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The rumble of satisfaction that rolls up my body from my boss is almost as amazing as the soft swipe of his tongue that follows.
I close my eyes and ride the wild wave, stunned that he’s made me have yet another orgasm.
The next thing I feel is his thighs against the inside of my legs. Then his warm weight on top of me. His lips brush mine, and he smells like me, tastes like me, and my head spins as I blink my eyes open.
“Rufus…”
He smiles at me softly. “Ready, my love?”
My heart slams against my rib cage. “I don’t know.”
“I’ve got you.” He tilts my hips up and slowly drags his cock between my folds, rubbing against my clit. Long, slow grinds. “Ah, you feel so good. Need to be inside you.”
“Yes…”
“No.” He growls as he thrusts forward, snapping his cock up onto my belly again. “Only when you need it. Only when you can’t go another moment without—”
“That moment is now.” I catch his face in my hands. “Please.” I smile shyly. “Please, Mister.”
He braces himself again and reaches between us. I hold my breath as he fists his cock, bringing it between my thighs, straight on this time.
And then I feel the hard, hot press of his tip at my entrance, and I can’t hold my breath any longer. I exhale, shaking, reaching for him, and it hurts a little, yes, but then it feels so good, I feel sofullas he pushes into me. I don’t feel myself cry, but his lips touch my cheek and I feel that my face is wet.
I don’t care.
He’s inside me.
“Yes, Rufus,” I breathe just before his mouth finds mine. His kiss is a balm as he starts to move, a raw slide of skin against tender, never-touched-before skin.
It’s so intimate I want to cry all over again.
He kisses me over and over again until I’m moving with him, and then he hovers just above my lips, his kiss at the ready whenever I need it.
“Touch yourself,” he murmurs. “Show me how you like to come. Show me what feels good.”
“This does,” I promise. “You do.”
But I reach for my clit, anyway.
He bows his head, watching between our bodies. His breath brushes against my cheek, hot pants that feel electric. “Fuck, look at you. You’re gorgeous. Taking my cock so well.”
I whine and whimper and rock against him, my clit straining against my fingertips. “I’m so close.”
“Good. Come on my cock. Come with me.”
The rough promise that he’s going to come, too, sends me flying.
“Ah, that’s it, Clover,” he growls. “Oh fuck, yes, squeeze my cock. Milk my seed, baby. I’m going to come for you. That’s it, that’s—”
With a strangled yell, he reaches between us, nudging my relaxed hand out of the way before fisting the base of his cock and pulling himself out of my still clutching pussy. Hot spurts of his release paint my thighs, my mound, and then my belly as he catches his breath above me.
I stare at the mess pooling on my stomach.
“Sorry,” he says, his voice back to Mr. Newton Smith-levels of careful. “We didn’t talk about…”
“It’s… That…” It’s so much. I reach for it, then stop myself.
He shifts to stretch out beside me and catches my wrist, bringing my fingers to his seed. “You teased this out of me, you naughty girl.”
