Bred By the CEO

Darius took control, and then it made so much sense to her. He wanted to do this for the two of them.

He opened the button and slid down the zipper before moving into his briefs and easing out his hard length.

The tip already glistened with pre-cum, and she watched, mesmerized as he ran his hand up and down his erection. He seemed to pulse within his own hands, and even expand. Nibbling on her lip, she wanted to taste him, to feel him filling her throat. In a way, she felt it was her way of claiming him, making him hers.

“Open those beautiful lips.”

She did without any hesitation.

Darius slowly fed her his cock, ordering her to close her mouth and not to use her teeth, to suck him down, nice and deep. When he hit the back of her throat, she tried not to gag, but it was impossible. He was so wide, so large. She loved the silky feel of him as he glided across her tongue. She closed her eyes, but he wrapped his fingers in her hair, tilting her head back and forcing her to look at him.

She loved it when he told her to look at him. To know whose cock was in her mouth. It was highly erotic. So consuming. She loved it. Every inch of him.

He set the pace, keeping his grip on her hair as he guided her over his length. She never averted her gaze, seeing how her lips were making him lose control, driving him crazy and wild with everything she was doing. It was addictive. She couldn’t get enough of him, of this, of them.

She’d never felt this way about another man before. Darius was her boss. She had broken all her rules to never get involved with a coworker.

“Oh, fuck, Rose, you feel so good. So fucking good.” He groaned, and the grip he had on her hair seemed to tighten even more. This time, as he hit the back of her throat, she tried to swallow all of him, to not let go, to suck him in deep.

She gagged, and Darius immediately withdrew.

“I’m not going to be able to last. Squeeze my thigh if you don’t want me to come down this throat,” he said.

Rose moved her hands away from his thighs, holding his hips instead.

“Oh, fuck me!”

She felt his cock jerk, and then the flood of his release as he hit her mouth, and she swallowed him, drinking him down and tasting the salty essence of him.

****

Darius straightened his cuff and then glanced in the mirror to make sure he looked the part for tonight’s auction dinner. He wasn’t in a good mood, not even a little bit. He’d gotten word from an acquaintance that his father was going to the auction tonight. Darius had been tempted to cancel, but to do that would admit defeat, and he’d never do that, not even if it meant pleasing his father.

They hadn’t been on speaking terms for quite some time. He couldn’t stand his father or his ideals. The man was old school. Couldn’t even stand the idea that women would want to work or that they had a right to fight for a job.

Running a hand down his face, he tried to clear his mind, but nothing was going to work. Not now.

At the soft, feminine throat clearing, he turned, and his heart nearly stopped as he stared at Rose dressed in a gorgeous, deep-red gown that hugged her curves to perfection. All eyes were going to be on her tonight.

“What do you think?” Rose asked.

After she’d sucked his cock and drained every last drop of his cum, she hadn’t wanted to try on different gowns or interact with the assistant. It had been cute to see how embarrassed she was. As for him, he’d been completely relaxed. Of course, when they’d gone back to the office, he’d given it an hour for her to compose herself before calling her into his office. There, he’d lifted her onto his desk, pushed the tight skirt up to her hips, and feasted on her sweet cunt. Hearing his name filling the room as she rode his face had been a fucking dream. One he didn’t want to wake up from.

When it came to Rose, he wanted it all.

His cum had been wasted spilling down her throat when he wanted to fill her cunt with all of him. To knock her up. To have a hold on her so she couldn’t ever leave.

These feelings terrified him. He wasn’t used to such carnal desires to have someone with him.

“I don’t know if the silence is good or bad?”

“It’s good. So very good.”

She smiled. “Don’t you think it’s a little tight?” She put her hand on her stomach.

“No.” He moved toward her, wrapping his arms around her waist and tugging her close. “I’m going to enjoy taking it off you tonight.”