Page 34 of Insufferable Boss

“Come here,” I said, and she started to head over.

“Stop telling me what to do,” she said, and I smiled.

“Get on your knees,” I gave yet another order and could see the aggravation darken her features.

Then she pushed at my chest causing me to fall back into her chair.

“Don’t fucking tell me what to do,” she said.

I controlled my fall and landed smoothly in it then I parted my legs.

“Potato, potato,” I said, and she gave me a very dark look before lowering to her knees.

She watched my cock, and I could see the raw hunger in her eyes. She truly didn't want to do this but as the head pulsed and leaked, I saw that she was unable to resist it.

She slipped her tongue out and then she kissed me across the wet slit. She shut her eyes savoring it a bit and then she licked her lips and reopened her eyes.

“I’m going to bite your cock off,” she threatened, and I chuckled silently daring her to try.

She pushed my hand off and then she grabbed the root of my cock. With her gaze on mine she licked up and down the hardened length once again the tip of her tongue tracing the engorged veins and then then she pulled the entire head into her mouth again. I leaned back against the chair as my pleasure intensified, the heat and suction from her mouth, just what I needed to release all the pent-up frustrations and stress from the day.

I felt relieved and anew as she began to suck, the pad of her tongue and her throat savoring me with feverish abandon.

I had to give this accolade that she knew exactly what she was doing because I’d never actually been a fan of blow jobs. They were fun when given but nothing and no one had ever made it feel like this. At first, I was sure it was a fluke but as I watched her head bob up and down my length, all prior doubts from earlier completely disappeared.

The pleasure zinged through my blood as her stroking became even harder and I couldn’t help my excitement. My hand itched to go into my hair to grab at the roots so that I could control this, yet I didn’t want to look away from her for even a moment. Her eyes were shut but from time to time they would flutter open and connect with mine.

And they were mesmerizing to say the least. More than anything though, I loved how she couldn’t get enough of sucking my cock. She took me as deeply as she could, and then she pulled back out with more grace than I had ever seen from any woman. She was beyond talented, and I was beginning to see that it was in more ways than I could ever have imagined.

I was about to pull away unable to contain any delayed release but then she licked down my length and then to my surprise went even further down to pull my balls into her mouth one after the other. My head fell back then as a long and guttural, groan escaped my lips. I couldn’t have muffled it if I tried, and I didn’t give a rat’s ass about who the fuck heard. I couldn’t in that moment because giving that she was stroking me as she sucked on my balls was way too much sensation to keep me coherent. My eyes went shut as all I could do was accept and try to contain the barrage of feeling that overwhelmed me.

It took no time then.,. in seconds I was coming. At first, I attempted to pull out of her mouth so that I could spill out but then she caught me hard by the root and directed me to her mouth. This I couldn’t miss for the world, so I watched as she took every bit of my release and then some.

She continued to suck me until every drop of ecstasy was pulled out of me. I wanted to punch something to contain the rush of excitement and extreme satisfaction rushing through my veins. She was wonderful but given my enjoyment of her from earlier in the day I couldn’t wait even further for us to take things all the way to the end. But first I wanted to do something with her.

I couldn't believe how badly I wanted to do it but seeing how she had just taken all of me with so much delight I wanted to feel as intimately close to her as possible. Even if it was a bit dirty. I liked dirty and as I kissed her, the taste of my cum intertwining with the taste of her mouth. I decided that I also liked her. Immensely.

15

Lena

I was still shaky on my feet and quite disoriented when I left my office and headed over to the elevators. I had been planning on working late, but none of that was going to happen after what had happened in my office. I didn't know what to say, or even think for that matter. My mind remained blank as I arrived at the ground floor, walked across the lobby, and to the car waiting for me.

I didn't think he had left yet, so as we drove away, I couldn't help but lift my gaze to the very top of the building. That was where he would be, and I wondered if he had been affected just like I was. This was a very dangerous game we were playing, and no more than now, after that kiss he had given me, had I become aware of it.

We had become quiet afterwards. No more taunting, just deep contemplation as we tried to catch our breaths and return back to earth. What we found, however, was that the earth was no longer all that interesting. What we wanted was to completely bask in each other's essence and presence. Or maybe I was wrong, and it was just me. Either way, it felt both good and terrifying at the same time, so I returned straight to my hotel.

What I soon found, however, was that the buzz of excitement that had begun inside of me from the moment he pulled his cock out and started stroking himself still remained. It had been such a brazen move, so shameless, and yet he had looked so confident and attractive doing it that it had immediately gotten my clit throbbing and sent me to my knees. Any man who could do that so effortlessly was a massive risk and was not to be trusted around me.

Even I have my guard up, but how long until he pulls another brazen move like that once again and sucks me in like a willing puppet.

I needed to relax...to let go a little, so I headed to the hotel's bar. Thankfully, it wasn't crowded, given that it was a work night. I quickly found a stool at the very end of the bar and took a seat.

After placing my AirPods in my ears, I called the one person that would listen and perhaps talk some sense into my head. Or not. I just needed to talk about this, and Diana seemed to be my only solution. However, from her very first words as she answered, I started to harbor deep regret.

"The third time the same day?" she asked. "I don't know whether to laugh or pat myself on the back because I was motherfucking right." I sighed at her gloating and rolled my eyes.

"Hello?" she called. "Hello, miss."

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