Possessive Boss

“You are a good girl,” he says. “You’re a very good girl.”

“I want to be.”

“Good. We’ll do this together, you and me.”

I take his cock in my mouth and suck him. He growls his pleasure and I lose my self in the act of making him feel good. I suck him hard, breasts bouncing, his cock moving in and out of my mouth, deep into my throat, back out again. I keep going as his hands press me down, grip my hair, make me take him. I keep going, needing it, needing him so badly it almost hurts.

He growls as I suck him. He growls his pleasure before pulling me back and sitting on the couch. He drags me on top of him and I spread my legs wide, straddling him, feeling his cock slide deep inside.

I moan as I ride him, moan his name, feel the pleasure he can give me. He kisses me, pulls my hair, thrusts deep inside and fucks me as my breasts bounce and sweat beads on my skin. I ride him for I don’t know how long, it doesn’t matter, I’ve lost track of time and space. There’s only him, only his cock, only his pleasure. I bite his lip when I kiss him and he spanks my ass nice and hard. He’ll leave a mark but I like it, need it, want it.

I want that mark. I want to feel him every time I walk, every time I move. I want that beautiful ache between my legs when I close my eyes and think about him.

He pulls my hair. “I don’t know how I managed without you,” he growls in my ear. “This fucking pussy sliding up and down my cock. You’re so slick and beautiful, my little Valerie.”

“You managed just fine before me.”

He laughs softly and grabs my ass hard. “Maybe. But without this release.” He kisses me hard.

I ride him slowly and look into his eyes. He looks back and I can see the desire there, but I can see more than that, too. I see devotion, need, lust. I see how badly he wants to protect me, keep me safe. I’m his to use as he pleases, as he needs.

I know it, and I love it.

He growls and buries himself inside of me. I shiver and kiss him, tasting his lips, feeling his thick cock between my legs. I shimmy my hips and move them in slow circles, moving as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm. He’s so big, so thick, and taking him deep inside stretches me to my breaking point.

I move back as he grabs me with a slight growl. He pushes me aside, gets me down on the couch on all fours, my ass in the air. He spanks me hard and slides his cock inside of me again, filling me from behind. I moan and move back against him, riding his shaft, wanting every inch of him deep inside.

I love the way he groans. The sound is full of joy and pleasure. I want more of those groans, those growls, those grunts. I want it all from him, every bit of pleasure and happy joy he can give me. I push back against him, bucking and riding him, letting his cock take me, his strong hands take me. He’s so big, so muscular, he easily controls and dominates.

He slaps my ass hard and grabs my hair. I lean back and let him tease my breasts as he kisses me over my shoulder. His fingers move around my hips to roll along my clit, sending shivers of intense pleasure all over my body. I love the way he teases me, the way he touches me. It’s like he knows what I need the instant I need it, like he reads my body like a book, hears my moans like a prayer.

He keeps going, fucking me harder, my breasts shaking as he pushes me down. I bury my face in the cushion and let him have me, let him take me. I moan into the fabric, my cries muffled by it. I say his name over and over, panting it, groaning it. “Oh, god, Jacob,” I gasp as he rubs my clit and fucks me faster. “Oh, god, yes.”

I can feel it building deep between my legs. I want it, need it so badly. He keeps going, fucking me mercilessly, making me all his. I gasp and turn my head, looking back at him, spreading my legs wider as he thrusts deeper. It hits my spot just right, hits it over and over again. I have to struggle to stay in position, it feels good.

My body shakes and rocks. I’m lost to myself, lost to the moment. There’s only Jacob and his strong hands, his rough body, his thick cock. There’s only him, taking me, pushing me, making me fall deeper into him. I gasp, tossing my hair back. He catches it in his hand and pulls hard, making me moan loud, pleasure and pain warring all over me.