Three Bosses' Assistant (Love by Numbers 2)

“Do you want to come up?” she asked, breathless.

“Yes,” I replied. She had no idea just how badly I wanted to.

A blip in time passed between us being in my car and us being in her bed. We were making out, fully-clothed, because we couldn’t tear ourselves away from one another long enough to do anything else. It was only when she rolled me onto my back so that she could start to undo the button on my pants that I even came to terms with what was happening. The most beautiful woman I’d ever been out with was straddling me, her slender hands tickling my shaft as they worked to free it. I wouldn’t be surprised to learn I’d died at some point and was in my dream world.

She got the button undone and shoved her hand under the hem of my pants and my boxers and gripped my dick. Her hands were warm and started to stroke. I slid my hands up her back to unzip her dress. She was an extravagantly wrapped present. The trimmings look so good, you almost feel bad undoing them, but then you remember what’s inside.

I pulled her dress free from her torso, and her pert, c-cup breasts bounced free, without even a bra to hold them back. I squeezed them each, loving the way she squeaked as I did so. I flicked at her nipples a few times before sitting up to suck on them.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” she whimpered.

She moaned and pushed at my pants until she could pull my cock out. We were zero-to-sixty, likely because we wanted each other so badly. Foreplay would have to take a back seat as Sascha guided my dick to her pussy and slid herself down over. Her heat enveloped me, and even I couldn’t stop from letting a moan escape my lips.

“Trakhni menya,” I growled. She was gripping me tightly and was slick from the excitement. The feeling was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.

She started to ride me in earnest, grinding her hips back and forth, switching to rising up and down and then repeating the process. I took hold of her hips and dug my heels into her bed and used it as leverage to thrust up into her. “Oh, fuck!” She cried out, her hands flying to my back for support. Her nails dug into my skin and drove me even crazier. I grunted, and took hold of her back and flipped her so she was under me. I hurried working my button-up off my body, leaving my bare torso free. She ran her hands over my abs and licked her lips. I hooked one of her legs over my shoulder and lined my cock up to her entrance.

She shifted her pelvis, trying desperately to get at my cock. I kept it perched just outside, partly to keep myself from coming, but mostly to tease her.

“Fuck me, Ian,” she whined.

I took a bite of her neck, sucking it in the wake of my teeth sinking in. “I don’t know. How badly do you want it?”

She ran her hands through her hair, raising her sex appeal 1000%. “So bad,” she responded, her eyes flared with desperate need.

“I don’t know that I’m convinced,” I murmured.

Sascha mewled, still shifting her body in search of any friction. “Please, Ian. Please shove your big cock into me and fuck me.”

It was music to my ears. I had many toys at home and lots of experience with teasing women who were willing to play my games. I prayed that I would get to flex some of that experience with her. Not to get too sidetracked from the goal at hand, I shoved my dick all the way inside of her in one fell swoop and went back to work slamming into her.

“Yes!” she cried out.

“Tvoya kiska chuvstvuyet sebya tak khorosho, milaya,” I responded.

She pulled on my back as hard as she could. “I’m gonna—”

Her words disappeared behind a moan and I could feel the walls of her pussy convulsing with an orgasm. It felt so good, I was near to losing myself, but I didn’t want it to end so quickly. I slowed my pace. Looking down at her, eyes blown out, hair a mess all over her head and her mouth slightly open, I felt like I was taking my first drag of a new drug, one I’d definitely be developing an addiction to. I set my thumb on top of her engorged clit and rubbed. She shuddered beneath me, crying out with pleasure as I timed my ministrations, stroking into her at a pace that allowed me to feel every bit of her.

She took her breasts into her own hands and squeezed and clamped down on my dick even more. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer even being deliberate about dragging it out. I picked up the pace, rubbing her clit and fucking her with fervor, loving the way she knocked her head back and whimpered out for me to do more. Finally, a warmth gathered around my stomach and thighs and started to crawl towards my dick, I took a few more brave strokes and then pulled myself out just in time to send my seed splashing over her dress, as she moaned out another loud orgasm.