“What?” he said, nudging his cock until it slid through my lips.
“Fuck me,” I groaned.
He pushed his cock into me, making me gasp. I knew he looked big, and how big he felt against the back of my throat, but I let out a little scream at the way his girth stretched me out with each delicious inch. When he was deep inside me, he reached his hand around to my lower stomach. Running his fingers down,he stopped when they met my clit, circling it slowly as he pushed just a little further into me. I squirmed against him, pushing my ass back further to feel every last millimeter of him.
“You want more?” he asked, his fingers picking up speed as he circled my clit.
“Yes,” I whispered desperately.
He reached up with his free hand, pulling the hair at the nape of my neck until my face was next to his. He grazed his teeth against my jawline, his hand continuing to fill my body with waves of pleasure. I let out a little whimper as the roughness of his five-o-clock shadow and the callous of his palm against my lower stomach sent a thrill through to my very core.
As if seeing how close I was to an orgasm already, he released my hair and grabbed my hips once again. He pulled out of me quickly, just before pushing back into me. He moved faster, each thrust more forceful, more out of control. He was losing himself to me, just as I was to him. The sound of our bodies slapping together echoed in the entryway.
I could feel the crash coming, as I tensed around him.
“That’s it, baby,” he grunted loudly as he continued to pound into me.
I let out a loud, breathless moan as my insides shattered and pooled back together like molten lava. I felt a trill of pleasurefrom my toes that curled against the cool, hardwood floor, up to the smallest hairs of my head.
I screamed as my climax bore through me, making my entire body shudder.
“Fuck!” he yelled as he thrust into me, filling me with. Each pulse of his cock sent another wave through me as he emptied into me. His thrusts became slower, until he laid his chest on my back with his cock still twitching and buried inside me. After a few moments, he pulled out of me and took a step back. I turned to face him, my back on the pillar, trying to catch my breath.
I looked him up and down, my entire body satisfied, yet begging for more of this man. I wasn’t sure how my body could take any more, but a deep hunger was growing in me. My eyes stalled on his cock, dripping with cum. I smiled slightly as I stepped toward him, getting to my knees. He raised his brows in surprise as he looked down at me. I took him in my mouth and licked him clean, savoring the taste of our combined lust.
“Jesus,” he whispered. “You’re insatiable.”
I licked my lips and smiled.
“Where will you fuck me next?” I asked, staring up at him as my hands gripped his thighs.
He grinned down at me, a mischievous look in his eyes. His glistening cock twitched just inches from my face before hepulled me to my feet and guided me to the couch. I knew we were just getting started.
When I woke up hours later, we were no longer in the living room, but in bed. The cool linen sheets deliciously draped over my naked body. My head was on Chester’s bare chest, listening to his steady breathing as he slept next to me. I smiled to myself as I reveled in just how exhausted and sore my body was. It was the good kind of pain. The kind that reminds you just how out of this world the sex was.
My eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room, until they landed on the alarm clock on his nightstand. It was almost 6:30 a.m.
Shit.
I had to get to work, although I was pretty sure the CEO would let it slide if I was a little late. He had been the one who had kept me up most of the night. Still, I wanted to keep it professional. Whatever this thing that happened with Chester was, I didn’t want to risk losing my job over it with my other boss, Mike.
I untangled my legs from Chester’s body and peeled the sheets off my body, careful to tuck them back around him. I blindly searched his room for my clothes, but remembered they were strewn across his entryway. I tip-toed across the hardwood floor and closed his bedroom door behind me with a soft click. I let out the breath I had been holding and walked down the long hallway toward the front door, which was also the elevator.
My clothes were thrown next to the gold double doors of the elevator. I couldn’t help but laugh to myself at how we were absolutely insatiable, frantically grabbing at each other in a fit of passion. I quickly dressed and pressed the button for the elevator that opened almost instantly. I stepped inside and began my descent down to the lobby where I had already requested a rideshare from my phone.
I walked through the large lobby with my head down, feeling somewhat mortified that I was making the walk of shame. Thankfully, it was early enough that there weren’t many residents about. Out on the curb, the car I had requested waited, and I hurriedly got inside without looking back. I felt bad for sneaking out the way I did, but I didn’t want the reality of the morning and the booze out of our system to make for an awkward wake-up with Chester.
At home, I had just enough time to shower the smell of sandalwood and sweat from my body and hair. My skin was still damp as I slid on a black sheath dress and twisted my wet hair into a low bun. There was only enough time for a swipe of lip gloss before I was back downstairs and in a cab to work. Usually, I would walk, but there was no time today.
On the ride to work, my phone was peppered with notification bells from texts from Sadie. She wanted to know where I had disappeared to and if it was with the handsome stranger from the bar. I texted her back to let her know I was okay, and that I would fill her in on all the details later. Maybe. I still was wrapping my head around how I had slept with my boss. Not once. Not twice. But more than a handful of times.
I arrived to work right at 8 a.m. I tapped my foot impatiently as the elevator rose several stories to the accounting floor. Finally, the doors opened and I strode to my desk, very aware that Sarah’s eyes were on me and full of questions based on the smile on her face. I set my purse down and logged into my computer, pretending I didn’t notice the smirk she was giving me. Mike was talking with a few of the other accountants at the back of the office, but hadn’t noticed me slip in.
“Wild night?” asked Sarah who had appeared at my desk and was now perched on it.
“I guess so.” I shrugged, hoping my red cheeks wouldn’t give me away.
“You’re missing an earring,” she whispered with a giggle.
