I double my efforts, moving faster and harder, but he stops me, pulling me away.
“What’s wrong, Mr. Prosper?” I ask innocuously.
“You’ve been a very bad girl, Ms. Green.” He takes his cock and starts jerking up and down its length.
“And what are you going to do about it?”
“Grab your tits.”
I obey, gathering my breasts and pressing them together. A moment later, he brings the tip to my cleavage and explodes.
That he would do something so base is shocking, but I can’t say I’m at all turned off by it, and once the last drop of his cum is released, I can’t help but rub his sticky seed into my flesh.
“Holy hell, Penny,” Greyson growls. “If you keep on going like that, I’m going to have to bend you over my desk.”
I take two fingers, dip them in his cum, and make a show of licking it off.
He forces himself to look away as he tucks his cock back in his pants.
I get up from my knees and ask, “Do you have something I can clean up with?”
He opens the drawer to his desk, pauses, then slams it shut and comes back around his desk.
“You are going to wear my seed all day, Ms. Green,” he says, pulling my sports bra over my breasts.
“But that’s filthy, Mr. Prosper.”
He buttons my flannel shirt back up, opens the door, and gestures for me to leave.
“One more thing,” he says as I head from the barn.
“Yeah?”
“Next Wednesday, there’s a family dinner you’re expected to be at.”
“I don’t know?—”
“You don’t have a choice, Ms. Green.”
6
GREYSON
There isnothing I love more than fucking Penny Green.
And it’s safe to say that she enjoys it too.
Every morning, I try to let her sleep in, but seeing her naked beside me, I can’t help myself, and things get carried away.
I’ve taken to calling her into my office for no reason other than to role-play because something about hearing the words, “Mr. Prosper,” coming out of her pretty lips makes my dick as hard as it’s ever been.
And every damn night when I come home, she’s waiting for me, eager to be filled and used however I like.
But as much as I enjoy her body, she never lets me into her heart. Every time I try to talk about our future together, she mentions the blonde bimbos I used to consort with in the past, insisting I wouldn’t want to give them up when the truth is, she’s the only woman I’ll ever get hard for again.
Hopefully, tonight’s dinner will show her how serious I am about us.
“I don’t like the way this fits,” Penny huffs as she looks down at the crimson dress I ordered. “It’s too snug around my belly, and my boobs look enormous.”
