
Boss In The Sheets
Naiomie Chaster · Ongoing · 53.2k Words
Introduction
Chapter 1
His hands on my lower waist, trying to adjust my core so that he had better control, he spread my legs and leaned to kiss me, this time he went for a steamy kiss, his tongue visiting every corner of my mouth while his hand moved very lightly and smoothly from my belly to my breast that he cupped, squeezes it, then starts giving me shivers when he playfully rubs my nipple.
With one hand this man can make me visit outer space and bring me back using the other one.
His other hand went for my skirt, he lifts it, making sure my thigh senses his huge hand, to which my thong didn’t seem to be a barrier to give my whole body an electric shock, he went with two fingers from the back to the front of my pussy until I started moaning only then he slides his hand under my underwear to feel how wet I was.
At that exact moment, the intensity of our kiss rose, and his hand went for my neck, leaving my boob hungry for his touch, but every inch of me is greedy at this moment.
His hand in my hair is probably where I wanted it but the moment he slid to the front to have my head in control and stay still wherever his tongue push me, little did he know that I loved his hand on my throat kind of choking me, a passionate kiss, with little waves of pleasure from the hand he has on my clit and an edge of roughness with the other on my neck.
He's taking my breath away, literally.
Right there and then, he got all my body senses confused. He slowly pushed two of his fingers inside me while his thumb messed with my clit, pleasure traveling all over my body at that moment he stops, and moves a foot aback eyeing me head to toe.
My eyes barely open, my lungs gasping for air and my legs spread, I’m still clothed but it's just a skit, that hides nothing.
I'm all exposed and vulnerable in his presence along with my nakedness, I'm at his mercy now, to let me off my misery and join me in my exposed state or keep the upper hand, and actually, I prefer the inner hand if you ask me.
He murmured something I didn’t catch, my mind has shut down for now, it's out of service, my body is serving him now.
" What!?” I asked confusedly. He looked at me with a gaze ready to devour me in one bite, ” you’re so hot goddamn” he said while smirking and leaning closer to me. Then he tried to remove my underwear. The only thing that hides my untouched cave, my virgin lands, his hands are the first to be here, his hands the ones other than mine who made me taste pleasure.
He moved a step back again he murmured something but this time I could read his lips It said perfect but I couldn't care less cause I was blessed with a view that made everything matter less, he took off his shirt and then locked his eyes with mine I could feel the tension spreading all over the room shaking everything in it, or it's me who's shaking at his sight, shaking of desire.
I lift myself from the bed and reach to his belt then his pants keeping our eyes locked, I can feel how hungry he was and the slower I move to harder it is for him, I cupped his package and Oh my god he’s packing; I removed his pants and underwear and his erected cock pops out like if it was in a surprise box.
I looked at it with admiration.
Unconsciously bit my bottom lip and then looked back at his eyes, "Do you want to do it?" He asked.
I kiss the tip, "I hope this is enough as an answer " winking, then sucking it a few times before my tongue gets involved, hearing his groaning made me want to give him more, I pushed more inches in my mouth, my tongue going everywhere while sucking.
"Would you please be a bit rough with it... the sucking," he said, pleading gasping for air. When I did as he requested, the groaning kept rising then I stopped and gave his balls a lick and sucked them carefully, at that instant he moaned, I went back to the penis kissed the root, gave it a lick till I reached the tip, and started sucking again rough as he liked it. Apparently, we have that in common.
Once I felt his pre-cum I stopped, I wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine he seemed to like it because he chuckled when I looked at him, he kneeled in front of me and kissed me feeling the desire in his tongue.
He picked me up from the bed hand on my bare butt covered by my skirt and my arms around his neck for support and so that I can control the kiss, he put me on the desk, slid both hands on my thighs, stopped kissing me, then stripped down my thigh high stockings and started to shower my thighs with kisses, licks from my knee reaching my inner thigh.
My wet cunt was waiting for a while now, he sips my wetness like it’s a Slurpee licks me from the vagina to the clit, and sucks my clit a few times giving me all kinds of feelings.
Then he started showing his real skills when his tongue went inside me whenever he moved it someway I felt electricity everywhere, he then went again to clit giving it a few licks, and started sucking again when he pushed two of his fingers inside me discovering the virgin areas of my vagina, this made the rubber I had in hand break into two.
I couldn’t handle the pleasure, I looked down his hair seemed to be the best place for my hands to discover, he then looked at me, and Oh my god his eyes made the pleasure double, my breath started to shorten; when he saw me at that state he stopped. Teasing is his forte.
He gives my clit a kiss and then slides his finger out and through my wetness to reach my clit and pushes it like a button and then rubs it in a circle twice and takes it directly to his mouth and licks his fingers. It seems he didn’t want to waste my wetness.
He looked at me with a smirk, I smiled back and he said with a chuckle ” Are you ready for the real show ?”
The real show? He can’t be serious, This man is going to make my brain shut down or addicted and none of them are in my favor, Sir I don’t even know how you could read my body like there were instructions on every inch, How come you know my body too well, not that I’m complaining, but it feels like his body fits every inch of mine.
My brain stopped thinking when he got closer to me penetrating my vagina with his cock slowly and carefully, he kept his eyes on my face, trying to read it.
The speed he chooses is perfect, I can feel the pleasure mixed with pain, but I can endure the latter.
When it hurt more than it pleased me I shouted "Stop" He immediately took it out and took a few steps backward.
"I'm so sorry, Did I hurt you" With worry on his face.
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