I can’t argue with that. I jerk my shirt open, buttons flying everywhere. I pull the material off and sling it to the floor. She’s already pushing my white T-shirt up my body, and I pull it the rest of the way off. Her hands are all over my chest. I pull her flush against me, enjoying the feeling of her breasts pressed firmly against me.
I lean down, kissing down her neck and not stopping until I’m suckling her hardened nipple. Her hands are on my bare shoulders, and she’s digging her nails into my skin. I suck in a breath at the pain she inflicts on me. It hurts... so good.
I slide a hand between us, stroking a long finger through her wet, swollen folds. She moans, rising on her tiptoes. My finger pumps in and out of her. “You’re ready, aren’t you, baby?”
She whimpers as I go a little deeper.
I know I have a mess in my pants. I can feel the sticky precum coating my shaft. I pull away from her, releasing her and stepping out of her reach.
Her eyes fly open. “No! Don’t do this to me, Daniel. You say I’m yours... well you’re mine, and that means when I want it... I get it.”
The possessive tone of her voice has my hips thrusting forward. I’m so ready to be inside her. I pull up the chair behind me. I pull my pants and underwear down to my ankles and sit down in the chair. My erect cock is sticking straight up between us. I grab her hand in case she tries to get away. Not that I’d let her, but just in case. "You want it? Come and get it."
Her mouth falls open as she stares at my long, thick girth. With a lick of her lips, she drops, almost landing on her knees. I catch her and pull her up onto my lap. “You’ll not kneel on this floor, Sara.”
She looks surprised. “But I want to taste you.”
I cup her jaw. “There will be plenty of time for that, but I made a promise to protect you, and you resting your bare knees on this dirty floor is not protecting you.”
She starts to argue with me, but I stop her with a kiss. Just a quick one before pulling back and looking at her. “I told you that I’d protect you. There’s no maybe or chances I’m going to take... If I think something might hurt you, it’s not going to happen.”
She reaches down between us and wraps her hand around me. “Even if...”
I shake my head. “Even for my pleasure. I’d love to have your mouth on me, but we have time for that. Tonight it’s all about you.”
She scoots up, straddling my lap. I put my hands on her bare ass and pull her to me. My cock rests between her opened thighs, her juices coating my shaft and balls. She’s primed and ready as she settles against me. I'm so close. I’m not even inside her yet and I’m ready to shoot my load.
I reach between us, lifting her up and positioning my cock at her entrance. I draw it back and forth along the seam of her lips, coating her wetness along my shaft. Her hips shimmy and shake over top of me, and when she starts to slide down the length of me, I hold my breath. She's tight. So damn tight.
Chapter11
Sara
For weeks I've imagined this. I’ve dreamed about being with Mr. Tate, or I guess I should call him Daniel since I’m sitting on his lap, his dick inching into me. I slide slowly down the length of him, his cock stretching me. This is so forbidden. Not only is he my boss, but he’s older than me, and I know he should be off-limits, but I have no control when it comes to him.
I’m panting, almost afraid to take him completely. As I hover over him, he talks to me in a soft voice, urging me on. “I promise I’ll make it good for you, Sara.”
But I still don’t move.
His hand moves to my cheek, bringing my face up to his. “Look at me.”
I blink and look at him with wide eyes. “I...”
I’m about to tell him I can’t do it, but he shakes his head. “Do you trust me?”
I nod instantly. How could I not trust him? He’s protective and maybe a little overbearing, but he’d never hurt me.
His eyes drill into mine. “Say the words.”
I let out a puff of air as I slide just a little lower. “Yes. I trust you.”
He nods. “Good girl.”
And that right there is my undoing. I slide the rest of the way down his length, pushing down so he breaks the barrier keeping us apart. I grunt at the flash of pain and hold myself tightly against him.
He searches my face. “You okay?”
I tilt my hips and rock a little. “Yeah... but I want to move.”