Page 46 of Blueberry Cake
“As long as I just have to sit there and look pretty and I’m not required to know anything more than your name.”
Boyd tossed a grin over his shoulder. “No, you’re just there for the good food and to brighten my otherwise very boring meeting.”
“I can do that.”
“Perfect,” he purred, sweeping her into another kiss before ushering her towards the couch.
When it came time for Luka and Beatrice to leave, Queenie stayed back while Boyd saw them out. She made herself another hot chocolate and stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, taking in the view of downtown. The setting sun peaked behind the buildings with the skyscrapers’ windows glowing like lights on a Christmas tree.
“Such a stunning view,” Boyd husked, kicking the front door shut and crossing the space to her. One hand groped her ass, the other took the steaming cup and set it aside. “I’ve fantasised about fucking you against this glass since the very first day we met.”
Her head rolled back against his chest as his fingers pushed under her dress, hooking around her panties and pushing them down her thighs. Twisting her head, she kissed his throat, a deep groan vibrating her lips. She closed her eyes and pressed her ass against his straining erection, guiding his hand to her clit.
“And these pretty little dresses are such a tease.” He didn’t ease her in, roughly taking her clit. “You were so brave today. So strong.”
“Boyd,” she moaned, her head already spinning.
“God, you are everything, Queenie.Myeverything.”
Kissing turned to sucking, her hand dropping from his wrist and reaching back, frantically trying to open his belt.
He chuckled and helped her along, his cock practically jumping into her fist. “So needy.”
“Please…”
“I’m not going to tease you, my queen. You deserve all the rewards possible. You did outstanding today, facing your fears like the warrior you are.”
“Oh, God,” she cried, watching him spit onto his hand and lube her up. With two fingers he fucked and stretched her, his palm rubbing over her clit and making her legs cave.
But his strong arm kept her upright. “I would never let my queen fall and break her crown.” Boyd shifted, and the zipper of her dress fell down. Looking over her shoulder, she saw him using his teeth and it was the most primal, thesexiestthing she’d ever seen. “Lose it.”
Hastily, she pushed the dress from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. “You too?”
“So hesitant,” Boyd tsked. “Tell me what you want, Queenie and it’s yours.”
“Undress,” she panted. “Please.”
Boyd dropped his hands, leaving her to grip onto the glass for stability. The second his shirt was gone and his briefs kicked aside, she was in his arms again, slick fingers between her thighs. Secure in his hold, she reached back and wrapped her fingers around his cock, his hips thrustinginto her fist.
“I need you,” she panted.
“Oh, Queenie, I’ll fill you too fast. I’ve been saving myself for you all week.”
“Please do. I need your cock inside me.”
“Fuck,” he groaned, swapping his fingers for the thick head of his cock. His fingers worked her clit relentlessly, leaving her quivering in no time. “You want me to fill you?”
“Yes,” she panted, slamming her ass against him. “Use me, Boyd.”
He needed no further instruction, holding her steady by his arm around her waist and easing his cock into her. She braced herself against the glass, mesmerised by his reflection. His eyes were closed, his lips nipping her ear as he grunted and groaned, fighting his orgasm.God,he looked beautiful. He washersand in turn, she was his.
She loved him. Queenie had truly and utterly fallen for him with every piece of her heart, mind, and soul. With a grunt so satisfied and gorgeous that it sent her over the edge, Boyd filled her quivering pussy with his cum. Her head lolled back as he eased his fingers on her clit, letting her ride out her orgasm against his palm.
Only once the fire in her veins had been extinguished did Boyd drop to his knees. “Turn around and let me see your pretty cunt.”
She happily obeyed, cum already leaking down her thighs. Fisting his hair roughly, Boyd grabbed her ass and kissed her thighs.
“Legs on my shoulders.” When she hesitated, his head snapped up and his stern gaze met hers. “Do it.”
