I didn't respond, even though I could say the same thing. Instead, I let my actions tell my story and moved my hands to the front of his pants where his rock hard cock pressed against the dark fabric. I palmed him, eager to know if what I'd seen through the towel a short time before had been true or wishful thinking.
It only took one touch to tell me I'd underestimated how well hung he was. God, I wanted nothing more than to have my boss fill me up with that incredible cock.
He moaned as I slowly slid my hand down over him, my movement encouraging him to continue his exploration under my skirt. I didn't have to wait long for him to go exactly where I wanted him to, and the first touch of his fingertip to my pussy sent an electric shock through my body, making it come alive.
In a rush, he slid one finger and then two into me, their size easing into my body with the help of how wet I already was. His thumb pressed against my needy clit, and he began to finger fuck me. It felt incredible, but I wanted what he kept in his pants more.
Tugging his zipper open, I slid my hand in and found his cock ready for me. I pulled back his boxer briefs and finally saw up close what I'd fantasized about since last week. Long and thick, his cock stood ramrod straight and waiting for the attention it deserved.
He slid his fingers out of me, and in one smooth motion, lifted my skirt to my waist and me into the air. I hurried to move my panties off to the side, wishing I had forgotten to wear them that morning, and in one slow movement, he filled me completely.
"Pull your legs up to take all of me," he groaned.
I looked down in amazement and saw the last few inches of his cock outside me. Shocked, I did as he ordered and watched as the thick bottom of his shaft sunk inside my body. I didn't know how, but I didn't care because it felt so fucking good.
He held me in his arms, and I clung to his neck as he moved us backward toward the door. I felt the coolness of the wood against my skin, and then a second later, he began pumping into me. My boss, that polite and professional guy who I'd thought about in the most impure ways, fucked like an animal.
And I loved it.
With every thrust into my body, his cock touched parts of me that no man had ever reached before. Waves of the most delicious sensations washed over me each time his cock grazed those spots deep inside me. I'd never been with anyone who made my body come alive like this.
It wasn't romantic or sweet in the least. It was base and purely physical to the point that I didn't think I'd last long before I came. I wanted to put it off and enjoy this sensual moment for all it was worth, but his cock hitting one special spot made that impossible.
Pressing his head against the door, he grunted and that was it. My release raced through me, and my body surrendered completely to him. I pulled my legs up even further as something instinctive inside me knew to, and my orgasm exploded a second time just moments later.
He sagged against me a minute later after he came with one last hard thrust into me. Breathing hard, he kissed the shell of my ear, covering the side of my head in hot breath as he practically panted.
"That was fucking incredible," he said in a low voice.
I didn't know what to call what we'd just done. Incredible. Unbelievable. Fantastic. All those words ran through my head as I tried to get a grasp on what just happened.
Mr. Tanchen, my very attractive and well-built boss who I'd thought would fire me after my workplace faux pas, had just fucked me like no other man had ever done. I honestly didn't have a lot of experience in that area, having only a handful of boyfriends in my entire life and a singular one-night stand, but from everything I knew, everything I'd heard my friends say, and everything I'd read about sex, my boss was one phenomenal lover.
I wanted to tell him how much I enjoyed what we'd done, but I couldn't find the words. Needing to say something, I squeaked out, "Mr. Tanchen, I feel like I should tell you I don't do this. Ever."
Still holding me under my thighs, he leaned back and smiled. "I think you can call me Mark. We just had mind-blowing sex, so it feels like first names are appropriate. Since I'm still inside you, having you call me by the name people use for my father feels extra wrong."
My face felt like someone set it on fire from inside as a blush raced to my cheeks. I didn't know why anything he said made me feel bashful since he was right—his cock still filled my pussy even at that moment—but suddenly I felt shy.
I lowered my head and nodded. "Okay. Mark. The rest of what I said still stands. I don't go around doing this kind of thing."
"Fucking men who've been checking you out for over a week?" he said with a smile in his voice.
Looking up, I saw a silly look on his face. Why was he grinning like that?
"No, I don't usually do this with them either."
"Well, I'm glad you did. Not that I gave you much choice there. I guess I should have warned you that I'm a little wild when it comes to sex. Once I start into it, I'm like a man possessed. Then again, if I had told you that, you probably would have wondered why I was being so unprofessional."
His confession charmed me, and I smiled shyly. "I thought when I wiped the grease off your chin was so unprofessional that you were going to fire me."
As much as I didn't want him to, Mark slid out of me and set me on my feet as he tucked his cock back into his pants. Looking at me as he did it, he said, "To be honest, that's what made me think I should make a move. But I didn't plan on any of this. I swear I didn't plan this. This all just sort of happened."
Ordinarily, I might have been insulted by a man saying that about our first time together, but no truer words had been spoken between us. Now what would happen next was the question.
Chapter Four
Mark