Page 84 of Mated To My Boss

Oh my God, so much pleasure.

Nate moves down my body, pinning me down and moving to my breasts. He places both hands on them and feeds them to his lips one by one.

I lie back as the man sucks hard on my nipples. Each one greets him accordingly and I can't wipe the smile off my face every time he chooses one to put his mouth on.

He sees my smile and kisses it before going back down. Nate goes lower still, kissing my belly button and just beneath it. My legs instinctively begin to part, giving Nate exactly what he wants.

He spreads them even more, smiling at the prospect of going down on me again. “You're beautiful,” he says before kissing my soft pink flesh.

My body remembers Nate's touches. Each kiss comes with a memory that makes me shudder and shake.

Nate begins to eat me out again, sticking his tongue as far as it can go before dragging it across my walls. His thumb moves to my clit, adding a burst of extra pleasure.

I struggle to stay still, but Nate helps out by holding my legs steady. He continues to dig his tongue into me like he's searching for buried treasure.

“I want you inside me,” I cry. “I fucking want you now.”

Nate rises to the occasion, returning to me and revealing with his member that he’s ready to go. He slides into me, going deeper and deeper until I feel like my brain may break.

“Fuck!” I cry as he pulls out before sliding into me again. I moan as he continues to fuck me, but the sound lessens when his hand moves to my neck again.

The sound of his flesh slapping against mine forms a glorious rhythm. My tits bounce under him and I see his eyes follow their movement.

He reduces the speed of his thrusts. “You're mine,” he declares.

“I'm yours,” I say, struggling to get the words out.

“Say it again.”

“I'm yours,” I cry out.

“Again!”

“I'm yours!”

We both cum at the same time. I glory in our energy and Nate's climax is full of satisfaction. He remains inside me, not in a hurry to leave. We share a passionate kiss that takes my breath away once again.

“I love you,” he confesses.

“I love you,” I sigh.

It almost hurts when I see my apartment. Nate's car stops in front of the building and I exhale.

I have gotten so used to being with Nate that this no longer seems like my home. I feel like I'm being driven to college and I'm about to start a life that's unfamiliar to me.

“Are you sure you want to come back to work tomorrow?” Nate asks. “You can still take another week off. No one will complain.”

“No, I'm good to start.” I turn to him. “Working will be good for me. I want to get back to regular life, remember?”

Nate nods in understanding. “I know, I get it. I just can't stand the thought of you being stressed.”

He leans over to my side and kisses me. I lean into him, making it easier. When he pulls away from the kiss, my grin stretches from ear to ear. “If you keep kissing me like that, I'm going to forget what stress feels like.”

“In that case, let me keep this going. We wouldn't want you to feel stressed now, would we?”

I shake my head, but stop him just short of the kiss. “You know we're just going to stay in the car if you keep doing this.”

“What's wrong with that?” he asks with a sly smile. “You know I don't mind.”

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