Page 49 of Her Billionaire Bossholes

"Did you wear that for me?" I tease, slipping a single finger under the thin strap.

She looks at me over her shoulder, biting her lip with a lustful gaze. The idea that she might wear a sexy little thong with the hope that I might even see it is enough to drive me wild.

Without a second thought, I slip my hand further inside her pants and let my fingers trace their way along the delicate lines of her thong. My heart is racing as I feel the heat radiating from her, the intoxicating scent of her arousal sending shivers down my spine. I can't help but wonder if she knows how much I want her right now.

I grip her hips tightly, kissing her neck and shoulders as I continue to explore her body with my hands. My thumbs brush against the lacy fabric of her thong, feeling the dampness that has already begun to seep out of her. She lets out a soft moan, her body trembling.

"Look what I found," I say softly.

My fingers tug the thong aside, exposing her secret, swollen core. Oh, she's ready for this. She's been waiting for this. And so have I.

I press my lips against her neck, my breath ragged and shallow. She moans, her voice barely audible in the dimly lit closet. It's music to my ears, a symphony of desire that echoes the same feelings in my soul.

With my hand, I gently cupped her sex, letting my fingers trace the delicate folds. A soft mewl escapes from her lips, and I can feel her heartbeat pounding wildly against my palm.

I pull away, taking in the sight of her flushed cheeks and the trembling lips that taste like a forbidden fruit. An intoxicating combination of fear and lust that makes my blood boil with desire. With a swiftness that belies the intensity of the moment, I reach around and cup one of her full, round breasts, my thumb gently grazing her erect nipple. She gasps, her breaths becoming shallow and fast.

In one swift, decisive movement, I yank her thong aside, and plunge my erect cock deeply inside her heat. She moans in pleasure, her body arching back even further against me. I felt her muscles clench around me as we started to move together in a frenzy. My hands grip her hips tightly, guiding our movements, her wetness coating my cock with every thrust.

Her legs open even further, welcoming me in like a hug from a long lost loved one. "Oh, yes," she breathes, her voice laced with urgency and desire. Her eyes meet mine in the darkness, a fierce passion that mirrors my own, and a wild, untamed smile spreads across my face.

I thrust forward, feeling her body wrap around me like a spring breeze. Our skin slaps together, the sound echoing in the closet like the beat of our hearts. I hold her hips, letting them guide me deeper into her, feeling her heat surround me. Her hand slides up to clasp the back of my neck, pulling me closer, and our lips connect in a frenzy of passion.

She moans softly as my hand continues to caress her breast, teasingly pinching her nipple between my fingers. Her body trembles with pleasure, her muscles tightening around me.

I thrust harder, my body lost in the rhythm of the moment, our bodies moving in perfect harmony. Time seems to stand still as we lose ourselves in the passion of the moment. Her moans become louder, more urgent as she meets my every thrust.

Her legs start to tremble, her hands clawing at the wall as her body bounces against it. I can feel the heat building within her, threatening to release her passion in a wild, untamed manner. She starts to shake, her muscles clenching around me, and I know the moment has arrived.

With one final, powerful thrust, I feel her muscles tighten around me, her body convulsing as she releases her passion into the darkness of the closet. I can feel her release ripple through my body, causing me to let out a low, animalistic growl.

"That's right. Come, darling," I order harshly. "Let go."

The air in the closet is thick with the scent of our passion, the sounds of our heavy breathing and the wet slap of skin against skin filling the small space. I can't help but imagine the lustful looks we must have been giving each other, the desperation in our eyes. And in that moment, I know: I could fuck her senseless in this small, crowded closet, and the world could fall away around us.

Just as she reaches her peak, she lets out a muffled cry and her muscles clench around my cock, milking me for every ounce of pleasure. I can feel myself swelling inside of her, my release growing closer with each passing second. Her moans and cries fill the room, adding to the intensity of the moment.

I can't help but thrust deeper, needing to bury myself even further inside her, feeling her walls tighten around me. Her breaths become shallower and more ragged, her body trembling with every thrust. She's so wet, her juices coating my cock and sliding down my balls.

As the intensity of the moment reaches its peak, I feel my own release drawing near. My cock throbs inside her, my every muscle tense with anticipation. I thrust one last time, burying myself deep within her, and let out a primal roar as my seed spills into her warm, tight heat.

The sensation is overwhelming, a symphony of pleasure and relief that fills me to the brim. I thrust a few more times, my cock pulsating as it unloads its seed deep inside her. I can feel the warmth of her body surrounding me, clutching me tightly as she milks me dry.

As our bodies continue to move in sync, I pull her closer, our lips meeting in a passionate and fervent kiss. She whimpers softly, her breaths shallow and fast, as we lose ourselves in the fervor of our passion.

"Oh, Jackson," she pants breathlessly.

I fall against her, tugging her tightly to my chest. "Oh, Charlie," I coo back, equally as breathless.

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CHARLIE

"Oh, Charlie."

The memory of Jackson's breathless moan plays on repeat in my mind, distracting me yet again. I can still feel the way his arms engulfed my entire body, pulling me tighter against him as if he could meld us together.

After our steamy little session in the broom closet, Jackson and I had gathered ourselves enough to go down to the town car that had taken us to the pharmaceutical headquarters--the new partner of BioCore Solutions. The entire ride consisted of gentle, silent aftercare. It's probably the most romantic thing that's ever happened to me.

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