Page 150 of My 3 Rockstar Bosses


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“Yes, Mr. Dawson,” I whispered. “Whatever you like.”

The big man smiled again, shifting slightly in his seat. And that’s when I saw it. Recent events had been so mindblowing that I hadn’t been able to see very well. My eyes were open but not much had registered.

But now, my senses were on high.

Because when he lifted the newspaper, it was there.

That giant club.

A huge, Godzilla-sized cock that stood upright and stiff, almost purple he was so aroused. A vein pulsed hotly on one side, trailing all the way from base to tip.

Oh god, oh god.

I stared, eyes wide, trembling in my pose.

Was that because of me?

Did he love having me like this? Seeing me like this? So much so, that his cock was leaking from that tiny hole, the glans purple and shiny?

Evidently so because Mr. Dawson followed my gaze.

“I hope you don’t mind,” he rumbled smoothly. “It got hot, so I let it out. He won’t bite.”

I could only nod breathlessly, eyes still mesmerized. While I’d been unzipping my dress, he must have unzipped his trousers. And now the result was here to see.

Because it was magnificent.

At least ten inches, throbbing and powerful, making my mouth water.

And the handsome billionaire knew exactly what I was thinking.

“You want a taste?” he asked, voice raspy. “You want a taste?”

Of course I wanted a taste! I mean, I didn’t. I mean, I did.

Bu

t the alpha didn’t wait for an answer. Because he reached over, broad fingertips taking another almond from my breasts and held it up to the head of his cock. And then one big hand slipped up and down that shaft, squeezing and milking it.

As if on cue, a white drop of cum beaded at the top. My mouth went dry. The pearl was luminescent, beckoning to me, and unbidden, my lips parted.

But Mr. Dawson had other plans. Because slowly and carefully, he dipped that almond into the bead of cum, coating it with man milk until it was shiny and wet. And then with a gleam to his eyes, he held the almond out to me on one flat palm.

“Come and get it, sweet thing,” he growled. “This is for you.”

And like a hungry dog, I leaned forward, eating the nut from his palm. Oh god, a burst of flavor splashed over my senses. The almond itself was the same as always, slightly bitter and nutty. But there was a new salty-sweet flavor, viscous and milky, making me swoon.

I crunched down slowly, eyes fluttering closed, savoring the cum-coated almond.

“Mmmm,” was my breathless moan. “Mmmm.”

And Mr. Dawson’s low chuckle startled me from my reverie.

“You’re gonna work out real good,” he rumbled, eyeing my curvy form lasciviously. “You’re gonna be one of our best hires for sure.”

I stared at him, still chewing a bit before swallowing with an audible gulp. Oh god, the almond had been delicious and suddenly, I wanted more. I wanted more of whatever he had planned, of whatever he wanted to do. So I nodded my head, our eyes connected by a trail of intense fire.

“Yes, Mr. Dawson,” came my dulcet murmur. “Yes, whatever you like.”

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