As if reading my thoughts, Chris’ gaze locks on mine, and he tips his head to summon me to his side.
On feet I can’t feel, I make my way down the hall, to stand at his side.
That’s when he pulls me into his arms and kisses me.
I don’t mean a simple hello kiss, either.
I meanhe grabs my ass, fucks my mouth with his tongue, and grinds against me with our cocks not six inches from the senator’s face.
Ha!
This allows me to get into it even more. Letherbe the one left out in the cold.
Then Christopher spins me in his arms, my back pressed against his chest, his right hand gently gripping the front of my throat and his left snaking under my T-shirt to play with mynipples.
“Look at me, girl.”
She lifts her head, her gaze sliding across mine before meeting his over my shoulder.
“When we’re safe behind closed doors,girl,” he says, “youwillgreet him properly. And when the two of you are alone together, while you might be his boss, he’s in charge ineveryother way. Believe me, hewillreport back to me if you don’t obey him.”
Anger, followed by desire,flares in her grey eyes. “Yes, Sir,” she says, her soft, compliant tone sounding nothing like the woman I now work for.
“Then get busy,” he orders, his grip on me tightening. “In fact, I think I want to watch you take a load from him right now, and show me before you swallow.” I feel his breath in my left ear. “Enjoy it, boy. You’ve earned it.” He nips my earlobe.
I watch, fascinated, as shereaches up, unfastens my shorts, and then the potential next president of the United States takes my cock in her hand and goes down on me.
Holy…fuuuuck.
I guess I let out a noise of some sort because Chris chuckles in my ear. “I know,right? She’s damn good. Tell her staff you need a private moment alone with her, then lock her door. They won’t interrupt.” He rubs his cheek against mine, ourafternoon stubble coarse against each other. “Youreallywant to get her back for being a bitch at work? Fuck her, fill her, and leave her hanging until later. She haaaates that.”
“O-okay.”
“I thought about giving her a safeword, like ‘pineapple’ or something, but I thought, you know what? No. She gets the same rules as you had—if it’s a work issue or a physical harm issue, she just says it.Otherwise, she doesn’t get a safeword for this with you.”
It’s difficult for me to listen to him when I’mreallyfucking turned on right now.”
“You can put your hands on her head, Kev,” he says. “You weresucha good boy for me the past two weeks. That was a test. I wanted to see how you’d do. I’m soproudof you for how you didn’t rip into me for taking sloppy seconds. From now on, baby,youget to play with her, too. You don’t need my permission, either. Unless I’ve specifically told you no ahead of time, assume you have permissions with her.”
My fingers thread through her hair, fisting it, making her moan.
Not exactly a bad moan, either.
He kisses my cheek. “Fuck her throat, Kev,” he hoarsely says. “Useher. Be my good boy and stake your claim on the girl.”
What can I say? I’mSir’s good boy. I relentlessly drill my cock deep into her mouth as Chris eggs me on.
From the needy way she’s moaning, it’s not like she’s not enjoying it, obviously.
From the hard cock now pressed against my ass, I can tell Chrisdamnsure enjoys watching us together.
From the way my balls are throbbing with a deep and rapidly building ache, I knowI’mdamn sure enjoying it.
You have tounderstand something—none of this is “easy” for me. It’s the product of twenty-plus years of fantasies and regret and memories of one very hot week that I could never eradicate from my heart, as well as the realization I took the wrong path in my life. I didn’t “just” jump into this with Chris—Ifinallygot to take off an uncomfortable meat-suit that never served me well, put on one that fitsme perfectly, and it’s with more than a measure of relief I can live like this.
Sloppy seconds or not.
“Are you close, baby?” he whispers in my ear. “Tell me when you’re coming.” He’s grinding against my ass almost as hard as I’m face-fucking her. “Normally, when it’s only you and her, you can make her swallow, if you want. Unless you like her showing you before she does. Totally up to you.Whatever makes you hottest.”
