Page 26 of My Hot Boss

He kept talking about it, which meant that he was asking for a reason, but I had no clue what his reasoning was. I knew that I wanted us to keep going, but I could do without all of the talking. He was just chatting away and I was on edge, waiting for the next step.

“Shut up, Derrick,” I begged. I didn’t know how else to get him to do so and even between kisses when he was coming up for breath, he was nonstop talking. Couldn’t he see that I was on the cusp of losing it?

“I am trying to distract myself, Augustine. I want to be inside of you right now, but you are so tight. You need to be wetter.”

I was impatient and I told him that it was fine and that we should just get it together. I was desperate and would have likely said anything to get what I wanted. I wanted more and I got more, making me gasp and moan in displeasure. I looked down and part of one of his fingers had slid in. It certainly felt like more and when I whimpered, he told me that his manhood was going to be a lot better.

“Oh.”

He chuckled and said that it would be quick and feel great in seconds. I didn’t know if I believed him, but the entry of his finger after a bit of discomfort felt damn good. It made me want more, believing that more would be better. I asked Derrick for more and he said that I wasn’t ready. When I tried to argue him, he made me come hard and I forgot everything. I certainly wasn’t pushing for more. At the moment, I’d had enough.

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Derrick

Ilooked down at her eyes shut tight and the way her lips were pursed out. I kissed her and finally released my own need, letting it push against her leg. That got her attention and there was a moment that her eyes widened. I didn’t want to admit it, but it looked like she was afraid again. I kissed her, let her get used to it on her, before I pulled away.

“That is a lot bigger than your finger,” she commented. I agreed that it was, and she eyed it like it might just come to life and cause her all kinds of problems. I wanted to tell her that it was all going to be okay, and she had nothing to worry about, but I felt like that would be a lie. She should worry, I was worried. I didn’t know what was going to happen next, just that I needed to bury myself inside of her as soon as possible.

“Think of how much better it will feel. I have made you come with my finger, but it will be better with all of me.”

I was trying to convince her that it was going to be okay, but I didn’t know if she believed me. She was eying me like I was going to do something bad to her. I wasn’t. I wanted to make her feel good. It was literally all I could think about at the moment. I just needed her that badly.

My lips were the most convincing and I moved my need back and forth against her. I wanted her to get used to the feel of it against her, and she started to move on her own accord. I think rubbing it against her was feeling good, so she was quickly rubbing herself off on me. I let her, she seemed to like it, and I closed my eyes to the pleasure on her face. It felt good for me as well, and I was still trying to keep it together.

There was a moment where it didn’t go as planned. I didn’t know if she changed the way that she was coming down on me, or if it was my fault because I tilted one way or the next, but Augustine impaled herself at one point and then she didn’t move. She cried out and then went deadly still. I had to bite my lip and focus on the hot snatch that had engulfed me. I was so damn turned on, she was so wet and tight. I knew that it was the wrong way, but it was over. I was in and then she would get used to me inside of her. At least, that’s what I think was supposed to happen. Augustine cursed and it sounded so strange coming off of her lips. She was too innocent to say things like that, but she wasn’t innocent anymore.

“Oh my God.” She repeated that line a few times, her inner walls collapsing around my hard length, making me groan out in need or pleasure. She felt so damn good wrapped around me. I couldn’t help but push deep. Augustine called out and I apologized, but she did it again, waiting for me to push deep. I had to oblige.

Another curse and I asked her if she wanted me to stop. Granted, I was pushing deeper while I was asking that question, really hoping she didn’t say to stop. I would, if I had to, but I was just getting to the point where about half of me was wet. I had a bit more to go and I wanted to be buried, nothing else was going to do. I had to give it all to her.

Looking between our bodies, Augustine’s eyes were shining up at me and she looked so perfect. I almost lost myself right there, barely wedged into her, looking at her soulful eyes as I filled her. I couldn’t think of anything better, literally nothing was better than the exact moment I was in at the moment.

That was what I thought anyway, until she started to come again. Being inside of her when she did was a rollercoaster that I wasn’t prepared for.

She started to clench me from the inside and Augustine did that several times, making me call out each time. I was the one making all the noise, while she clawed my back and choked out my cock. I was shocked by how strong her muscles were and how close I was to busting inside of her. I didn’t want to lose myself, but damnit I was about to.

Once Augustine was feeling good and encouraging me to keep going on, I started to move inside of her. I pushed in deep, finally reaching bottom in one go and make us both cry out. She just felt so good that there was no way that I could stop myself. I wasn’t usually this vocal, but Augustine made me feel like I was making love to an angel. She was mine, I was the first and only man to be inside of her, touching her. All of it ran through my head as I gritted my teeth and tried to stretch her out some. She was going to need to be at least big enough to take me. This wasn’t going to be a one-time thing after all. I thought about how many times we would do this, just because I was trying to control the great need I had to fill her with my seed. I wanted to do it right now. I could taste the release, but at the same time, I was trying to hold off just a little bit longer. No man would want to come too soon, not when it was feeling this good.

Augustine made me slow down after she said that she was too sensitive. I didn’t want to hear anything that told me that I couldn’t have her as much as I wanted. I wasn’t done feeling her inside of me. I needed her to let me have at her the way I wanted. I had been easy and gentle this whole time, but I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to fuck her like I wanted to, so I could explode inside of her. I hadn’t thought of a small flow when I thought of Augustine, I was thinking of a downright eruption.

“Please, Augustine.”

Her eyes opened and they were glowing. I couldn’t help it, I lost it and I think it was better for both of us. I was falling in love with my wife in that moment. I would never look at Augustine the same way again. She would forever be mine.

We laid together for a while, listening to each other breathe. I didn’t know what to say after everything was said and done. I felt so damn good, languid even, and Augustine was lying on my chest, exactly where she should be.

“Wow,” she said giggling. I would agree. There was really nothing else to say.

Except, “I’m really glad you waited for me, Augustine.”

She sighed and laid her head back down. I had to agree with that sentiment as well. Had I ever felt better before? I couldn’t remember a time.

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Augustine

Iwas so grateful when I woke up and realized that I was the first to wake up. Derrick was still asleep, so I was able to get out of his arms and go back to my bedroom. I grabbed some clothes, the new ones that we had just picked out yesterday, and I went to go take a shower. A lot of dirty things had happened last night, things that still made me blush and shiver all at the same time to think about.

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