Page 8 of Seduced By the Boss

Chapter Five

Idon’t even notice his car outside the club until I’m sitting in the back seat, with his hand on my leg. It only takes five minutes to get to his hotel—the Bellagio, no less. I don’t even get the chance to see the dancing fountain as we drive past. He helps me out of the car, not letting go of my hand.

As we go into the reception area I want to look around me, the beautiful garden is just in my reach but he pulls me into the elevator; not so gently pressing the button to close the door before anyone else gets in. When the door closes, he stalks towards me. That’s the only way I can describe it. He’s like a lion stalking its prey.

“I hope you know what you’re in for, Saylor. I’ve wanted you from the first day I met you. I’ve masturbated thinking about how tight your pussy is going to be. I bet you’re going to fit me like a glove.”

What can I say to that! Nothing. So I pull him closer to me and kiss him. Hard. When he pulls away to check the floor I whisper, “Show me how much you want me, Everett.”

He chuckles. “I intend to!”

The door opens and he grabs my hand, almost pulling me down the corridor behind him. As soon as he opens his door he pulls me in and pushes me against it.

“I’ve imagined seeing you naked, Saylor, so many times. I can’t believe I’m going to see the real thing.” He turns me around to face the door and then he slowly moves my zipper down from my neck to the top of my ass. His kisses follow the zipper and when he reaches the bottom he pushes the dress of my shoulder. He turns me around just as my dress pools to the floor. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.” Kissing me, he runs his fingers over my collar bone and down my body, wrapping each hand around a breast and massaging them, then pulling my nipples into stiff peaks.

I moan, I need to see him naked too. Reaching out I undo his buttons on his shirt and pull it out of his trousers. Then I slide his shirt off his shoulders the same way he did with my dress. I push him off me so that I can admire his hard body. So much better than I imagined.

He smiles at me and moves us into the suite. “Do you want a drink, Saylor?” I stare at him, I have no clothes on and he wants to know if I want a drink?

“No, I want you.” I stare into his eyes and watch the heat in them.

“I’m not going to hold on long, I want to pound you so hard the first time, because I’ve wanted this for so long. Next time I’ll savour your body.”

I look around and see the high back couch. Walking over to it, swaying my hips, I drop my panties and lean over the top of it, spreading my legs a touch. I still have my high heels on and I know it looks sexy.

“Are you going to stand there all day looking at me? Come and get it, Everett.” I swish my ass from side to side while looking back at him over my shoulder.

He drops his trousers and his boxers in one go, then he takes his cock in his hand and steps toward me. “This is your last chance to walk way, Saylor.”

He fists his cock and runs the tip up and down my sex, whilst staring in my eyes.

“If I only get to have you once, then I’m making the most of it,” I say as I push back and the tip of his cock penetrates my pussy.

“Fuck, Saylor.” He thrusts in up to the hilt. In this position it feels like his cock is going to break through my cervix, he’s that big.

I moan as he’s fills me completely. I don’t move as I get used to his size and then I start pushing back on him to get him to move.

“Hold on tight,” he says as he grabs my hips and starts thrusting. Hard.

Fuck it hurts, but it’s a good pain. I’m so turned on I know I’m soaking wet. I can hear his balls slapping my pussy and the sound of his thrusts.

“So fucking good,” he mumbles almost to himself. His grip on my ass is getting harder. Then he shocked me by slapping my ass. No one has ever done that to me before. But after the slight sting, I realize I like it. He then rubs his hand over it before grabbing my hips again.

I meet him thrust for thrust. Moan for moan. One of his hands reaches down and rubs my clit. I don’t know if I can hold on, he’s making me wild.

As he keeps rubbing my clit I can feel the pleasure starting in my toes and working its way through my body. When he slaps my clit I scream and clench my muscles around his cock as I come repeatedly.

“Oh my God, I can’t hold on much longer, Saylor.” He rubs my clit again and I can feel another orgasm brewing.

“I… I’m nearly there,” I stutter.

He slaps my ass and pinches my clit sending me over the top once more. This time he thrusts into me harder and faster than before and then he roars when he comes inside me. All you can hear is our heartbeats and our ragged breathing.

It takes a few minutes for us to catch our breaths and then I feel him pull out. What is going to happen now? Is he going to give me a kiss and send me on my way? My insecurities come rushing to the surface, but I don’t need to worry because he lifts me and carries me to the bed. When he puts me down, he covers me with a sheet and then walks to the bathroom. After cleaning himself up he comes out and uses a cloth to clean me up, then after putting it into the laundry basket he climbs into bed behind me.

“Now how about I get to see your face this time when you come,” he says as he kisses me.

He climbs over me and kisses me again before moving down over my body kissing every inch on his way. I watch him as he takes my nipples into his mouth. When he glances up at me I can’t help but blush. I’ve not had time to process what has happened tonight. But just the thought of him taking me hard again has me on the verge of another orgasm.

After the third round of hard-core sex, I feel myself drifting off. I know I have to go back to Cass, she looked like she needed me tonight. I need to find out what is going on with her. But, just an hour of sleep would be great before I do the walk of shame back to my hotel and my room. Everett pulls me into his body, wrapping his arms and leg around me.

“Night, Saylor. You’re fucking amazing. So much better than my fantasies and they were freaking hot.” He kisses me on my cheek and then I feel him getting heavier as he falls asleep.

I wake a couple of hours later with Everett wrapped around me still. I know I have to leave, I don’t want the awkwardness of the next morning to ruin what we had last night. Somehow, I manage to crawl out of his grasp and then I tiptoe back into the lounge area to grab my clothes. I put them on hastily before sneaking out of the room so that I go and see Cass. Before I leave, I take one last look at his sleeping form. The sheet is pulled down to his waist. Fuck, he’s gorgeous. I mentally take a picture of him, asleep, naked, and satiated before I feel tears pooling in my eyes. I know that this will never happen again. We can’t. He’s my boss.

Hopefully what happened in Vegas stays in Vegas, right?

---