I can’t even take it. What is happening right now? Does Lance Frost really have his hands all over me and do I really like it?
“What would your daddy say if he saw you like this?”
Holy shit. That gets to me. “What!?” I gasp. I try to pull away, but Lance is far too strong. He holds me close, a smile on his lips, and slides his fingers deeper down my dress. I try to speak, but he silences me with a kiss then begins spreading me open, searching for my sex.
Oh God. Oh God.
Lance is unstoppable. He pulls my panties aside and discovers my arousal. I can feel my wetness on his fingertips and begin to quiver as the unmistakable growl of desire comes out of his chest. When he slides inside, I have to break our embrace.
Whimpering, I let my head fall against his chest and gasp for breath as he moves inside me, causing the warmth in my body to grow, spread, and threaten to overwhelm
me. He presses his lips against my head and kisses me delicately—a lovers’ kiss. As he finds a spot inside me, I flare with lust, and the words just slip out of my lips.
“Keep—keep going, please…”
He does, but instead of doing what he’s been doing, he slides a second finger inside and applies even more pressure to the spot that he knows existed and I had no idea about. Every nerve ending in my body is suddenly on high alert. I gasp as my back arches, and my mouth falls open to accept his kiss. He sucks my lower lip hungrily and whispers, “That’s it. Come for me.”
“I—Lance!” I cry out as my orgasm rocks me. His fingers move in and out, up and down, coaxing me higher and higher until I can’t take it any longer, and I slump over into his arms, my womanhood contracting with each breath I take.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he purrs into my ear. “Especially when you’re coming.”
“I—that was incredible…” My entire body is like a globe of heat. I’m suddenly aware of his tense, taut body against mine. I can feel his muscles pressed up against me and realize I’m not just wet down there; I’m also starting to salivate. Like I want something in my mouth.
“Oh, it was,” he replies. “But we’re nowhere near done yet.”
FAITH
AS LANCE TUGS my skirt down and over my hips, I take a deep breath and realize I’ve lost. Whatever battle it was I was trying to win with him, it’s over now. I’m his. Completely his.
Fresh pleasure stabs at my chest as my skirt falls to the floor, and Lance gruffly spreads my legs apart with his knee. I still have my panties on, but they’re pulled to the side. As he slides a hand up my sweater, he growls like a dog. “Fuck, I’ve been dying to see these ever since you first walked into the office.”
I’m still humming from my orgasm, so when his fingers find my nipple and squeeze, I cry out. “Lance!”
“Yes, baby,” he growls. “Let me see those beautiful breasts of yours.”
He tugs my sweater and bra up at the same time and exposes me to him. I’m shy, but only for a moment; when I see the look in his eyes, I’m flushed with pride. I’m turning him on. It’s an amazing realization, and all I want to do is please him.
“Perfect. Fuck. Fucking perfect.”
To my surprise, Lance pops the button on his pants and tugs his zipper down. I thought he would at least do a little more foreplay or something, but his eyes are blazing and it’s clear he won’t be stopped. When I see what he pulls out though…my chest goes tight.
No…that’s not possible.
His cock is the size of my forearm. Bigger maybe.
And as thick as my wrist. Thicker maybe.
If I was salivating before, I’m drooling now. But at the same time, I want to close my legs and run. There’s no way that’s fitting inside of me!
“Lance—”
“I know.” He smiles as he threads his fingers in my hair. “It’s big. But you can take it. And you’re going to. And you know what else? You’re going to love it.”
The next thing I know, I’m down on my knees in front of him. He kicks his pants off and takes a proud, tall stance before me, presenting his manhood to me. I drink it in with my eyes—from the thick shaft to the long vein running up to the swollen tip, to his balls, taut and so masculine.
“Your lemon drops may be sweet, baby,” he purrs. “But let me give you something that tastes so sweet. Now open up.”
I do as I’m told, and not just because he’s my boss, but because I’m dying for it.