The Boss Crush

I know that look. It’s the look of desire, of carnal need.

With one hard thrust, his thick cock stretches me open. I groan, letting my body rest on his desk as he starts to move his hips.

He pulls out to the ridge of his cock, then drives back in. His hands hold my ass, squeezing firmly. Pistoning his hips, he grunts with each thrust. My pussy clenches tight as his tip threatens to break free.

Milking his length, I rock my hips as he reaches around and flicks my swelling clit. My legs shake, and my knees threaten to give way.

This man knows how to touch me, how to caress me, how to break me. And I fucking love it.

In and out, in and out, the only sound between us is moaning and slapping skin. His cock is hard as rock, going so deep I can feel him hit the back of my pussy. His finger circles my tender bud, flicking and rubbing.

“Fuck, Lyle, I’m so close, don’t stop.” My body rocks faster, my hips jerk harder, forcing him in even deeper.

Raking my nails down the top of his desk, I shove papers to the floor. I’m so close, it’s right there, he just needs to go a little bit more. Driving himself in, he pinches my clit and my body goes wild.

The orgasm floods my system, rushing through me like a fucking roaring river. It’s so intense, I’ve never cum so hard in my life. I’m not sure if it’s the pregnancy or the fact that I know Lyle is real.

He’s not a figment of my imagination. He’s not a fictitious character I created in my head. He’s here, he’s tangible, I can feel him in every muscle and vein.

Lyle pulls out, chuckling to himself. “Good thing I don’t need to worry about knocking you up.”

I smile as I fix my dress, and pick the papers up off the floor. He grabs a few tissues, wiping himself off and tucking his cock back into his pants.

“This is going to be good, you know that? This baby has no idea how lucky it is.”

“It?” I ask, cocking my head into my shoulder. “We need to call it something other than it.”

He leans forward, resting his lips on mine as he says, “We could just call it blessing.”

“Lyle,” Sandy says right before stepping into his office.

Pushing him away, I take a long step back, and wipe my eyes and my mouth, trying to erase any trace of what we just did.Sandy stops short, suspiciously looking between us. “What’s going on here?” she asks, veering her stare.

She knows. She can fucking see it clear it as day.

“What do you need, Sandy? Dalia and I were just going over some of the graphics for Monte Bread.”

“Is that all you two were doing? Really?”

“Are you done,” he asks, rolling his eyes as he starts to organize the papers on his desk. “Did you come here for something? Or are you just trying to micromanage the entire fucking company?”

Grunting, she arches the corner of her lip as she talks through gritted teeth. “I just need your signature on a few things for the company party.” Her eyes move to mine as her back stiffens. “You’re coming to the party, right Dalia?”

I don’t like the way she’s looking at me. It’s knowing, it’s heavy, it’s like she can see right through me, reading my every thought.

Clearing my throat, I run an open hand across the back of my neck. “Uh, yeah, I’ll be there if you want me there.”

“Of course we want you there. It wouldn’t look too good if our newest star designer didn’t show her face.”

Smiling, I nod. “Then I’m there.”

“Good,” Sandy says, twisting back to take the paper from Lyle that she needed him to sign. “I’ll leave you two alone.” She glances back over her shoulder as she walks out of his office.

“That was close,” I say. “What are we going to do? I don’t want to live our lives in secret, Lyle. Eventually, Sandy is going to learn the truth.”

With one long stride, Lyle is at my side, scooping an arm around my waist to pull me in. “I don’t want you worrying about her. I’ll deal with my sister. You just make sure you keep this baby safe.”

Bending over, Lyle kisses my belly. My heart goes spastic, hammering inside my chest. His eyes glow already with love for our baby. With a tender hand, he cups my lower belly and looks up at me.

“This baby is mine, it’s ours, and no matter what, I’m going to be right here by your side.”

Back when we were kids and I drew those hearts with arrows, I honestly thought I was in love. But I was too young to truly understand what love meant.

It isn’t until right here, right now, that I fully grasp what it means to love.