“I understand.” I kiss her cheek, my hands splaying out on her back. “But you’re safe here, Gigi, no man is touching you.”
I hear her breath catch just before her mouth finds mine.
The kiss is a simple press of her lips, but it sets me on fire. It’s the kiss of the woman begging me to keep my promises.
I already know what Gigi would give me in return. Everything.
I stand, lifting her with me and carry her to the bedroom, kissing her several times as I enter the dark room.
My balls are on fire, my cock so ready to be buried deep inside her.
I hope Gigi’s ready for the kind of boyfriend I am going to be. Possessive and demanding.
Then again, having been my assistant, she knows.
I lay her down on the bed, rising up. I don’t intend for either of us to be wearing any clothes this time.
I want to feel her skin and so I shed my clothes in record time, even as she lifts up on her knees, taking off her shirt and then lays back down to wiggle out of her leggings.
The show of her breasts giggling while she tugs at her clothing has my cock leaking cum. With a knee on the bed, I grab her hand, pulling her toward me. “I want my cum on your lips.”
Her large brown eyes meet mine, as she sits on the bed with her legs folded. She leans forward, placing a soft kiss on the tip.
I grab my shaft, moving my cock to paint her lips with my seed. Then I wrap my hand around the back of her neck, applying pressure.
She complies, her pillowy lips opening, as she slides them around my thickness, her tongue dancing over the swollen head.
My fingers tighten in her hair, as the chords of my neck pop out. Her mouth is like heaven, I’m leaking more cum as my teeth grit together. “Fuck, Gigi, that feels so good.”
She sinks all the way down until she’s got my full length in her hollowed-out mouth. I see her gag and I ease my grip, letting her slide back off. I come out of her mouth with a soft pop. Without missing a beat, I push her back, climbing up her body and thrusting inside her.
She arches into me, her legs open for me, even as her lips find mine. This is what I love about Gigi, she isn’t pretending. Her body gives to mine without any reservation whatsoever.
I kiss her back, opening her lips, and thrusting my tongue against hers even as I pull out of her and push back in.
I’ve got no patience tonight. This day has worn me thin, and Gigi feels like a balm that I didn’t even know I needed.
I ramp up the pace, my hips pistoning into her as she meets me thrust for thrust, arms tight around me, her mouth against mine.
I feel her body tighten as I swallow down her cries of pleasure. I want them too. I want all of Gigi, every bit.
She must feel my need, the demand I’m making of her, because she digs her fingernails into my back, her high-pitched cry filling my mouth as her sweet pussy grips my cock so tight, I think I might break wide open when I cum.
But I force myself to hold back. I’ve got a lot more fucking to do and I’m not blowing the load yet.
I let her ride it down, her body going limp under mine. “Lock your legs around my waist, baby,” I growl against her lips before I lift her off the bed. She’s languid in my arms, kissing my neck, but her legs around me is enough to keep me buried inside her.
I carry her to the corner of the room, her back hitting the wall next to a window as I bend my knees so that I can thrust up into her.
“Pump for me, baby,” I growl into her ear. She tightens her legs, coming higher off my cock, before she relaxes them again, sinking down on me.
Fuck, it feels good, I’m in so deep, drowning in the silk of her pussy.
“I love how fucking soft you are,” I say as I lift her hips and slam her back down on my cock. “Your pussy makes me crazy.”
She gasps in my ear, her fingers digging into my hair.
I try to slow myself down. I want this to last, and I don’t want to hurt her either. But I have this feral need to mark her as mine.
