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“Maybe?” She reached down and gripped his cock. “What do I have to do to convince you?”
He cupped her breasts and thumbed her nipples in that hard, almost brusque manner she’d come to crave. “I’m not that kind of boss.”
She started to explain herself and then decided to have some fun. “Sure about that? You like young girls, obviously.” She moved her shoulders, bouncing her breasts. “I cansosee you taking advantage of a poor innocent employee like myself who only wants to get ahead. I mean, just because I asked for extra overtime doesn’t mean I expected allthis.”
His face hardened and his fingers stroked her breasts roughly enough to bruise. For a moment, she thought she’d gone too far. Fear skated up her spine but she didn’t back down when his hot gaze clashed with hers.
“You’re not innocent.” Spencer’s voice sounded darker, more dangerous. “And you’re not a young girl.”
“Younger than you. How old are you anyway?” She scraped her nails over his erection. Clearly he was enjoying this conversation as much as she was. “Forty? Forty-five?”
“You know exactly how old I am. And if you don’t, it didn’t stop you from wanting me. I saw your list, remember?”
Playing with him was addictive. She never knew what angle he’d come at her next. “True, on both counts. But there were nine other guys on that list, which means you aren’t the only man I’ve had my eye on. So if you think taking me to sex clubs and offering me favors will influence me to do your bidding—”
“I didn’t take you to Kink. You took yourself. And what favors have I offered you?”
“None yet.” She licked her lips as she slid her palms up his chest. “Maybe I haven’t made it clear enough how eager and willing I am to get ahead.”
“You think I’m that easily influenced?”
She smiled, intrigued and excited by the intensity of his expression. He was good at this playacting thing. “Believe me, easy will have nothing to do with it, boss.” She raised her hips, shifting so her wetness brushed his cock. His forehead creased as if he was holding himself back, trying to resist taking what she yearned to give. “Fuck me, Spencer.”
He grabbed a condom from the depleted supply on the nightstand and ripped open the foil. Before she could blink, he’d rolled on the latex and the head of his cock nudged her entrance. But he didn’t slide all the way inside. He inched in and out, tormenting her with shallow thrusts. Her pussy dripped, slickening his movements. She heard her own gasps as if she’d drifted outside her body to watch him decimate her, noting her own quick acquiescence when he shook off her greedy hands.
“Put them behind your head,” he said as she reached for him yet again.
Already panting, she obeyed his wishes. Anything to get him to give her what she needed. She laced her fingers behind her neck, clamping down when he chose that moment to lever her hips upward and plunge. This was the Spencer she was coming to know, the one who drove into her hard and fast and counted on her to keep up if she didn’t want to be left behind.
She tightened her legs around his waist as he drove her into the mattress with his violent plunges. He didn’t give her clit or her breasts any attention, leaving both areas exposed and throbbing. She wanted his fingers on her, relieving the ache, but he wouldn’t offer that much. Her pleasure was under his control, just the way he liked it.
Kelly squeezed her inner muscles as he pumped into her again, making him bite off an oath. His chest expanded with the force of his breaths. Rotating her hips, she kept up the pressure, clenching around him until a vein pulsed under his jaw, a visible warning of the effect her teasing had caused.
She dug welts on her own neck as she drew him so deep they cried out in unison. He started moving faster, his shoulders bunched from the effort of holding her still.
Gone was the methodical man who’d planned to fuck her the way he wanted without her having any say in the matter. In his place was the man she yearned for, the uninhibited, wild Spencer she only ever saw during sex.
AndthatSpencer she would have.
The air thickened, steaming between them as their damp bodies slapped against each other in a race to the finish. She bore down each time he tried to withdraw his cock, tearing groan after groan from him, but he wasn’t about to give in without making her pay. He changed the angle of the strokes, battering her pussy until even whimpering was beyond her. Her only salvation was that eventually he needed to catch his breath.
“You’re going to come first,” she panted.
Denial flared in his eyes. He looked like a valiant warrior—resolute, determined to be victorious in the battle royale of the ultimate orgasm. Coming first was both a win and a loss, and he wouldn’t go down easily.
So she would have to battle hard. And dirty.
He wrapped his hand around the base of his cock as he slid home again and again, his length filling her completely. The friction almost felt too good, because how was she supposed to make him come first if her body wouldn’t listen?
She moaned, caught between ecstasy and frustration. Dammit. She wanted to watch him come but she was so close. She arched and accepted him to the hilt, clasping him so hard she thought her back would break.
His hips jerked, his rapid puffs of breath the only sign he’d reached the peak. God, she loved watching him go over.
Long jets of his cum pulsed into the condom, triggering more waves inside her pussy. Her skin flashed hot and she gasped as his uneven thrusts ground against her clit.
Just a little more…
Mindlessly she followed him, riding the crest of delirious pleasure saturating her body. In the midst of it, he grabbed her hair and crushed his lips onto hers, stealing both her moans and her breath.
