Reaching the couch, I’m down to nothing but my underwear and bra. Throughout getting down the small set of carpeted stairs and across the living room, I’ve managed to dispatch my shoes, socks, belt buckle, pants, and shirt. They’re all around the room as if I’ve already had wild sex, not just been preparing myself for it.
By the time I turn around to sit on the couch, Tommy’s there. He pushes me down on the couch, but not before taking my last bit of clothing from me — my underwear and bra, marveling at my breasts and hips.
Chapter Forty-Six
Tommy
Melissa’s body is everything I dreamed it would be, and more. It’s on the small side compared to mine, but it’s still a force to be reckoned with. It is a thing of beauty. Perfect curves. Perfect shape to her breasts. Perfect pussy.
She opens her legs a bit wider, letting me get a closer look at her lower lips and opening. They are pink and wet with moisture, letting me know that she wants me just as much as I want her. And I do want her. I want her badly, and roughly. I want her to do everything that I order.
I drop to my knees in front of this majestic, once-in-a-lifetime sight and begin sucking on her clit. I get my saliva over every inch of her lower lips, imagining what they’re going to feel like wrapped around my cock. I imagine what every inch of my cock is going to do inside her when it starts to stretch and stroke places I’ve literally only dreamed of touching.
Until now. Until today.
As I’m moving my lips and tongue up and down her slit, being sure to give special attention to her clit, I hear Melissa gasp. She sucks in a breath that’s so swift and intense, she actually jerks under it and spasms, like she’s had the air punched out of her. Instead of moaning uncomfortably, she whines sweetly and softly.
That sound is so soft and sweet, it drives me to lick and suck her more. I travel up and down her folds with more speed and dedication than before. As I do, I make my own noises of pleasure and contentment. And it’s not to make her feel better. It’s not as any part of an “act” or anything. She really does taste and feel good to me — to my mouth and my tongue.
On one of my trips up her soft, silky slit, I decide to brush her with my fingers. She shivers under my touch. Knowing that I am pleasing her, I lick one of my fingers, covering it with my spit, and rub it all around her, in preparation for more. She moans as I slip the finger inside of her, touching the soft walls of her pussy, caressing them till I find the one spot that holds all her pleasure. I rub over her g-spot over and over, fucking her hard with my finger.
As I’m pumping Melissa’s pussy with my wet, slick hand, I whisper, “Do you like the way your boss treats you, pet? Do you like the way he is rewarding you after he was being so mean and holding out on you in the car?” As these words pass my lips, my dick clenches. The muscles deep inside it quake, thirsting for a taste of her.
“Yes,” says Melissa quietly, opening her eyes just a bit to look at me. She’s had them closed during most of this process, but now that they’re open, I enjoy their quiet smoldering. Their soft warmth, both encouraging me and goading me on to more and more. “Oh yes, sir,” she adds, arching up into my hand. “You treat me so well. And you weren’t mean. You were simply doing what bosses do. Making the job difficult, but so rewarding.” As she says this, she goes from halfheartedly pumping her hips into my hand, to going at it fiercely. Enough to have my dick getting jealous of my fingers
If it let her do this too much longer, and she’s going to cum. Something I don’t want happening until I’m buried balls-deep in her with her tied up. This has been the thing I’ve wanted so much since I became her boyfriend — to fully and completely penetrate her while she is at my mercy — made to feel the depths of pleasure and release inside her and having Melissa cum on my hand will lessen that.
I take away my hand, whispering gruffly, “Your boss wants you. In a way he’s never wanted anyone before, I want you to be bound to my every whim.” I pause, feeling heat growing in my hard cock and flooding the rest of my body. While I doubt most bosses confess to their dominate side, I’ve tried to do it in a way that doesn’t scare her.