“You gonna fuck my tits?” she said in a breathy voice. “Gonna come on my face, boss?”
“I’m your ex-boss, and I’m going to fuck your tits, and then I’m going to make you come on my desk,” I growled.
Kissing her hard, I slid my cock, still wet from her mouth, between her huge tits.
Tess hummed in delight, pushing her tits up a little to create more of a tunnel for me. The crown of my cock peaked out of the top of her cleavage with every thrust. I loved her tits, and seeing my hard shaft disappearing in and out between them was indescribably hot.
For a second, I wondered if I should just come all over her face. A few spurts of precum speckled her chin and lower lip. Tess’s tongue peeped out for a taste. Then she smiled and winked.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to have this woman.
Pulling away, I picked her up around her waist and pushed her over the desk.
“I need your cock,” Tess whispered, spreading her legs for me.
I stroked her pussy, wet and hot, as I pulled on the condom.
I was aching, but I wanted her to know how much I desired her. I pressed my face to her pussy, making her moan, and I licked my tongue along her slit, loving how she shivered.
“Fuck me,” she whimpered.
Not wasting another minute, I grabbed her ass and entered her pussy in one smooth push. I pulled out and thrust into her again, satisfied as she gasped.
I set my stance then gave her every inch of my thick cock. Her pussy clenched around me as I fucked her. Her legs were practically off the floor, and her hands clenched at the edge of the desk as I fucked into her with complete abandon—chasing the orgasm that I had been denying too long.
Tess’s body writhed under me, and I reached around to grab one of her tits, pinching the nipple as she tipped over the edge with a moan.
I followed her moments later, spilling into her.
I pulled her off of the desk and cradled her to me. Tess’s chest heaved against me as she breathed.
“I love you,” I said.
“I love you too,” she replied, giving me one more kiss.
“Are you sure?” I asked. “I hurt you. I didn’t mean to, but I did.”
“How could I not forgive such a handsome face?” she cooed. “And such a very nice dick too!”
The groceries had arrivedwhen Tess and I walked arm in arm back into the open kitchen and living area.
“Who’s ready for some mashed potatoes?” she called.
As the potatoes roasted in the oven, my brothers and I helped chop up the onions, fry the bacon, grate the cheese, and prepare the rest of the excessive amount of toppings.
“Bacon is the best,” Tess said, stealing a piece of the crispy meat I had set out to drain and cool on a paper towel.
“You can’t eat the toppings,” I said and pinched her ass.
“It’s my mashed potato party, and I can eat what I want,” she teased, slapping my hip. “And I think I’m going to have you for dessert.”
“Beck bought a cake for dessert,” Annie said. “It’s Hello Kitty shaped.”
“It is?” Tess practically screamed. “Oh my god, I have to see.” She pulled the box out of the freezer and carefully undid the bow holding it together.
“I helped design it,” I told her.
She pulled the top off the box then bit back a laugh. “I can see you tried your best.”
