I Am the Boss Here: An Alpha Male Romance

by Claire Angel

  I drink at the open bar and she continues her pursuit by plying them with drinks which she snatches from the tray of some server walking by. There’s not an empty hand and it is by design. She’s inventing her own reality becoming someone they are willing to talk to.

  I follow her, listening in and she’s a natural in getting them to open up. She is drinking and I can tell how she is buzzed feeling no pain. She’s enjoying herself and the evening stretches on for a few hours before she finally returns to the nest.

  I see the cloud over her eyes and I know pulling her away from her admirers is going to disappoint some.

  Chapter 11

  Michelle

  I feel a little tipsy and those fantasies in my head are making me susceptible. He guides me away from the crowd to the shadows of the room. He traps me like an animal and I can easily come out swinging.

  “I want to give you a sneak peek at how the evening might progress if you play your cards right,” He teases with his fingers gliding over the sensitive flesh of my arms sending signals with the blood rushing below.

  “What you’re proposing is sounding a whole lot better after a few drinks. I can assure you that I’m not drunk. I know exactly what I’m doing and maybe this is what I need. Do you really think you are man enough to handle the scrutiny after the dust settles? Be very careful about how you answer that,” I said with my eyes travelling up and down his body to get a better feel for what he has in his possession.

  He put his right hand behind my neck, gripping it tightly and then he pulls me in until I see the flame of his kiss approaching. I try to resist by vainly turning my head, but he’s not giving up without a fight. He makes me look at him and my lips pucker in response. I can’t seem to restrain myself from wanting the forbidden.

  I lose all control with a flicker of desire drowning me in a sea of helplessness. Temptation confuses me and leaves me vulnerable. I can’t feel my legs and they crumple underneath me until he has me in his arms carrying me weightless from the room.

  Nobody notices.

  I touch his face and feel his hardened jaw. This is what he wants, but I’m not sure this is anything more than a tease to give him a perpetual case of blue balls. To push him away will make him realize he’s not god’s gift to women. I have to dispel his over-exaggerated ego.

  Unfortunately, the kiss opens me up to explicit visions of many different positions. The mystery of what I have perceived is dangerously close to becoming reality. I’m no stranger to those sexual feelings under the cover of the sheets.

  These are stronger than any I’ve had before and I’m not sure how I can justify my actions.

  “I need you to know this is only going to happen with conditions. I can stop it at any time for any reason whatsoever. You can’t take it personally. This is a good start, but I’m more interested in how it’s going to finish. You are making me react in a spontaneous way. There’s no telling how far I’m willing to go,” I whisper into his ear with my hot breath making him shiver with the muscles of his body flexing in response.

  “I’m just happy to be a part of this. I promise whenever you want to stop then all you have to do is say the word, but I don’t think it’s going to happen. I want you more with every breath I take,” He said with the elevator climbing steadily until we came face to face with one of the staff pushing a tray of discarded food.

  His name is embossed in gold, but I pay little attention to it.

  Tyson sidesteps him and sprints to the door fumbling with the key. I’m giggling uncontrollably in his arms.

  The door opens and he breathlessly deposits me on the mattress standing back with me scrambling to my elbows to watch him undress slowly for my amusement.

  “I really don’t know about this and maybe we are rushing things. How can I possibly trust that you’ll be here in the morning? I don’t want to feel like a one night stand,” I pant with my hands nervously hanging onto the sheets.

  “Don’t over think it. Live in the spontaneous moment and I promise you won’t regret it,” He said, revealing his masculine chest hairless and smooth begging to be touched.

  I can’t blink and I watch every movement concentrating on his fingers as he pulls the button on his pants loose. The zipper slowly uncovers the bulge of his excitement. His cock is flexing and I watch him in a hypnotic trance. He comes a little closer and he grabs my hand placing it on the heat of the shaft through his underwear.

  It’s under a lot of pressure and his eyes convey a need that supersedes my hesitation.

  He stands in formation looking down on me before frantically tearing at my clothes with this overanxious energy in the air. I should be afraid, but I’m not. He seems like he knows me and looks right through me.

  My hand is still rubbing the object of my fascination. I find myself devoid of shame and clothes. I lie there in the embrace of his avid eyes.

  “I think it goes without saying I don’t want to get hurt. Heartbreak is the worst kind of betrayal a woman can go through. Promise me this is more than it appears to be. I know it is for me, but I would like to hear the same words coming from you,” I urge, waiting with the uncomfortable silence only punctuated by the ticking of the clock.

  “I’m not thinking that far ahead and neither should you. We’re here together and that should be the only thing that matters. Let me show you a world of possibilities. This is your chance to be open and honest with yourself. You can tell me you don’t want this, but I won’t believe you.” He very quickly disengages my bra letting it fall into his hands with my breasts exposed.

  The nipples are hard enough to cut through glass.

  I moan when his lips encompass one of my nipples circling his tongue around the outer edge before sucking with a vacuum force to make me throw my head back in obvious enjoyment. I cradle his head and he nurses at my nipple sending signals below my waist.

  His hand finds its way to the very same panties soaking wet from thinking about him all night. He traces the cleft of my wet pussy lips drawing an outcry of pleasure from my mouth.

  “It feels so damn good. I’ve always found a reason not to do this. There are no excuses for my behaviour. I like this more than I want to admit.” I look at him through my liquor induced half-closed eyelids.

  He makes me yelp with concern when he pulls my panties away from my body with the fabric ripping upon contact.

  He remains tight-lipped and he lifts my leg running the tip of his tongue along the bottom of my foot. I watch with eyes wide open anticipating what is going to happen next.

  “I love the look you have in your eyes. There’s no turning back. We’ve come too far and I’ve been teased too long. I’m going to turn up the heat. I hope you’re ready for something that is going to leave you breathless.” He follows his words with his tongue sliding along my inner thighs.

  I can feel the sensation building until a high pitched squeal comes from my mouth.

  He plunges his tongue into the folds and flutters with insistence to get my undivided attention. My legs are over his shoulders and my body responds to his oral consumption of me. I press my hands into the mattress, lifting my lower body and wrapping my ankles around his neck.

  He holds onto me and he stands on the bed with all the blood rushing to my head. I’m seeing things upside down and the world is forgotten hidden behind the pleasures of the flesh. The way I hunch to get a deeper penetration in an example of what it takes to bring the woman out of me.

  His sloppy approach and his slurping is music to my ears.

  I fall headlong into a pleasurable abyss. My skin is on fire and he continues his pursuit with his tongue charging forward at a breakneck speed. I hear my screams and they are primal. The animal inside of me takes over wallowing in the depravity of how easily he can play my body like a musical instrument.

  I’m vaguely aware that my innocence is still intact, but I know it’s only a matter of time before he plucks my cherry. I’m a little afraid, but my excitem
ent is more than enough to dispel my fears.

  He lowers me to the mattress and I feel like I have nothing left to give. My flesh is given the kind of pleasure none of my toys could come close to.

  I’m realizing the missing piece of my life revolves around the pleasures two people can give each other.

  “The only thing I ask of you is that you don’t stop when I say when.” I run my hand down his sweaty chest with my legs wide open inviting him to fulfil his promise.

  “I have no intention of stopping until we are both completely satisfied. There’s something I want you to do for me.” He reaches for the pillow and fluffs it up so that my head is angled and looking directly at the head of his cock. I know what he wants and I have this insatiable thirst for his cream.

  Chapter 12

  Tyson

  I see her lips purse with enthusiasm and I can’t deny the allure.

  My body slides up to her mouth with my knees on either side of her head. I’m holding onto the headboard with both hands. She is the only one I’m thinking about and I have become her superman.

  She looks terrified, but she doesn’t stop me from wiping the mushroom shape of the head of my cock along the contours of her lips. There’s a profound kiss followed by the pungent scent of strawberries. Her mouth parts and I see the fleeting dart of her tongue.

  She takes a hold of the shaft and brings it closer to her mouth. I don’t have to say anything as she becomes a cock sucking idiot savant. It’s almost natural and effortless. She consumes the head into the greedy orifice of her mouth. Her eyes tell me everything I need to know and I shuffle forward to give her more of what she wants.

  “That feels amazing and you have no idea how much I need this. I see it and I’m very impressed. You swallowed the entire thing and barely gagged. I like that you want to please me.” My hips start to act on their own following the motion of her mouth sliding up and down my cock.

  Her mouth is in the perfect position. I watch mesmerized how every inch goes directly into her throat and back out again. The skin of the shaft is pulled by the insistence of her mouth.

  I’m tired of living like a blind man, but my eyes are awakened by the beauty in front of me. She is a sexual creature craving the taste of me. She hands me her heart. This is a different story from what I am used to and somehow I see the happy ending within my reach.

  She must feel the oncoming rush of my orgasm. It comes out of her mouth drenched in her spit. Her hand presses against my chest and she breathes heavy waiting with eager eyes.

  “You know what time it is.” I reach back and touch her clit which is pronounced.

  “Just don’t make me regret this. I won’t be used for your pleasure and discarded after you are done with me. It will be insulting if you don’t stay the night in my arms. Show me what I have been missing,” She persuades by spreading her legs with those lips splitting wide open slippery to the touch of my finger.

  I prepare her by slapping my cock on her clit making her jump out of her skin. I move the head up and down the lips willing myself to refrain from deeply fucking her.

  I push and find she’s not ready. The tightness of her innocence prevents me from going any further. My patience allows me to slowly watch my cock sink into the heat of her sex.

  It’s a slow agonizing stroke but with enough pressure to conquer any resistance. Her eyes are closed and I stop when I am balls deep. The pain immobilizes her and she blinks her eyes open to speak volumes without saying anything at all.

  I can feel her legs around me holding me close. It feels like forever when she finally licks her lips and gives me a nod of confirmation. She pounds her heels behind my back spurring me into action.

  “I thought I knew, but I had no idea. It’s nothing like what I’ve heard and that’s a good thing. You are a gentle spirit with a firm touch and dominant hand. Damn, I’m a lucky girl to wait for a man like you. This is what every woman’s first time should be like,” She blurts out with my hands underneath her lifting her to my body in a resounding crack.

  She is a hurricane of emotion and I draw inspiration from the expression on her face. Her body accepts me and she smiles guiltily for those feelings seizing her by the throat.

  “I’m glad I could exceed your expectations. Your body is very responsive.” My cock comes all the way out and the visual component of seeing it covered in her juices is a cheap thrill.

  She is turning me on with the way she moves. Her hair flying everywhere and her moans of persuasion touch me deeply. She’s making it very difficult to continue without finding my sweet release. This girl is one in a million. Her enthusiasm is infectious and it fuels me with a reserve of energy I didn’t know I have.

  I leave her empty and wanting. I hear this whimper of a sound vocally announcing her disappointment. He scratches my chest lightly encouraging me with the beckoning of her finger to come back to where I belong. I reach down between my legs slapping some sense into my cock and her grin of fascination intrigues me.

  I spoon her from behind with my hands wrapped around her waist. I easily press into the folds and feel the tightness of her lips pulling me back in. I hug her with the intimacy of our union bringing about the moans of our surrender.

  “I feel so close to you,” She coos and runs her hands along my arms.

  “Nobody knows what goes on in our heads. You see right through me and I can’t hide anything from you. I see you sometimes standing with a group of people and I see you like nobody else is in the room. Everybody lives in black and white when there are different shades of grey.” I feel the return of the pressure building and I burn inside for her waiting for those flames to extinguish

  She begins to push back against me until her entire body begins shaking. The pulsating reminder of her sexual desire ripples along my length. I thrust hard and demanding to bottom out each and every time.

  The audio explosion of her orgasm is deafening. My performance is up for debate. I usually last longer, but waiting for her gave me the inspiration going forward. I can feel it simmering at the head ready to boil over at the slightest provocation. It comes courtesy of her lips sliding up and down in jerking movements practically milking me of every drop.

  She fits me like a hungry glove. This is where she doesn’t take any prisoners. The way she looks at me over her shoulder is a telling sign of her arousal. I feel this genuine kinship connecting us, body and soul. I can’t take it anymore and staying still inside those convulsing walls is only a temporary solution.

  The sheets are asunder tangled around us making it a love nest for a couple of lovebirds. The room is stifling and I can practically run my hands in the air to see the heat generated from the two of us. She works me over into this lather and suddenly I have nowhere to run.

  “Give it to me…NOW,” She demands and my body reacts with the expulsion of my seed escaping from the head of my cock.

  I give one final shove before lying flat on my back looking up at the ceiling. She turns and kisses me laying her hand on my chest where she can obviously feel my heart beating wildly.

  I’m at peace for the first time in my life and I know tonight is only the beginning. She convinces me with more than words to give us a chance at something memorable. I don’t know how to say the words, but feel the answer will easily be felt in my kiss.

  We make out hot and heavy rekindling the flame of our passion.

  “I’m staying here with you and you’re going to see my face every morning from this day forward. I hope to make every day something more than normal. We need to slow down and look at what really matters. Not many people get this chance,” I reflect while running my hands down over her body afraid she’s going to disappear like a figment of my imagination.

  “I never thought I would hear those words coming out of your lips. You’ve been kind and gentle with the ability to touch all of my buttons. This is my happy place in your arms. I’m drunk on this feeling and it’s better than any liquor touchin
g my lips. Tell me what you want,” She begs and I know the innocent girl has been replaced by a wild vixen.

  “I really don’t know how to answer that question. Give me a few moments and I will be ready to go again. No woman is ever going to be able to replace you in my heart. I thought this was about the conquest, but there’s more to it than that. Most people don’t have the chance to find true happiness without tripping over their feet in the process. We settle for second best because we don’t know any different.” I don’t know what I’m saying, but it’s from the heart.

  “You don’t have to say these things to make me feel better. I know I want more, but the sex was absolutely amazing. You somehow know my body and what it takes to drive me crazy. No man compares and I’m not just saying that to inflate your ego. I truly mean it and I see this as a beginning. Do you want the same thing?” She said, putting me on the spot and waiting for an answer.

  “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I never did want the white picket fence. You give me hope for the future. Business is booming, but my love life has been nothing more than getting some strange. God help me, but I want you in my life and willing to do anything to make it happen. I’m barely able to get to sleep without thinking about you.” I’m hooked and I can’t seem to shake this feeling she has awakened inside of me.

  “Life is about changes and nothing stays the same. I trust my heart and it has never failed me in the past. I might have been a little blinded by sexual desire to understand the consequences of my actions. In the cold light of reality, I see you for the man you hide from everybody else afraid of letting somebody in,” She reveals and I know the truth is written in stone.