Boss of Mine

Manu's fingers begin to push my pants down over my hips. I wriggle my waist, helping them down. I step out of them and kick them away. He pulls his mouth off mine and looks down at my body.

“Fuck, that's sexy as hell. Too bad you won't be able to wear these panties ever again.” He rips them off my body, splitting the fabric in two. A slick smile spreads on his face as he holds the tattered material in his hand. “Hope these weren't your favorite.”

“It doesn't matter if they were, does it?”

“Nope, they were coming off this way because I can't wait one more second. I need to fuck you.”

He splits my legs apart with his knee as he unbuttons his pants. With his hands still firmly gripping my wrists, he spins me around so I'm facing the wall. My cheek is pressing against the cold paint, and my ass is pushed out, legs spread wide.

I feel his tip against my pussy. He rubs it up and down over my lips, pushing between the folds and teasing the entrance. I'm soaking wet. My arousal slicks his engorged tip, making it slippery.

“You want to feel that inside you?” he asks. His mouth is right next to my ear, and he runs his tongue over the shell. “Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

“Fuck me,” I say. My hips are rolling, rocking, and trying to force him inside. I can't take it. I need him in me. I need to feel him fuck me hard and deep.

In one firm thrust, he drives his cock inside. My walls stretch to their limit, clit pulsing as his length seems to go on forever. His tip slams against the back of my pussy, making me cry out with pleasure.

“Sing for me, Ronda,” he growls, holding my wrists tighter as he thrusts his cock in and out of my body. “Let me hear that sweet voice of yours.”

“Mm, Manu,” I groan as my eyes snap closed and I struggle to catch my breath. “Harder, fuck me harder.”

Releasing my hands, he grabs my hips and pulls me back. I plant open palms on the wall and arch my back so my ass lifts higher. My legs are open as wide as they can go, and my cheek is pressed against the wall.

Manu digs his fingers into my hips, holding onto me tightly as he slams his cock in so hard his balls slap my pussy. The sound of skin smacking skin echoes around us. His hand moves off my hip, and slips up the center of my back, tracing my spine. He curls his hand in my hair and tugs my head back.

“You're so fucking tight,” he says, drawing his cock back slowly. I can feel his massive length as it swells and pulses. “God, your pussy feels good.”

My scalp burns as he pulls my hair. A shiver runs from my neck down my back, making all my muscles tense at once. I can feel the orgasm building. My pussy is pulsing and throbbing, and my belly is starting to clench.

“Fuck, holy fuck,” I groan, grinding my hips back to his base. “Yes, like that, just like that.” The burning in my scalp becomes a rush of tingles as the orgasm bursts like a bubble.

Goosebumps erupt down my body, covering my skin and making the hair stand on end. My nipples are hard and tender as they rub the inside of my shirt. Manu slips his hand under my shirt and grabs my tit. Pinching my nipple, he twists it between the pads of his fingers, rolling it back and forth.

His cock thickens inside me. I can feel his length as it stiffens and pulses. With one final thrust, he comes. Hot cum fills my pussy. I can feel it as it drips out of my entrance and slicks his shaft.

Manu's fingers are still tangled in my hair. He pulls my head back, and whispers against my ear. “Ronda, I—”

My body jerks awake, and I sit up straight in bed. The covers tumble off my body. I'm sweating. I can feel it as it drips down my temples. The room is still dark, and I'm breathing heavy.

That was just a dream. . . Just a dream.

I run my hands through my hair and down over my face. I can still feel the orgasm as if it's real. My body is still alive, the tingles still fresh and new. My pussy is pulsing, and my heart is racing.

Did I just have a real orgasm from a dream?

Is that even possible?

I fall back down, my head hitting the pillow that's damp from sweat from my overheated body. I don't know how I'm going to survive at work.

How am I going to look him in the eyes tomorrow after this?