Millionaire Boss (Freeman Brothers 1)

My nipples were hard and erect, and he took one into his mouth immediately. I moaned at the warmth and strength of his tongue on my body and arched backward, letting one hand drop to his crotch. I massaged his cock through his slacks and reached for his zipper, pulling it down in one motion and biting my lower lip. Eagerly I slid my fingers inside and found my prize. Grabbing his shaft, I pulled his long, thick cock out of his pants and wrapped my fingers around it, stroking him.

He had moved his mouth to my other breast, massaging the first with his hands, but now he moved a trail of kisses down my stomach. Kneeling on the floor, he reached up and grasped the lacy white panties I wore underneath the sundress and pulled them off before flinging them aside. I opened myself to him, prepared for him to take me there, but he stayed on his knees. Pulling my hips toward him, he dove down into my core, his tongue sweeping over me and eliciting a gasp. I lay back and rested my thighs on his shoulders as he explored me with his mouth and then a finger. At first it gently pushed into my wet pussy, but when he felt how ready for him that I was, he plunged it in, and his tongue found my clit. I writhed on the desk, and my legs clasped over his head as he lavished me with attention, and I felt the wave of an incredible orgasm crashing down over me.

With my legs shaking and my body twisted and clutched in the throes of a climax, he stood, keeping a thumb pressed into my pearl. I closed my eyes and focused on the sensation of the head of his cock brushing against my opening. He pressed the tip into me, covering it with my slick juices, and moved forward. I clutched the side of the desk with one hand and the back with the other as he slowly slid the rest of his thick, throbbing cock into me. I tried to cry out, but the sound wouldn’t come, and I stayed with my mouth open as he entered me fully, stretching me and bringing me to the line between pleasure and pain. He held himself there for a moment, letting me adjust to him, to mold myself around him, and then he slid back and then even deeper inside of me.

His thumb continued to press into my clit, but now it swirled ever so gently, and the other hand cupped my breast, mimicking the motion on my nipple. He began a rhythm, first just easily sliding deep into me, but then increasing his speed so he was slamming into me, pushing against my walls and making me cry out with every thrust. My legs wrapped around him, and my ankles crossed as he fucked me, and I lost myself in my senses. His dark, sultry musk filled my nose as he hovered over me, hungrily taking my breast into his mouth, and I let one hand fill with his hair.

Suddenly, his hands reached around me, one cupping my ass and the other in the center of my back as he lifted me into the air. Guiding me with his hand, he kept me bouncing on him as he stood, and I felt weightless in his strong arms. I let one leg drop to the ground to take some of my weight off him, but let the other curl around him as he started plunging into me again, his cock filling me in ways I had never imagined. But he broke our embrace, stepping back, and I felt the emptiness of my body when he was no longer inside me. I was about to protest when he took me by my shoulders and turned me. Pushing me down into my desk, he bent me over it, and I eagerly positioned myself for him again.

His cock slid along the crack of my ass and settled at my opening before thrusting back into me. I let out a yelp of pleasure at the new sensation, and my eyes rolled back as the impending climax began to build. His thrusts were faster now, more needful, more animalistic as he took me, dominated me, and pressed me down into the desk. One hand slid up my neck and grabbed a handful of hair while the other wrapped around one of my breasts and massaged as he slammed into me. He was curled over me, and I was lost in my orgasm, incapable of thought other than pleasure, of sound other than moans, and his voice broke through. A deep growl as he got faster, harder, more intense. The sexiness of that sound drove me deeper into the unfathomable orgasm, and I cried out again. His voice matched mine, and his body locked up, thrusting one last time deep into me as he came hard. A few more pumps of his hips let him spill into me, and my body milked him empty.