Page 26 of Baby Daddy Boss

I walked so fast she was almost jogging to the lobby to keep up. Once I crossed the threshold, I slowed down to wind my arm around her waist and my other hand’s fingers through hers. She eagerly snuggled into the side of my body, fitting there more perfectly than I wanted to acknowledge.

What had I been doing my entire life? For a moment, I thought back on my late wife and wondered if she would have wanted this. But I knew her better than anyone, and she was a caring and incredibly giving person. I knew she wouldn’t have wanted me to dwell and spend the rest of my life alone. I’d done so much of that already and could imagine how much she would have berated me for just how much I wasted my life away not looking for this woman next to me. As we entered the elevator i put my keycard to go to my private level. I pulled her impossibly closer to me, and the doors slowly closed behind us.

Thank god no one else was going to enter. Once the doors sealed shut and it began to climb, I tugged her chin up to look at me to ease it open with gentle licks and soft nips. She fell apart for me easily enough, becoming pliable under my touch until we breathed heavily and exchanged only oxygen. I was becoming dizzy as her scent of orange blossoms surrounded me momentarily.

I was back in Greece with her in my arms, in the orchard, and backing her up against a tree. I groaned low at the thought of taking her to my childhood home, of fucking her slow and sweet while her cries filled the room, perhaps even trying to give Ciro a brother or sister. I ground harshly against the curve of Roseline’s hip, and I needed more. She responded by backing up against the elevator wall, and I followed her like I was a hungry dog, and she was holding a steak. I pecked at her mouth, jaw, cheek, and throat. She threw her head back and moaned, and I knew if the door opened now, we wouldn’t be able to get away from each other fast enough and calm down. We were too wrapped up in our world. Her taste flowed over my tongue, the flavor of chocolate and pastry chased by the familiar taste of roasted coffee beans.

My hands fell on either side of her head, and my thigh nestled between hers. It was amazing watching her grind down on it, so much so that I pulled back long enough to watch her through a burning stare as she tossed her head back and rode my thigh with wild abandon. Every time she moved upward, her soft flesh would brush against my straining erection, and I gasped. My hands came down to rest on her hips and hold her still, hoping not to get too excited too quickly.

Soon the elevator door slid open with a gentle ding, and I looked up hurriedly to see we’d arrived at my home. I reluctantly stepped away from Roseline, checked that the maid was gone because there was no hiding how turned-on we were, and then hurried with her down the hall to my bedroom door. As soon as we were inside, I backed her up against the wall, and my teeth snagged the skin of her neck, leaving a mark right where it could be seen. She was too far gone to complain, groaning and whining as she writhed in my grip.

I groaned as her hand brushed against my cock, and I grabbed her firmly by the wrist to push it above her head, pinning the other one with it, and she arched her back and sighed in approval. I took control of the situation even though I felt like I was about to burst any second. My muscles were so tense they were constantly shaking, and I was agitated, desperate to get her onto the bed and relieve the ache in me.

Yet, I didn’t want to rush this either. I wanted her to remember it for years to come, and I wanted it to rewrite not only every man before me but our first few times together. I wanted this time to be the only thing she ever thought of when she thought of needing me.

I dragged my tongue hungrily up the column of her throat before finally scooping her up in my arms and walking her across the room to the bed. She squealed in my grasp, and I smiled down at her, holding her tighter. “Don’t squirm around. I might drop you,” I murmured, stopping my steps long enough to kiss her cheek sweetly.

She laughed, “Are you saying I’m heavy?”

“Never,” I breathed, honesty radiating from every syllable as I tried even to imagine the thought.

Once I had her splayed out on my bed, I spent time undressing her. My fingers flirted with the edges and hems of every item of clothing she wore until she was finally bare in front of me. Her body naturally tried to protect herself from my searching eyes, and I leaned in to pull her hands away. Instead, covering her naked skin with light presses of my lips and flicks of my tongue. “Don’t hide,” I murmured. “You are perfection.”

I began to focus now as she begged me for more, her body finally succumbing to her lust. I started at her shoulders, spelling my love into them with my breath over the soft skin, and the kisses I blessed them with became sloppy and open. She lay beneath me, her body electric and wild, trying to find something to grab onto.

She finally chose to anchor herself by gripping the sheets with tight fingers. My attention moved down to the soft swell of Roseline’s breasts, and I sucked marks into the skin and rolled her nipples between my teeth. Her breathing became higher pitched and harsher as she began to twitch and my fingers dipped lower to her heat. Her flesh was already covered in silvery lines of slick, which made my touch glide with ease.

As I circled my fingers around her swollen clit, her hips followed the movement, and her mouth dropped open. Her sounds grew silent, and her body began to tense with vicious twitches. I knew her first orgasm was about to hit her hard and fast. Her thighs began to close around my hand, and I pressed one of her legs down and opened with my free hand, my mouth still occupied with leaving blossoming red petals across her skin.

Suddenly she shuddered violently beneath, in one large rolling wave across her body, and her jaw snapped shut only to clench down. Her muscles flexed as her back bowed, and I could hear her groan throatily through her teeth. I slowed my fingers, instead watching until her body relaxed against the mattress, and she seemed to come out of the orgasm. It was only then that I withdrew. I let her catch her breath and smiled at my delicate work all over her body while she tried to recover.

She was flushed and lightly bruised, sweaty, and looked so satisfied, even though we hadn’t finished yet. While she still found herself, I drew back from her to undress and let out a hiss of relief as my erection was freed from its constraints. Looking down at her, at the sheen of her beautiful body, I absently stroked my cock, and my eyes rolled.

A growl crawled up my throat, and when I opened my lids again, I saw Roseline watching me. She crawled forward on shaky limbs, and the bed dipped underneath her weight, drawing my attention to how naked she was. She stopped before me, her eyes flicking to my length, still wrapped tightly in my fist.

I waited; my breath caught somewhere in my chest, and then she leaned out to lick along the head of my dick. I exhaled quickly, my hand squeezing tighter along my length to tamp down on my growing enthusiasm. Her perfect, kiss-swollen lips circled me, swallowing me down until she brushed my knuckles.

I shuddered and sighed, “Fuck yeah, right there.” My hand raised to hold the back of her skull but not push, just eager to feel the bob of her head as my eyes struggled to stay open. I watched through slits as she worked as much of my cock as I allowed slipping halfway down and brushing her spit-slick lips along my fingers. I couldn’t give her free reign, or we would be taking a break far too soon. But the sweet slide of her mouth, the rub of her tongue, and the tiny squeeze of the beginning of her throat were hard to say no to.

Finally, as my body began to strain at the base of my spine and I could feel the white heat of my orgasm approaching, I gently pulled her off. Her lips were shiny with saliva as small strings of precum spread between the seam, and all I could think was how badly I needed to claim her.

“Don’t wanna cum there,” I mumbled, rubbing my thumb on her wet lips and spreading the slippery mixture further.

Roseline inhaled deeply, her eyes fluttering at the sensation of my touch before she leaned back, spreading her legs to welcome me, and she shone with even more arousal than before. I pushed her back on the bed, hovered over her, and for a moment, my mind struggled with the thought of protection, but now was not the time to push our relationship. I grabbed that familiar foiled packet, and once I was ready, I dragged my cock lazily through her swollen flesh. She arched as I slid upward for a fourth time, encouraging me to dip inside her, but I held back, waiting to hear her ask for it.

“Stop teasing,” she hissed, her fingernails sinking into my shoulders mercilessly. I grinned, “Sorry.” “No, you’re not,” she purred, nipping at my jawline. “You’re right. I love teasing you until you look like this,” I groaned as I finally began to push inside her. She whimpered as her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer impatiently.

Halfway inside, I waited for a moment, letting her feel me and adjust. On the other hand, I was in awe feeling her cling to me in multiple ways, and then her walls tremored to pull me further inside. I gave in with an exhale and shudder as I seated myself fully in her. Her hips tried to move already, and I pressed a hand against them to keep them still. “Hush, give me a moment,” I whispered, soothing her with roaming kisses across her face and neck.

She finally listened to me, pouting as my lips pried hers open, and I swallowed her desperate pleas. I was given a few seconds of reprieve to gather my restraint. I had been on edge for far too long and didn’t want this to end until it had to. When I moved, she gasped with eager and uncontrollable delight. Her nails dug long furrows along my back, and I groaned, my body arcing and stiffening above hers as the slight pain lit up my desire to thrust harder. My muscles rippled with each movement, and I felt her squeeze tightly along my length, begging for more, and I eagerly obliged.

My movements shifted from shallow and experimental to deep and powerful. Slowly I added speed until we were both near breathless already, our sounds mixing. The air grew hot and humid as our temperatures skyrocketed, and sweat began to roll down my skin onto her. My mouth hovered above hers as I shared her air, and my moans brushed her face. As I got used to the feeling of her walls tight around me, I began to roll my hips upward, brushing my pelvis against her clit, and finally, I felt my dick drag across that spot inside her that had her eyes rolling. Her breath stuttered, and she snapped around me like a vice, her entire body going taught and her head moving to the side to sink her teeth into my shoulder. She was nearly violent in her passion, and I wasn’t much better; my fingers were growing tighter around her hip in a bruising grip, something that would leave marks.

She gasped against my skin, and she screamed each time I rolled into her. This feeling of being so connected was amazing, and I hadn’t felt it in so long. Soon my fingers were leaving her curves, and instead, they were prying her hand away from me to wrap around and tangle so thoroughly with it that I felt even more wrapped up in her. It felt so good, and it felt so right. This was where I belonged, completely bound up within her forever.

I could feel her walls trembling around me and her nails biting into my skin harder, both in my back and my hand until I was certain they’d break the skin. Her mouth sought out mine, and her kiss was needy, with tiny whimpers and whines saying she was close without words. I understood; I wanted to cum, too, I was so close, but I needed to watch her fly over the edge before me. I wouldn’t let myself go. First, I needed to see her painted ecstasy. I pushed her fingers tighter to bed, and my other hand came up to manipulate her throat, feel her swallow under my palm so I could tilt her chin and kiss her as deeply as I fucked her.

She came with a shivering moan in my mouth and her body arcing so violently under me she almost unseated me. But the way she clamped down had me freezing in place and reaching my peak with a growl as I finally gasped and broke away from her mouth.

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