Page 16 of Dark Daze

"Okay," I squeaked. "I mean, yes boss."

"Good girl." He lowered his face and started to lap at my pussy.

Not surprising, he knew exactly what to do with his tongue. He didn't go straight at me though. He took his time, teasing and flicking until I was ready to scream at him to touch me more.

He took me right to the edge of bliss, then let me back down until my vision cleared and blood slowed. Somehow, he knew exactly where the line was and how to keep me from crossing it.

Ironic since we were crossing so many other lines right now. What would Caleb think? No way Hilton would touch me if he knew his boss would skin him for it.

No, this was the touch of a man who knew he could do it without repercussions. When Hayley found out, and she would, that was another fucking problem I'd deal with when it came.

Right now, I was more concerned with me coming.

I grabbed fistfuls of bed covers in each hand and arched my back, grinding my pussy into his face, silently begging after all, but only for him to let me get some relief from the pressure that thundered through me.

He picked up his shining mouth and smiled. "Your body is so obedient."

"Please…” I said breathlessly. With no touch at all on my clit, my body was aching, demanding. "I need…"

"I know what you need," he said. "I know very well." He lowered his mouth and gave it to me, stroking his tongue over my clit and sliding the tip inside me.

I rocked against him once, twice and then came, gently at first, but then with growing intensity until my whole body throbbed and sang.

I groaned. "Fuck, yes." I drew out the second word, then tipped my head back against the mattress and cried out his name.

I came down as he took his mouth from me and crawled slowly up my body, his eyes on mine.

"Good girl, but louder next time."

I panted a laugh. "Yes, boss. I'll try."

"Don't try. Do. Roll over."

I did as he asked, rolling onto my stomach and looking at him over my shoulder.

He lay over me, straddling my thighs. His erection poked into my ass cheek before he opened my legs and positioned his cock outside the entrance to my pussy.

I groaned for the second time in a few minutes as he pressed himself inside me.

He grunted. "Fuck, you feel incredible. I knew you would. I'm going to fill you." He slid in further until he was fully seated inside me, his stomach pressed hard against my ass.

"That feels so good, boss," I murmured. It fucking did. He was so long and thick I had to stretch to take him, but it felt amazing.

He leaned to whisper in my ear. "I'm going to fuck you slowly. I want to enjoy every minute and every centimetre of your luscious body. You were made for this. Made for me to fuck."

I couldn't disagree with that right now. I could barely think. All I knew was his weight on me, his erection deep inside.

"Tell me," he urged as he started to move. "Tell me what you're made for."

"For you," I said breathlessly. "For you to fuck me."

"Good girl," he purred. "That's right."

"For you to come inside me," I added.

"Hell yes, you were." He thrust slightly faster. "That's exactly what I'm going to do. And you're going to take every drop into your body."

"Mmmm, yes, please, boss," I said into the mattress.

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