Page 64 of Grumpy Boss in Love

“Half pint,” I teased.

“Hilarious.”

Her annoyed huff made me smile, but it melted away as soon as her fingers threaded through my hair. My eyes closed as she gently kneaded my scalp, and a pleasure-filled moan escaped me.

“Feels good?” she asked.

“Mhmm.” My palms rested on her hips. This pampering thing wasn’t half bad. Ruby spent another minute washing my hair before moving on to rub my shoulders and arms. The combination of her fingers and the water pressure beating on me rid my body of the tension that held my poor muscles hostage all day. I could get used to this.

When she was through, she opened the shower door, reached into the adjacent closet, and came back with a washcloth. My eyebrows elevated, but I didn’t protest as she bathed me. Never in my life had I experienced this level of comfort and intimacy with another person. Ruby was… special.

When water cascaded down my body, washing away the body wash that also smelled like a bouquet, she turned the water off. “Feeling more relaxed?” she asked.

I gazed at her with amazement. “I am.”

I felt a hundred times better than when I arrived. It was like I hadn’t had a crappy day. For so long, I’d been the one in charge, the one everyone expected to handle everything that I hadn’t realized I needed taking care of too.

“Good.” Ruby’s fingers grazed my chest and traced a path downward. “After this, you’ll feel even better.”

I watched her with rising interest as she stooped down until her face was inches from cock. The organ instantly came to life, lifting and jutting out as if saluting her. She peeked up at me through her lashes as she took me into her hand. A delightful shudder ran up my spine. Her touch was warm, gentle, and tentative.

“I’ve never done this before,” she said. “You’ll have to tell me how to please you.”

Her declaration reminded me of her innocence. I was her first lover. No matter what, I'd always have that. If it were possible, I got harder. I lifted a hand to trace a finger down her cheek, then to caress her lips. She was so hot kneeling with my dick in her hand. I couldn’t wait to see it between her sweet lips.

“Hold me a little tighter and stroke,” I instructed. Her fingers wrapped more firmly, and she began to move her hand up and down at an excruciating but delicious pace. “Faster.”

She pumped harder and faster. I pulled in a deep breath, basking in her touch, which became more confident with each stroke.

Ruby stared at me as if awaiting my next order and fuck did that turn me on. I didn’t know giving blow job instructions could be this hot. I may have been Ruby’s first lover, but she gave me plenty of firsts too.

“Take my tip into your mouth and suck,” I said, my excitement mounting.

Her lips wrapped around me, and my molars clamped together with my effort to stay still. She sucked, then her tongue circled my head making my pulse quicken.

“Take me deeper, Ruby.” She did just that and I moaned, “Good girl.”

My eyes were glued to her face, so I saw when hers widened, and her pupils dilated. She was enjoying this as much as I was. I let up my effort to restrain myself. Threading my fingers through her wet hair, I gave gentle thrusts, encouraging her to take me deeper.

She moaned around me, and the vibration nearly sent me over the edge.

“You look so sexy with my cock in your mouth,” I told her.

My mild dirty talk seemed to spur her on because she moaned again and clutched the back of my thighs. Her head bobbed faster, meeting my thrusts, which had become faster and more urgent. I threw my head back and let out a growl. It was incredible that I’d done this with more experienced women, yet none came close to the intense pleasure that Ruby brought me.

Tension coiled inside me, preparing to snap. I tried to pull away from her, but she clutched my thighs tighter. Her tongue slid against my flesh, then she sucked harder. My hands bunched in her hair to slow her movements, but she continued.

“Ruby, if you don’t stop, I’m going to?—”

Too late. I came hard with a roar of pleasure, my body quaking under the force of it. With wide eyes, I watched Ruby swallow spurt after spurt. Dazed and speechless, I braced a palm against the wall because my knees were momentarily weak. Ruby released me with a pop and smiled.

“How did I do?” she asked in a breathy tone that held an edge of excitement.

My dirty, dirty girl. I gazed at her with amazement. “Incredible,” was all I could pant out.

Her look of satisfaction made me smile.

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