That Ass Is Mine

She licked her lips, and finally, after a few seconds of hesitation, slowly started to remove her clothes.

He’d never hire her to strip in his club. Her movements were jerky and there was no fluidity to her strip. Besides, he didn’t want anyone else to see what only he wanted, all to himself.

Once she stepped out of her jeans, he had to move to adjust himself. Every single part of her was all woman. Thick, juicy thighs. She turned, and this time, he groaned. The panties molded to her perfect ass, and it made him ache for more of her.

Touching himself, he continued to watch her, enjoying the view. When she got to her bra and panties, she covered herself with her arms, or at least attempted to as best she could.

“Take everything off and don’t you ever fucking dare try to cover yourself in my company.”

“Sarge?”

He heard the quiver in her voice and it cut him to his fucking soul. Getting to his feet, he closed the distance between them, took hold of her hand, and placed it right over his cock. “You feel that?” he asked.

Her eyes went a little wide.

“Yeah, you feel that. I’m so fucking hard for you right now I can’t even think straight. Do as I tell you, or I will have no choice but to spank this fuckable ass.” For good measure, he reached behind her and squeezed the cheeks so she knew he meant business, which he did. “Now, get naked and no hiding.”

He stepped back and worked on the buckle of his belt, opening it up.

Keeping his gaze on her, he waited to see if she’d follow through with his directions. When she did, he smiled, and damn. Talia was every bit he imagined and then more. She had a nice, rounded stomach, thick thighs, large tits, and suckable nipples. Every part of her was a turn-on to him.

After kicking off his boots, he removed his clothes quickly.

She released a gasp when he stood before her completely naked.

“You don’t waste any time, do you?” she asked.

“I’m not the kind of guy with time to waste. You’ve got to learn, Talia, to have anything in this life, you’ve got to take it.” He stepped toward her, drawing her naked body to his. “And you, Talia, for as long as I say so, are now mine.” He held on to her ass, not knowing how much time he’d need to take his fill of this woman.

****

She was naked in front of Sarge.

Skin to skin.

Heat filled her body. All of it as his cock pressed against her stomach. She couldn’t think.

The way he held on to her ass, his touch, it set her on fire.

All too soon, he stepped back and his fingers traced down toward her stomach.

“Are you wet for me, Talia?” he asked.

She nodded her head.

Down his hand went, going toward the apex of her thighs. She spread her legs, giving him plenty of room to play with her. When he touched her clit, she cried out, a little taken aback by the sudden hit of pleasure.

She hadn’t been expecting that.

“You’re soaking wet, Talia. I think you’re going to enjoy being mine.” He nibbled on her ear, and again, his touch was gone. “I want you to sit in the chair, put your ass on the edge, spread your legs on either side.”

She looked at the chair he pointed at and was a little shocked. She’d be open and exposed. No part of her could hide.

There was no time for hesitation as Sarge put some music on. She sat in the chair as soft notes filled the air. Not what she expected from him. She imagined Sarge loving rock music or heavy metal. Not classical.

He leaned against the wall as she sat back. This angle opened her up, making her vulnerable.

When he gripped his cock and began to massage the length, she was surprised.

“Touch yourself for me.”

This was … embarrassing. She’d only ever touched herself in the dark. Never to an audience. He was pushing her boundaries, and she didn’t know if she liked that or not.

She slid a hand between her thighs, touching her clit. At the first stroke of her pussy, she closed her eyes. She was wetter than she’d ever been.

“Open your eyes. You’ve got to look at me the entire time. I’m right here, Talia. Nowhere else.”

She focused on him as she continued to touch her pussy. He was still working his cock.

“You know, Danny was right,” he said, surprising her.

“He was?”

“I watched you. I’ve been watching you since you first came to me for a job.” He stopped touching his cock and moved closer. He slapped her hand and she immediately moved it out of the way. “You need to learn how to touch this pussy properly.” His hands went to her knees and he knelt in front of her. “But first, I’m going to have a little taste.”