Page 18 of The Boss’s Obsession
My dick jerked, surprised by her words. “Watch me do what?”
“Watch you... pleasure yourself. I don’t know what to do, remember?”
Her words stole my breath again. I swore, this woman was trying to kill me.
Just being in the same room as you is pleasuring me,” I told her, lowering my hand to my hard-on. “But if you want to see how I coped with a year of abstinence, then this is how.”
I curled my hand as far as it would reach around myself and pumped up the length of my hardness, rubbing the clear liquid from the tip around, and then down.
Sienna watched me. “You’ve been abstinent for a year?”
“At least.”
“Why?”
“Because I couldn’t have you,” I told her hoarsely, completely honest with both of us for once. The taboo want I’d harbored for this woman, the forbidden fruit I’d obsessed over before I’d even allowed myself to understand how deep the feeling went, wanted me back. Nothing would ever be the same. “Because I’ve been obsessed with you since the moment we met, I just didn’t realize it. I’m a bit slow, it turns out, when it comes to love.”
I gave her a crooked smile, as I lowered my knees to the mattress and advanced up her.
Her breath caught as she repeated my words. “Love?”
“You heard me,” I said firmly, and settled myself in the cradle of her hips, my chest flush against hers. I couldn’t stop myself from exploring her chest, as her nipples begged to be sucked and praised. I nudged the tip of myself in and out of her opening, teasing shallow moves that undid me.
“I get the shot,” she whispered in my ear.
I groaned. “Are you telling me I get to be bare inside you? You really are trying to kill me,” I muttered, giving in to the urge to sink a little deeper. She was unbelievably tight. She tensed as I pressed in.
“Does it hurt?”
“Only in a good way,” she said, beaming up at me. “I used to horse ride every day, so I’m pretty sure I popped that cherry myself years ago.”
Laughter bubbled in my chest as I pressed deeper, needing to reach my end inside and have her tight body envelop me completely. When I finally hit my hilt, my balls resting against her ass, I kissed her lightly, stroking my hands down the side of her face, cradling it like it was the most precious thing in the world to me. It was, after all. She was.
‘What?” Sienna asked as I chuckled deep in my chest. She lightly scratched her nails down my back. “What is funny about this to you?”
“No one makes me laugh like you do. No one makes me comfortable like you,” I murmured, pressing a kiss to each of her eyelids. “That’s something rare and unique, and you should know, that I won’t let you leave me anymore. It’s too late. You’re mine, Sienna. Mine, forever. Don’t try and fight it.”
She shivered, trying to move her hips against me, and get me to move. Instead, I had her impaled on my cock, and wide open and pinned in place to hear me out.
“Whatever I have to do to keep you in my life, I’ll do it. Just don’t try to leave me again,” I said roughly, losing my words as the pleasure of her tight embrace hit me. I pulled out and then sank home again, pure ecstasy lighting up every nerve ending. “Marry me instead. Marry me, stay with me forever.”
Sienna clung to my shoulders as I moved. “People don’t just ask each other to get married after one night together. They need to date,”
“We’ve dated. We’ve seen each other every single day for a year. I know you, and you know me – better than anyone else in my life. There’s nothing more I need to know about you. Nothing that would change what I want. Besides, I don’t care what other people do. I’m Ronan Turner, and no one tells me what to do. Now, I’m going to fuck you so hard, the only word left in your head after will be my name.”
With that, and Sienna’s excited squeal echoing in my ears, I slid out of her, before pushing back in, setting a rhythm that made my heart race. She met every thrust with raised hips, and groans I wanted to record and loop so I could always hear it.
“I’m going to come inside you,” I growled in her ear, knowing I could barely stop myself.
“I want you to,” she urged.
“Fuck.” It was all too much. I was going to come way too fast when all I wanted was to spend hours inside this woman. Pulling out, I flipped her over, and slid back in, as she arched her back and looked back at me over her shoulder. She gasped at the new sensation. Kneeling across her legs from behind, I pumped into her, enjoying the sight of her bare back, and the place where my length disappeared inside her. She was rising against me, butting back against me to bring me deeper, and waited until she tensed, her pussy pulsing and tightening around me, before letting myself go. I filled her up with my spend, pressed deep inside, as she stared at me over her shoulder. Leaning down, I wrapped her long hair around my fist and pulled her face into a tight kiss, my dick still sunk deep inside her.
While she melted into a puddle, my come wetting the tops of her thighs, I started to move again, already hardening once more at the sight of her prone beneath me.
She trembled beneath me. “What are you doing?”
“I’m just getting started,” I told her, giving her a wicked grin. “It’s going to be a long night.”
