Boss Me Forever: Older Man/Younger Woman Workplace Romance

by Cameron Hart

  Reluctantly, I break our kiss so I can fill my lungs with air. She follows me, like our lips are connected by magnets. It pleases me to know she’s as addicted to me as I already am to her.

  I watch as she catches her breath, her eyes closed, lips swollen, cheeks flushed.

  “Beautiful,” I whisper into the side of her neck before placing a soft kiss there.

  I feel her pulse beating rapidly, which makes me groan and lick the same spot. She bucks her hips, grazing her hot little pussy against me.

  “Do you like when I kiss you here, little Luna?” I ask as I continue trailing kisses up and down her slender column.

  “Yes… sir,” she whimpers.

  I growl into her skin, my already hard dick becoming granite at her words. She tilts her neck, baring the soft flesh to me. I feel like a wolf, needing to sink my teeth into my prey.

  “Fucking love when you call me that,” I growl again, sucking and licking and nipping as she moans for me.

  My lips trail lower, grazing her collarbone, where I suck and bite her, just enough to turn her skin pink, not enough to leave a mark. But fuck, I want to mark her. Claim her. Devour her.

  “Please,” Luna whimpers again as I slowly kiss my way down her chest, over the fabric of the shirt she’s wearing. “I need… more. Please, Declan.”

  “Who?” I ask, before rolling her nipple in between my lips.

  “Sir! Oh, fuck, please, sir!”

  I reward her by sucking her breast into my mouth and slipping my hands under her shirt and exploring her silky-smooth skin. My large hands skim up her soft tummy, higher, higher, till my thumbs graze the sensitive underside of her breasts.

  Luna lifts her arms up, giving me the green light to take her shirt off. I grip the hem of the too-large shirt and slowly slide it up her body, revealing inch after creamy inch of skin to my hungry eyes.

  I stop when the hem of the shirt is just below her tits and look up at Luna. She bites her bottom lip and looks at me with equal parts excitement and apprehension. I lean down and kiss her softly, sensing she needs this from me too.

  “You’re so beautiful, Luna. You’re perfect,” I whisper into her lips before kissing her again.

  She opens her eyes, and all hesitation is gone, replaced by a playful twinkle. Jesus Christ, what that does to me.

  “How do you know? You haven’t even seen everything yet.”

  There’s that spark. I missed it. I needed to see it after the way she cried in my arms last night.

  “Well let’s see what we can do to fix that, shall we?”

  I practically tear the shirt off of her, and then stand back and admire the most perfect pair of tits I’ve ever seen.

  “Fucking hell,” I whisper. I brush the back of my knuckles down the top of one breast and over the pebbled little nipple, loving the way she trembles at my touch.

  Leaning down, I lick over her aching peaks before blowing cold air on them. Luna gasps as her thighs tighten around my waist. I suck her whole breast into my mouth and groan, loving that the way her body fits so perfectly with mine. I caress her thighs as I suck and nibble one breast and then the other. She leans back with her hands on the counter, thrusting her chest out for me and pushing her breast farther into my mouth.

  I groan at her offering and then pop off her tit only to repeat the process on the other one. The whole time, my thumbs massage circles on the insides of Luna’s thighs, inching higher and higher.

  “Oh, god, ohmygod, I…”

  “Shit, are you going to cum for me right now?”

  She cries out as I pull her nipple through my teeth, her legs shaking, her heart pounding in her chest. I feel the heat of her pussy as she grinds down against my throbbing cock, seeking the friction she needs.

  “I think… I think…”

  My hands slide around to her back, holding her up just as her arms give out. Luna throws her head back in a silent scream as I bite her nipple. I watch in complete awe as this goddess cums in my arms. I feel every muscle in her back tense and release as I hold her close and kiss all over her breasts and neck.

  Finally, Luna goes limp in my arms. I gather her up and hold her close to my chest, kissing the top of her head.

  “Goddamn, Luna, I’ve never seen someone cum just from playing with their tits.”

  She looks up at me and blushes, but then buries her head in my chest again.

  “Sorry,” she whispers. “Is that bad?”

  “No, it’s fucking hot. What kind of men have you been with?” I meant it as a joke, but now I don’t want to know. I don’t want to hear about her and other men.

  When she goes stiff in my arms, however, I lean back a bit and tilt her chin up.

  “Luna?”

  She avoids eye contact. “No one,” she whispers. I almost don’t hear it.

  “What?”

  “There haven’t been… I mean, I’m still…”

  She hides her face in her hands while I’m still trying to figure out if I’m understanding her correctly. I peel away one small hand and then the other, placing a kiss on both palms and then wrapping them around my neck.

  I rest my forehead on hers and breathe her in.

  “Are you telling me you’re a virgin, sweetheart?”

  “Yes, sir,” she whispers. Luna bites that damn lip of hers and I can’t help but crash my mouth over hers and take her in a possessive kiss.

  “Jesus, Luna,” I growl before diving in again. “Am I the first to see these tits of yours too?”

  She nods.

  “Need your words.”

  “Yes, sir.” I grunt in approval and I kiss my way down her neck, her chest, until I’m nuzzling between her perfect mounds.

  And then I kiss lower.

  My lips trail over her ribcage, her tummy, as I gently lay her out on the counter and kneel down in front of her.

  “Am I going to be the first to lick your dripping pussy? The first to taste you and suck on your needy little clit?”

  Luna moans as I hook my thumbs in the waistband of the boxers she’s wearing. I pause until I hear her say it.

  “Yes, sir, only you.”

  I slide the boxers off of her and trail kisses up the inside of one thigh and then the other. I stroke my fingers through the soft patch of curls decorating her mound, and grin when she shivers and squirms.

  “And will I be the first one to dip my fingers into your tight little cunt?”

  “Yes!”

  I smack her pussy, not too hard, and Luna spasms and gasps in surprise.

  “Yes, who?”

  She’s panting now, her fingers gripping the side of the counter so hard her knuckles are white.

  I smack her cunt again and watch it twitch, a pool of her juices gathering on the table. Fucking hell, she’s perfect.

  “Fuck, yes, sir… Sir, please,” she whimpers.

  “Love when you beg so nicely for me, little Luna,” I growl as I throw her legs over my shoulders. I part her lips with my thumbs stare at the most decadent pussy I’ve ever seen. She’s absolutely soaking wet and I can see her little clit engorged and throbbing for me. Precum leaks out of my aching cock as I let her scent wash over me.

  I feel her body shaking in my hands, vibrating with so much need and anticipation. I blow warm air over her tight little cunt and watch it convulse for me, a wave of wetness gushing for her virgin hole. One drop of honey trickles down to her puckered little asshole and I lick it up, not stopping until I circle her clit with the tip of my tongue.

  “Declan! Sir!” Her voice cracks as she gasps for air.

  God, her sounds, the way she says my name, calls me sir, fuck, it makes my cock throb and my balls ache. How can she unravel me with just that small thing?

  “Say it again,” I demand.

  “Declan, sir,” she moans. “I like the way that feels.”

  “Good,” I murmur. “I like the way it makes you say my name.”

  I lap at her sweet pussy, spearing my tongue inside of her entrance a
nd scooping up more of her juices to swirl around her clit. Her hips buck against me, her thighs tighten around my head, and I can tell she’s going to cum again.

  But I want to drag it out more.

  I look up from between her legs and watch her tits rise and fall as she pants for air. Jesus, the sight alone has me spurting more precum into my pants. She’s captivating, every single thing about her.

  I slowly lick at the seam where her leg meets her hip, first one, and then the other. I trace around the outside of her pussy lips, and then dart my tongue into her slit, licking her clit just once. She twists, and I move my tongue back to doing lazy circles around her folds and dips. I repeat this process, torturing her, bringing her closer and closer just one lick at a time.

  Sucking her clit into my mouth, I swipe my tongue over the tight bundle of nerves again and again until I feel her muscles pull tight, her breath catching in her throat and then…

  I back away, grinning when I hear her frustrated grunt.

  “I need to cum!”

  “Trust me, my little hummingbird. I’ll make it worth the wait.”

  I play with my little Luna some more, swiping a finger up and down her pussy, chuckling when her greedy cunt tries to suck me inside.

  “Love how responsive you are. So fucking sexy.” I tell her right before plunging my first finger inside of her.

  “Oh!” He surprised little yelp turns into a moan as I pump in and out of her. “More!”

  I withdraw my finger and smack her clit, making her gush for me and cry out. I plunge two fingers in her tight channel, in and out, curling them up and rubbing them over her g-spot. I take them out just as quickly and smack her pussy again.

  “How do good girls ask for what they want?”

  “More, sir, make me fucking cum, please, please…”

  I growl in approval and shove three fingers inside of that virgin hole of hers while biting down on her clit. Luna bows her back off of the kitchen counter, every single muscle in her body drawn up tight. Then she jerks her hips up and thrashes underneath me, so much so that I have to keep my other hand over her stomach to keep her from falling off the damn counter.

  I keep fingerfucking her as her pussy squeezes me tightly, my thumb taking the place of my mouth so I can watch her tiny body get overtaken by pleasure. When Luna gasps for air, I can tell she thinks it’s over.

  But I keep going. I curl my fingers up again and again, while keeping her pinned to the counter. I feel it, I feel her orgasm deep in her bones, I feel it rising to the surface as I beckon it with my hand deep inside that cunt of hers, fingers smacking with each thrust.

  “Declan, I’m…”

  “Let it happen, Luna. Let go for me.”

  “Ah, ah, ah, oh fuck, ohmygod, there, right there…”

  Luna screams and shatters so beautifully for me. I withdraw my hand and bury my face in her legs, gripping her ass in my hands and bringing her closer to me so I can drink down all of her release. I can’t even breathe, but I don’t give a fuck. She’s exquisite.

  “Too… much…” She tries to twist out of my grip, but I snarl at her like the feral beast she makes me. I lick that pussy clean and feel the final tremors of her orgasms leave her in a shuddering breath.

  I stand and scoop Luna’s tiny, limp body up in my arms and sit us down on the couch, with her curled up in my lap. It’s a special kind of hell having the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen, completely naked on my lap while my cock is aching and harder than it’s ever been, but this wasn’t about that. Her pleasure will always come first.

  I cup her head with one hand and tuck her into my chest, while stroking her bare back with my other hand, hoping to provide some comfort to her after such an intense first sexual experience.

  “You did so good, my little hummingbird. You’re so beautiful, letting me have control of your pleasure like that,” I whisper before kissing the top of her head. “Are you ok, sweetheart?”

  Luna takes a stuttering breath, and for a moment I worry that I pushed her too far. I mean, I did just give her three orgasms. And she’s so small and inexperienced. I lost control once I had a taste of her sweet honey. Which is not something I do. I am in control, always. Even of my own pleasure. But this woman in my arms… She breaks me and rattles me and terrifies me and confuses me. And I want more.

  “I’ve never felt… I didn’t know…” She sighs. “I’m so good, Declan. I mean, sir.”

  I chuckle and kiss the top of her head again.

  “You can call me Declan. Sir is just when we play, do you understand?”

  She nods into my chest.

  “Need your words, Luna.”

  “I understand.”

  “Good girl. My beautiful hummingbird,” I praise.

  “Why do you call me that?”

  I smile, thinking about the first time I called her hummingbird all those weeks ago.

  “That’s what you are. Tiny, colorful, beautiful, delicate but strong, always moving around and fixing things.”

  “And I love sugar?” She pops her little head up and smiles at me. Fuck, my chest hurts with how adorable and beautiful and mine she is.

  “Mmm, that’s something we have in common then. An appreciation for fine desserts.”

  “What? I thought you said you weren’t a big fan of sweets!”

  I give a devious grin. “That’s not the kind of dessert I was thinking about…”

  “Oh my god!” She giggles, blushing furiously.

  I can’t help it. I have to kiss her.

  So, I do.

  When we come up for air, I rest my forehead on hers.

  “I can’t believe this is really happening,” she whispers after a few beats of silence.

  “And what’s that?”

  “Oh. I mean, not that anything is happening or that like we’re together or whatever.”

  I should have mercy on her, but it’s just too fun to watch her squirm.

  “Luna,” I finally say after she’s ended her little outburst. “I just gave you three orgasms, and I plan on giving you many more. As much as your little body can handle. And then some.”

  She smiles, but I can tell she’s still tense. She won’t meet my gaze. I take a deep breath and say something I never thought I’d say to anyone.

  “Look at me, little hummingbird.” I cup her face and turn her towards me. “We’re together, you and me. You’ve gotten under my skin and I’m not ready to let you go.”

  This seems to satisfy her. I press a soft kiss to her forehead, knowing that what I’m feeling is so much more than just her getting under my skin. She cracked my damn heart wide open and replaced all the cold, broken parts with her light and warmth. I don’t know that I’d survive it if she walked away, which is crazy. It’s too much. It’s too scary for her to hear right now. Or maybe it’s too scary for me to voice.

  I look down and see my little Luna sleeping in my arms, which makes me chuckle. How things have changed in just a day.

  Chapter 12

  Luna

  I wake up to soft, teasing kisses all over my face. It makes me giggle and try to get away from Declan. My boss. My boss who I thought was so cold and cruel. But here he is, being sweet and playful. What a difference just one day has made.

  Finally opening my eyes, I see this beautiful, strong man smiling down at me. There’s something in his gaze that’s different. Not just the warmth I see there, or the hint of lust from our time together earlier, but something… I don’t know. I can’t quite place it. But it’s there, nonetheless, and I feel it deep down inside of me.

  “Come on, little hummingbird,” he says in that deep voice of his I’ve grown to love. It used to make me break out in goosebumps from pure lust, even when he was being a jerk to me, but now it comforts me as well. I smile at his endearment for me. I like it. A lot. “I want to take advantage of my day off. Let’s go do something fun.”

  “I never thought I’d hear those words come out of your mouth,” I grin up at him.

>   “Yes, well, you make me say all sorts of things I’ve never said before, it seems.”

  My smile softens, thinking of all of the sweet things he’s said to me today. Such a different man than I’ve experienced in the past.

  “I should probably figure out how to get my car back from the impound lot,” I sigh.

  “Already taken care of.”

  “Huh?”

  “I already paid for it. I grabbed your keys, I hope you don’t mind, and had it dropped off at your place.”

  “I…” I don’t even know what to say to all of that. “How did you know where I live?” Dumb question, I know, but it’s the first thing that comes to mind.

  “Employee records,” he shrugs.

  “Oh, yeah. Well, thank you. I’ll pay you back, I promise. How much was it?” I brace myself to hear the damage. Probably at least a few hundred dollars since it’s been there several days.

  “No need to pay me back. It’s not a big deal.”

  I bristle at that. It might not be a big deal to him, but it is to me. “I don’t take handouts. You’re not my… my… sugar daddy. Just because we’ve been… intimate, doesn’t mean you have to pay for things.” I start to get up out of his lap, but Declan won’t let me go.

  “Luna, that’s not the kind of relationship we have, I promise you. Just let me do this.”

  “I don’t like being indebted to others.”

  “And I already told you, I don’t want your money.”

  “Right, but I’m sure you’re thinking of other ways for me to pay you back,” I snap at him.

  In a flash, Declan has me on my back on the seat of the couch while he pins my naked body down with his fully clothed one.

  “Enough,” he says, his voice deep and commanding, even a little harsh. “I don’t coerce people into having sex with me, and everything you and I do will always be consensual. I don’t like your accusations, and I don’t like the fact that you’re lowering yourself to that.”

  I feel stupid tears burn in my eyes and I try to look away from him. I don’t even know why I’m crying.