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mutual.
“You’re coming home with me,” he says, and there is no question in his voice.
No question at all.
12
Claire
W illiam’s condo is exactly what I would have expected, except ten times more of that. A sprawling penthouse filled with slick black leather furniture, lots of gleaming chrome, and a view of the skyline that takes your breath away.
I don’t have any time to admire it though because William has me shoved up against the wall of the entryway. His mouth is on me like an oxygen mask, like he wants to own every part of me, even my breath, my breathing.
His passion is inexhaustible and contagious. I find myself kissing him back just as feverishly, wanting to devour and be devoured. Every doubt I’ve had about this relationship has dissipated, because in that moment, I want nothing more than to get well and truly fucked by my boss.
His hands are skimming all over my body, sending sparks up in their wake and lighting my skin on fire. I lift one leg and wrap it around him, pulling him closer to me, feeling his erection pressing up against me through his pants. I reach my hand down between us so I can stroke him, and he groans into my mouth.
“I have to have you,” he says gruffly. “Now. Later I’ll take my time, but right now I need this.”
I nod my permission and he reaches down and undoes his pants, unleashing a thick hard cock. He shifts my leg and then leans into me.
I gasp as I feel him at my entrance. My body is aching for him, filled with a kind of wanton need that absolutely terrifies me. I look at William and see that same need mirrored across his face. His eyes are partially closed and his breathing is quick and shallow. The question is written on his face.
“Yes,” I tell him. “Yes.”
We both gasp as he slams into me. It’s like my words unleashed a freight train. He pounds into me again and again, slamming my back up against the wall. He hitches my leg up so he can get even deeper, and I cry out at the sheer unbridled pleasure of having him, finally, inside me.
William leans in and kisses my neck as he fucks me. Every time he thrusts he smashes up against my clit, sending shockwaves coursing through my body. Soon my whole body is tensing and I cling to him. I squeeze my body around him, wrapping my knee around his hips to pull him closer to me, tightening my pussy around his dick so that he’ll feel me more. He groans again and his thrusts get harder, more punishing.
My core tightens, and then it’s happening, the orgasm ripping through me like a tsunami, pulling me down into the deep dark ocean, drowning me. My arms and legs turn to jelly and I cling to him, trying to stay afloat.
I feel him tighten, tense. His cock jerks inside me and with one last thrust, he groans as he explodes inside of me.
We stay there like that for a minute, both trying to remember how to breathe, clearing the water from our lungs. When he slowly slides out of me, it feels like loss. I feel empty without his warmth.
William must see something in my face because he smiles wickedly.
“Just give me a couple of minutes,” he says devilishly. “There’s much — much — more where that came from.”
We make a pitstop in the kitchen, where William opens a bottle of red wine and pours us each glasses. Then he takes my hand and leads me into the bedroom.
The first thing I notice is the enormous king size bed. A flawless white duvet, and crisp white sheets that look like they have a thread count of a billion or so.
“Women must love this,” I say.
“My cleaning lady says it’s a pain in the ass.” He shrugs. “She’s about the only woman who’s been in here lately.”
“I find that hard to believe.” I say it jokingly, but of course I’m trying to dig.
“Believe what you want,” he says. “Not that many women make it this far.”
“Wow, I must be pretty special then.” I say it flippantly but inside a tiny thrill is running through me.
William looks at me seriously. “You
“You’re coming home with me,” he says, and there is no question in his voice.
No question at all.
12
Claire
W illiam’s condo is exactly what I would have expected, except ten times more of that. A sprawling penthouse filled with slick black leather furniture, lots of gleaming chrome, and a view of the skyline that takes your breath away.
I don’t have any time to admire it though because William has me shoved up against the wall of the entryway. His mouth is on me like an oxygen mask, like he wants to own every part of me, even my breath, my breathing.
His passion is inexhaustible and contagious. I find myself kissing him back just as feverishly, wanting to devour and be devoured. Every doubt I’ve had about this relationship has dissipated, because in that moment, I want nothing more than to get well and truly fucked by my boss.
His hands are skimming all over my body, sending sparks up in their wake and lighting my skin on fire. I lift one leg and wrap it around him, pulling him closer to me, feeling his erection pressing up against me through his pants. I reach my hand down between us so I can stroke him, and he groans into my mouth.
“I have to have you,” he says gruffly. “Now. Later I’ll take my time, but right now I need this.”
I nod my permission and he reaches down and undoes his pants, unleashing a thick hard cock. He shifts my leg and then leans into me.
I gasp as I feel him at my entrance. My body is aching for him, filled with a kind of wanton need that absolutely terrifies me. I look at William and see that same need mirrored across his face. His eyes are partially closed and his breathing is quick and shallow. The question is written on his face.
“Yes,” I tell him. “Yes.”
We both gasp as he slams into me. It’s like my words unleashed a freight train. He pounds into me again and again, slamming my back up against the wall. He hitches my leg up so he can get even deeper, and I cry out at the sheer unbridled pleasure of having him, finally, inside me.
William leans in and kisses my neck as he fucks me. Every time he thrusts he smashes up against my clit, sending shockwaves coursing through my body. Soon my whole body is tensing and I cling to him. I squeeze my body around him, wrapping my knee around his hips to pull him closer to me, tightening my pussy around his dick so that he’ll feel me more. He groans again and his thrusts get harder, more punishing.
My core tightens, and then it’s happening, the orgasm ripping through me like a tsunami, pulling me down into the deep dark ocean, drowning me. My arms and legs turn to jelly and I cling to him, trying to stay afloat.
I feel him tighten, tense. His cock jerks inside me and with one last thrust, he groans as he explodes inside of me.
We stay there like that for a minute, both trying to remember how to breathe, clearing the water from our lungs. When he slowly slides out of me, it feels like loss. I feel empty without his warmth.
William must see something in my face because he smiles wickedly.
“Just give me a couple of minutes,” he says devilishly. “There’s much — much — more where that came from.”
We make a pitstop in the kitchen, where William opens a bottle of red wine and pours us each glasses. Then he takes my hand and leads me into the bedroom.
The first thing I notice is the enormous king size bed. A flawless white duvet, and crisp white sheets that look like they have a thread count of a billion or so.
“Women must love this,” I say.
“My cleaning lady says it’s a pain in the ass.” He shrugs. “She’s about the only woman who’s been in here lately.”
“I find that hard to believe.” I say it jokingly, but of course I’m trying to dig.
“Believe what you want,” he says. “Not that many women make it this far.”
“Wow, I must be pretty special then.” I say it flippantly but inside a tiny thrill is running through me.
William looks at me seriously. “You
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