Page 105 of The Boss Problem

I let my dress fall to the floor. His eyes tracked my lingerie and my belly while I ran my hands over my lace push-up bra. I touched my breasts tantalizingly, inviting him to touch me.

He came closer and hungrily took in my bra and thong. His fingers traced the underside of my bra. The underwire was tight and had been digging painfully into my skin all night long.

“Does this hurt?” he asked, feeling it, and I bit my lip as I nodded.

He reached behind me—to take it off, I assumed—but for an instant, he tightened the clasp, pushing my breasts further up.

I gasped at the sudden pain, and he immediately crushed his lips against mine with a ferocity I had never felt before.

“Sean,” I pleaded as he drew the moment out.

Tears pricked the edges of my eyes before he undid the clasp of my bra completely. The pain subsided, and the skimpy garment fell to the floor. In a swift move, he tore off my flimsy thong. It gave way in his hands without a fight.

I stood, completely naked in front of him, as he stepped back and surveyed me.

“Turn around,” he ordered, and I did, feeling the intensity of his gaze on my ass.

I spun around to face him, and I noticed he had unzipped his pants. His pants and briefs fell to the floor, and his cock was out.

It was huge, and he was stroking it while looking at me.

Just seeing him like this made my core ache as a warm spot came to life between my legs.

Also, he had a mad, possessive look in his eyes as he gazed at me, and I knew for sure that tonight would not be enough for us to be satiated with each other.

“Touch yourself,” he ordered, and I ran my hands over my breasts, my fingers circling the nipples.

His cock was achingly hard now, and I longed to feel it, to take it in my mouth.

I’d never enjoyed the idea of giving a blow job, but tonight, it was different.

Tonight, I couldn’t wait to take him in my mouth and run my tongue over his hard length.

I swiped my tongue over my lip as I approached him. The intense look on his face was now mixed with longing.

Longing for me.

It wasmylips he wanted on his hard length.

Without another word, I fell to my knees and guided his cock into my mouth.

“Fuck, Chloe,” he groaned as my lips touched his smooth skin.

He gripped my hair as I took him in my mouth, gently licking and teasing the tip of his length before I took all of him in, inch by inch.

He was so big; I was close to gagging.

I wrapped my fingers around his base, stroking him as I sucked. It was chill, and I was naked, on my knees, for a man who I’d once thought was an arrogant prick.

How far I’d come.

I swirled my tongue around his cock while I worked my hands, stroking him. I slowly picked up the pace, and I noticed his balls tightening.

“You’re mine, Chloe,” he gasped as I licked and sucked him to delirium, pushing him to the edge.

My arousal was not far behind as Sean took charge. He was now fucking my mouth, his hips moving while I sucked.

“Tell me you’re all mine.”

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