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“You let me know if you think they’re being a little too good to you,” he said, in a low gruff voice and I felt my breath catching in my throat. I knew exactly what he was talking about. He was talking about the things that I wanted him to do to me. I could feel my fingers trembling under the counter. One week of fantasizing about him. One week of touching myself and thinking about his rough fingers on my pussy. I could feel my skin sizzling.
“Ava, oh hey, Commando,” Big D had emerged from the storage room. Commando slid himself back into a respectable distance from me and tipped his head at Big D.
“There’s a new shipment of beer in the back, you can go ahead and unload them into the fridge,” Big D said, taking over for me at the cash register. I tried to hurriedly gather myself. Being that close to Commando
had an unnerving effect on me and I needed to shake it off quickly.
“Sure,” I said.
“I’ll help you,” Commando was quick to say and thankfully, it looked like Big D hadn’t suspected anything.
My senses completely aware and my fingers still trembling with anticipation, I turned and walked to the back. Commando was behind me and I could feel his presence.
“You shouldn’t be afraid to ask for help. Those shipments can be heavy,” I heard him say. Crates of beer had been stacked near the walk-in fridge and I walked towards it now, bending down to pick one up.
“I can handle it,” I said, and Commando bent down to pick one up as well.
“You look delicate enough to snap,” he said, just as I lifted a crate. It was heavy all right, but I could still lift it and his eyebrows arched with surprise.
“I’m impressed. What else can you do that I don’t know about?” he said, following me into the fridge. In his arms, the crate which I was struggling to walk with; seemed like a feather. His biceps were taut, but only a little bit. He could have carried at least three of them together if he wanted to.
I pushed open the fridge door, turning to him to smile and he followed me in. It was a small square shaped room, chilly because of the low temperature and with a dim fluorescent blue bulb hanging from the ceiling.
I placed the crate on the floor, and then I heard the door closing behind me. I turned and found Commando standing right behind me. I crashed into him and gasped with surprise. Our bodies had collided, and in the next instance, he was walking into me, guiding me backwards till my back pressed against the cool wall of the fridge.
Commando towered over me, his face bent low and even in the dark, I could tell that he was looking deep into my eyes. I’d wanted to be alone with him for so long and now this was actually happening.
“I have a feeling you’re going to like this,” I heard him say, just as he lowered his face and our lips met in a sizzle. I felt his tongue slide over my lips, before he forcefully parted my mouth and slipped his tongue in. I gasped again, reaching for his muscular shoulders and just as I wrapped my arms around his neck, he lifted me up.
He had perched me on top of a short tower of crates, his tongue exploring my mouth the whole time. My legs parted instinctually and he wedged himself between them. His tongue inside my mouth, arching and reaching…I angled my face to accommodate him, trying to kiss him back but he was in control. He was the one who was going to decide what would happen next.
I tried to press my body to him, and his hand rose from my waist, lightly rolling up my t-shirt and then cupping my left breast. I moaned into his mouth and he kissed me even more furiously.
I could feel his cock throbbing against my wet pussy now. We were separated by clothes, but I knew he could tell just how much I wanted him. I was ready for him.
Commando pulled his mouth away from me, and I saw that he was smiling, while I was breathless.
“So sweet, so shy,” he said in a low guttural voice and I arched my back, thrusting my breasts towards him. I wanted more. Just the kiss wasn’t going to be enough.
His hand that was cupping my breast moved over my belly now, going lower till he touched my wet panties under my skirt.
I bit down on my lip and closed my eyes. His fingers had started stroking my pussy through my panties and I could feel my juices dribbling out of me. Commando’s fingers were thick and rough and he wasn’t being gentle with me. Just like me, he too had tried to hold back for one week, but it was impossible now. I had to have a part of him inside me.
“Let’s see how tight that pussy is,” he said, bringing his face closer to mine and I moaned again. He tugged my panties aside with his thumb and even though I had braced myself for what was coming, I hadn’t anticipated the thrust. Two fingers, quickly and expertly used. He pushed his fingers into me and I could hear myself cry. My legs were stretched open around him and he was sliding his fingers in and out of me. My juices helped him, invited him in, signaling to him that I wanted more.
“Tight. Just like I thought,” he said and his thumb found my clit.
I could feel my senses reeling. I reached for my breasts and squeezed them. The only thing that would satisfy me now would be his cock inside me. Commando was glaring at my face, with narrowed eyes, watching as he brought my body closer and closer to the brink.
His thumb rubbed my clit while his fingers pounded my pussy, in and out, mingled with my low moans. I was close to begging him to do it with his cock, but I had a feeling that he wouldn’t want to be told what to do.
“Come for me, princess,” I heard him say, and that was all I needed. His permission. My body jolted and I could feel my juices slip out of me and on his fingers. Commando didn’t stop plowing into me, his fingers reaching me deep inside and sliding out, the friction making my folds quiver with pleasure. My clit was engorged and throbbing and he knew exactly how to make my orgasm last longer than ever before.
It felt like an outer body experience, like my soul was souring. I couldn’t believe how good this had felt, and I hadn’t even touched his cock yet. When my breathing began to subside, my eyes started to adjust in the dark again. Commando was grinning. He was pleased with his result. He had made it look easy and natural, even though I’d never slept with a guy who could bang me like this. Just with his fingers.
The sound of his cellphone beeping, suddenly filled the small confines of the fridge and Commando abruptly stepped away from me. His brows crossed immediately and he pulled his phone out. The white light of the screen illuminated his face and I felt an ache in the pit of my stomach.
Sense was returning to my system. I had just had an orgasm. With someone I wasn’t supposed to sleep with. Could I lose my job over this? Would he brag about it to Big D or Elwood? My heart was racing. I couldn’t lose this job. I needed the money.
