Chapter 81
Chapter 81:
“I like it when my boss is bossy,” he laughed, helping me with my jacket and then my shirt. We spent more time kissing before he let me get up and led me to his bedroom. He stripped naked as he watched me take off my clothes. I ended up under him, and we were back to locking our lips as if our lives depended on it. I knew what to expect, but still moaned when his lips wrapped around my cock. His hands were on my thighs, pushing them apart, making it even sexier as he folded my body to his will, his filthy mouth sucking my cock like it was his favorite lollipop. “In me, Dion, now p>
“Yes, boss!” He chuckled and reached for the lube and condom. I moaned louder when his fingers breached me, then begged for more when he found my sweet spot. “Fuck me,” I breathed out, pulling him down for more of his kisses.
He took my leg and placed it on his shoulder, making a quick move to put on the condom. His body covered mine as he pushed inside me. I cursed, and he groaned, then we both moaned as he started moving in and out of me.
I couldn’t help feeling like I needed something more. Last time, there had been a sense of urgency when we fucked in my private bathroom at the office. But now, hidden away in his apartment, I wasn’t feeling the same temptations. Read full story at.net
This was too easy.
“I need… I need more p>
“Huh?” Dion pulled back a few inches to understand what I was saying. “Sorry, this was too p>
“Vanilla?” His smile turned devilish, as if he liked where my thoughts were going. “What are you thinking? Bondage, blindfold, ass spanking, edging p>
“I’ve never tried anything besides edging, I think p>
“Oh, Boss, when you say that, it means you’ve never tried real edging before. Okay, let’s start with that, um… I’ll get the p>
He grinned and told me to stay right there while he fetched his things. Moments later, he returned with a pair of handcuffs and a bottle of baby oil. “We’re going to play massage therapist porn. How does that sound?” he asked, his voice dripping with mischief.
“Um, like a checklist? We did the office bathroom porn already, and now this,” I replied, smiling back at him. But then I bit my lip as he began cuffing my wrists together, positioning them above my head.
“Porn, huh? Not a bad idea. I’ll search for more ideas for next time,” he said with a wink before licking my throat, sending shivers down my spine and making me crave more.
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He straddled my body and started dripping the oil onto my skin, his hands massaging my torso before moving down to my very obvious erection. But instead of giving me what I wanted, he shifted his attention to my thighs and then my calves. I was growing increasingly frustrated, my hardness pressing against the mattress, when he instructed me to flip onto my stomach.
The sensation intensified as his hands worked miracles on my back, moving down to my waist and then further still, massaging between my ass cheeks. More oil was applied, and I could feel myself getting harder, my dick grinding against the mattress, desperate for more than he was offering.
“Feeling better, Boss?” His voice was thick with seduction as he licked and kissed the side of my neck. His chest pressed against my back, his length sliding against my slick entrance. I moaned a strangled “yes,” and he chuckled, rubbing his erection between my butt cheeks.
My wrists were still bound, and I pushed myself back in frustration, silently begging for more.
“Do you want me to jerk you off?” he asked, his tone teasing.
“Yes,” I gasped.