Bossed: A Steamy Office Romance

by Kate Gilead

  “I know.” I say. “It’s weird, isn’t it. But I do feel strong and confident in my skills now. I know I can hold my own in a professional environment just fine.”

  “Yes but that’s not the point. The point is, women work whether they get paid or not. Take what you do as an example. You do a lot! You cook, you clean, you shop, you organize, you decorate, you feed me, you buy me clothing and even help dress me, for fucks sakes! You take care of me, of us, you plan everything we do, you make sure the bills are paid…”

  “With your money!” I interject.

  “Yeah, so what? It’s still on you to know what the bills are, and pay the damn things on time! Dammit, Jennifer! Why can’t you think of it as our money now? We’re engaged, we’re going to be married!”

  “Okay. It’s our money. I…”

  “And furthermore, I want you to come to the west coast with me and relax, have a little fun while Nick builds our house. Look. You’re my woman and I want you to take a nice vacation with me, what the fuck is so wrong with that?”

  “Okay,” I say, laughing. “I said…okay.”

  He stares at me for what must be a whole minute.

  Then an impish grin curls his lips.

  “C’mere, you” he says, beckoning with a finger.

  “No. Nope! Nuh-uh!” I get up and back away, grinning. He makes a grab at me and misses. “No way!”

  The look on his face becomes devilishly intent. Oh fuck!

  I turn and start running towards the stairs. He jumps up after me, his heavy footfalls thundering close behind.

  Shit!

  I hold my skirt up and tear up the stairs as fast as I can, laughing and shrieking breathlessly. I run down the hall to my room and fling the door shut behind me, as if that’s gonna slow him down.

  He bursts through it, chuckling his best, evil chuckle, the one he does that sounds so much like the actual devil laughing, it makes my hair stand on end.

  “Yikes!” I pant, trying to catch my breath. “That is the creepiest laugh I’ve ever…”

  He grabs me and throws me down on the bed. “I’ve got you now! Mu hu ha hah hah haaaaa!”

  He lays his long, sturdy body on top of mine, puts his hands on either side of my face and just stares down at me. His grin fades, replaces by a look of such lust, heat rises in my belly and makes my panties damp.

  Something long and hard takes shape in his pants, pressing against my thigh. He writhes, rubbing it against me.

  “Mmmm,” he whispers. “I can feel your nipples poking me in the chest.” His face dips into the hollow between my jaw and my neck, and his kisses and nuzzling make my hips rock against him.

  He pushes his cock against me even harder, his lips curling back from his teeth. “Feel that?”

  “Oh yeah,” I murmur, licking my lips, my eyes going to his mouth.

  He takes in my face, then focuses on my mouth, then fastens his lips on mine, kissing me deeply, passionately, insistently.

  My pussy throbs and my pelvis rocks. Jesus, he makes me need him so bad!

  Urgently, he pulls at my top, popping a button, making an “Oops” face that’s so comically endearing, and so opposite to his devilish laughter a second ago, I burst into giggles.

  “Oh, something’s funny, huh,” he teases, then pulls my shirt the rest of the way off, sending another couple buttons flying. “You’ll have plenty of time to sew those back on,” he growls, waggling his brows.

  With one hand, he levers my bra open and sends it sailing into the corner of the room.

  I help him get his own shirt off and then that joins my bra on the floor, his pants and boxers following immediately.

  He straggles me, his hard cock jutting and jouncing from between his legs, then he bends and takes my boob into his mouth.

  Flicking the erect tip and raking his teeth over it gently, he then pulls as much as he can into his mouth, before doing the same to the other one.

  My body feels like it’s on fire now, my pussy pulsing greedily.

  He sits forward, and, holding my tits together, he cradles his penis between them, the meaty head straining towards my mouth.

  I lower my chin and lick it on every upstroke as he watches avidly.

  “Ohhh, yeah,” he growls. “So fucking hot,” he breathes, holding my breasts together against his shaft while I take the glans into my mouth.

  I suck on it, swishing it with my tongue, until his breath quickens and his cock jumps, leaking precum.

  Quickly, he flips me over, spreads my legs and holds them open while he licks my pussy with long strokes, making sure I’m wet and ready.

  I am ready…I am so ready, I’m shaking and moaning. He reaches into my bedside table and retrieves my vibrating wand, a gift he got for me and loves to use on me himself.

  This is gonna be a good one.

  He switches the vibrator on and then positions himself behind me. He rubs the tip of his cock between my lips, opening and spreading me, while gently pressing the vibrating head of the wand against my clit.

  “Uhhh, ahhhh….that feels so nice” I whisper, eyes half closed.

  Then he sheaths himself within me, slow and sure. I hold my breath and push back against him, loving how his hardness transmits pleasure through my flesh.

  “Oh God, Jennifer…you feel so fucking good!’ He hammers me now, pushing himself all the way into me, rocking me from side to side and then straight on, slapping my body with his hips, making my pussy cream and juice, squelching with every stroke.

  “Fuck, I’m gonna come,” he says, voice gritty, and stops his motion.

  We both wait, trembling, until his orgasm subsides.

  Then he applies the head of the vibrating wand between our bodies again, circling it against my clit while his rock-hard erection throbs in my depths.

  It only takes a moment.

  “Ah God…ahh…” My incoherent cries fade away as the sensation rises inside me.

  The orgasm is heavy and intense, starting as a contraction deep inside me, making my vibrating pussy clench Blake’s cock tightly, clench and release and I’m coming, oh god I’m coming hard, so hard, the pleasure roars through me, racing from my throbbing, vibrating button through my soaking pussy, flooding Blake’s dick with my cream.

  And buried in my depths, Blake’s cock hardens even more, caught up in the vice-like, sucking sensation of my orgasm, making him roar like a lion and drive into me as he comes, both of us bucking and gasping in sweaty, blissful ecstasy.

  The END

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