Grumpy Boss

“I think you’re using sex to distract me.”

“And it’s working.” I kissed her, but she pushed me back against the seat. I smirked as she reached down and unbuckled my belt. Another awkward shuffle, but my pants came down, and my cock struggled against my boxer briefs. She stroked me, one hand down, the other supporting herself against my seat.

“Tell me how you feel,” she whispered in my ear, breath hot against my skin.

“I feel angry,” I said, grunting a little as she stroked me faster. “I feel angry that all this is happening.”

“Good,” she said and I moved my fingers between her legs again, making her gasp with pleasure. “I want more.”

I teased her clit, moving to the rhythm she set on my cock. “I’m mad about my company, and all the rumors that keep circulating, as if anyone knows who I am. I’m made the media never bothers to ask me if the rumors are true.”

“More,” she moaned.

“I’m mad that I’m on the edge of failure,” I said, and she kissed me.

“More,” she said, biting my lower lip. “Tell me.”

“I’m mad my past keeps coming back to ruin my life,” I said, and she tugged at my boxer briefs, getting them down. I pushed aside her panties and pressed my tip against her soaking, warm slit, and she arched her back just so, barely avoiding the horn as she slowly slid down my length.

I groaned and stared into her eyes, and for one second, our game stopped, and we both fell into the wet, perfect, incredible moment of my cock filling her completely, root to tip, every inch of her spread and swollen with me.

“More,” she whispered, and started to ride me, back moving, ass sliding up and down, pleasure rocking through my world as I held her hips, slapped her ass, and let her take the lead, moving with her.

“I’m mad people keep leaving me,” I said through clenched teeth, barely able to concentrate for the pleasure, for Millie riding my cock in the street in front of Desmond’s house, where anyone could walk past, and neither of us cared, since none of it mattered, not with her straddling me and my cock deep inside of her and pleasure, god damn, so much pleasure, her body and her breath and her lips and her teeth and her tongue, all of it driving me, pushing me, making my mind spun with delight and incredible bliss.

“More,” she groaned, throwing her hair back, moving faster, panting now, the car rocking softly on its suspension.

“I’m mad at all my friends, at everyone around me, for giving up and walking away, for being more worried about their own fucking bottoms lines to give a fuck about anything, for being vapid, for being shallow, for being pretentious mother fuckers, and I hate them, all of them.” I gripped her hair, letting my anger flow then, and she gasped, a smile on her lips, showing teeth, her tongue rolling out slightly, pink in the light, and she went faster, her hips strong and incredible.

“More,” she gasped, leaning forward, her hair falling down between us like a curtain, and the world went away, there was only Millie on my cock and her eyes in front of mine and her breath on my lips and her taste on my tongue.

“I’m mad I didn’t take you sooner,” I said, and kissed her. “I’m mad I didn’t fuck you the first day we met because I knew right then that I wanted you, and I’ve wanted you ever day since, and I’m mad I waited and waited, and lost so much time, and I’m mad I’m not spending every second inside of you, up in the plane as we travel, in the car, in the hotel, back in my office, I’m mad I’m not fucking you and pulling your hair then holding you and telling you how beautiful you are, how you make me wake up and wonder where you are and what you’re thinking, how when I’m hungry, I’m hungry for you, and fuck, I’m mad I don’t make you come every day, twice a day, as often as you want it.”

She gasped and we moved together in a furious, gorgeous rhythm and there was nothing, nothing, but her and me, my cock inside of her, the warmth and beautiful pleasure, bliss and bliss, and I kept going, growling, and she kept moaning, whispered my name, no more games, no more, only her and me, and her back arched as she gasped, and I felt her coming, her body tensing against mine, then she leaned forward, biting down on my shoulder, and I kept going, her moans stifled but her back and ass shivered as she came, and it was the most perfect thing I’d ever seen, better than I could’ve guessed, and it tossed me over the edge into a place I’d never been before—somewhere happy, and good, and safe, and I came inside of her, came deep and knew it wouldn’t be the last, not if I had to give everything up, it wouldn’t be the last.