the mushroom tip, gagging slightly when I got halfway down his dick. He made another rumbling sound as his face twisted in a mask of pain and passion, his fingers opening and closing as if he wanted to hold me yet didn’t want to hurt me.

I would make him break that control of his.

I forced even more of his length into my mouth, sucking and swallowing hard.

“Oh fuck.” His head flew back against the couch, and his fingers tangled themselves into my hair. He didn’t pull, but he gripped tightly, the slight stinging only driving my desire higher. I slurped him, getting slightly drunk on his taste. He tasted so clean and male. My wetness dripped between my thighs, and I knew that I was probably soaking my panties. And God, I ached so much. My pussy pulsed desperately, and I put my hand on myself just to ease some of it.

He caught the movement.

“Yes, that’s right, touch yourself,” he groaned as he began thrusting up into my mouth. “Fuck, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Without thinking, I obeyed, trying to imagine it was him touching me. I was already on edge, and it wouldn’t take me much to come, but I wanted him to come before I did. I wanted to taste him on my tongue, knowing that I was the one to drive him there before I finally gave in.

But then he pulled my head off his cock.

“Get over here,” he said, pulling me up by my arms and sweeping me into his lap. “When I come, I want to come inside you.”

I watched him reach into his pocket for a condom and tear it off with his mouth, slipping it on with ease. Then he arranged me over his cock and thrust into me.

God.

God.

He filled me up, his dick hitting nerve endings I didn’t even know existed. Or perhaps I’d forgotten in my years of self-imposed celibacy.

How had I ever lived without this? How could I live without this again?

He pulled back and thrust again, releasing a litany of curses. I went crazy then, mewling as I rode his dick in a maddening lust. I was dying and coming alive at the same time. Desire climbed in waves upon torturous waves, and the lust was so sharp that it turned to pain.

Pain and pleasure.

“Oh God,” I cried out. “Oh God, Donovan.”

“Come for me,” he ordered hoarsely, his eyes holding the same crazed heat I felt. “Come for me now!”

The earth shattered as I came, and so did I.

20

DONOVAN

About a week later, I watched in pride as the large man in front of Georgia practically quivered in his rage as he stared down at her, while she only gave him a mild look of amusement.

“What do you mean you’ve decided to go in a different direction with suppliers?” he asked, anger making his words slow and deliberate.

Georgia squared her shoulders, looking up at him. “Precisely what I said. We’ve done our research and learned that, although your website says otherwise, you source most of your materials from less-than-ideal origins. As you know, not only is this very bad publicity for our company, it also leads to a lot of subpar work, and we can’t have that. In our line of work, reputation is everything.”

The man looked like he couldn’t quite believe what he was hearing, and he was turning redder and redder by the second. Georgia, on the other hand, looked as calm as a cucumber.

God, she was incredible.

She had come so far in such a short time. We recently found out that one of our suppliers who produced the wiring for our routers had ties to groups that used child labor in the supply of their raw materials. Of course, it was discovered through thorough investigation on our end, and the information wasn’t out in the media yet, but if it did get out, it would significantly affect our profit margins.

Not to mention it was just bad taste.

We had to cut the supplier loose…and quickly. On a whim, I set up the meeting today. Even though I could have simply had my lawyers contact him to sever the ties, I wanted to meet him in person. And I wanted Georgia to handle the firing.

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