Page 73 of My Boss

“Christ, Maria…”

“Would you like to?” I press down gently on his big cock.

“You don’t even know how much.” He moves his hands to my buttocks and spreads them wide.

“Will such an apology satisfy you?” I reach for his hand and place it on his cock.

He doesn’t respond, just clings to me tightly with his mouth. I feel him slide his penis over my narrow hole, then slap it against my buttock.

“You are my dream come true,” he says directly into my mouth and begins to slide carefully into my ass. Slowly. Inch by inch.

I dig my nails into his shoulders. An animalistic murmur escapes from Jan’s throat as he enters me deeper and deeper. He fills me gradually, gently, and my whole body shivers.

“Oh God…” I hold my breath.

“Should I stop?”

I shake my head and bite my lip. Pleasure dampens pain. Desire wins over resistance.

“Don’t. Don’t stop.” I reach for his mouth and find his tongue with my tongue.

We lose ourselves in kisses, in passion. This is my first time experiencing pleasure while trying to have sex like this. I have no idea how Jan does it, what he has in him, but with him I feel safe. I completely let go. Unbridled lust consumes me. I want to give myself to him in every possible way. I want him to desire me. I want him to feel good being with me.

Jan reaches for my clit and circles it with his fingers. He uses just the right amount of pressure.

An electric current hits me, followed by another. My body completely surrenders to his caresses. I lower my hips and impale myself on his hard manhood, which spreads me wide open, making me shiver with pleasure again and again.

“Oh yes,” Jan purrs into my mouth. “I feel so good with you. I’m about to come.” He rubs my clit faster and faster.

An orgasm is approaching and I know it will be strong, overpowering.

I clench my fingers tightly on his muscular shoulders, my breath hitching.

“Don’t stop,” I gasp, and he presses his finger into my pussy. “Jan!” I lose myself in his touch. The tension is so strong that I’m about to fall apart.

I feel him enter me with his second finger, as he fucks my ass, as he rubs my clitoris with his thumb. There is a growing anticipation inside me.

I’m close, I’m almost there… My body tenses up, everything goes dark and a massive orgasm hits me like an avalanche.

“Yes!” A cry escapes my throat.

Jan’s dick eases out from my tight passage and thrusts in again. Eases out. Thrusts in.

I hear his accelerated breathing. His muscles harden, he shudders, shuts his eyes tight, presses his lips firmly onto mine and freezes on them with a loud sigh. He is coming. He fills me with hot cum. I fall forward against his chest, and he slips out of me and withdraws his fingers.

“Thank you,” he whispers into my hair. “You have fulfilled one of my greatest fantasies.”

Proud Mary.

“This is me thanking you. I couldn’t have dreamed of a better Christmas Eve.” I press my cheek against his sweaty torso.

I can hear the soothing beating of his heart and know that I am where I should be. I am happy.

“I hope this isn’t one of those wet dreams and I don’t wake up in a while with a crumpled face on my desk,” I joke.

Jan laughs, and my heart melts when I hear the sound. His fingers glide over my bare back, giving me goosebumps with each touch.

“No worries. I’ll make sure you wake up wet every day.” He reaches for his jacket and covers me.

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