FIFTY SHADES OF FILTHY DESIRES

S*x with my Hot Boss (2)

Jade

Four words. My brain is yet to recover from the insane kiss to try to talk myself out of disobeying his orders. I’m yanking the buttons of my silk shirt faster than I have ever done before. My shirt meets the floor in seconds.

“I’ve imagined f*****g you since the day you arrived,” he whispers, closing the distance between us. “f*****g myself with your image in my head.”

“Eating you out.”

He bends his head and take my right n****e in his wet lips. I let out a breathless moan in response.

“f*****g you right here,” he continues, his voice husky with lust. His fingers begin to tease both n*****s, quickening my breaths as my eyelids flutter. He replaces his fingers with his lips as he bunches up my skirt in haste. I curl my arm around his neck, sinking my fingers into his skin then into his hair. He lifts me up, our lips back on each other as he leads us to his seat. I lift my waist, wanting his d**k inside me already. His fingers hold my waist tight as he pulls me back to fit his length into me. I groan, slowly feeling my walls stretch out by his thick, veiny d**k. He groans as I dig my fingers in his skin, his d**k filling every inch of me.

“Take it all baby, f**k”

I grip his arm with my other hand. Feeling his d**k in the deepest parts of me.

“Your cunt’s so f*****g tight,” he groans as I move to adjust on him. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I begin to move, rocking him slowly. I moan feeling the ache replaced by heat in between my thighs. He kisses me harder with one hand in my hair and the other on my waist. My body tense as I lift myself and bring my body back down in a swift motion. "f**k," he gasps. His fingers find their way to my breasts and he teases them as I ride him. I move faster, moaning as I bend my body toward him. He grabs my waist tighter as he reaches a spot inside me with every roll of my hips. His hands slip to my ass, cupping it as he thrusts his d**k in me harder. His waist matching a dangerously fast movement, slapping his d**k into my wet p***y.

"Jade," he says, short of breath. He lifts his hips to meet my thrust, letting a moan escape my lips. I curl my toes feeling a throbbing tension in me. He stops moving and holds me still. I feel an ache in between my thighs.

“I owe this p***y now.”

He moves swiftly, lifting me from his lap and bending me over his table. Before I can breath a response, he thrusts deeply into me. I scream his name in a raspy tone. He grinds his hip, as he jerks into me again. I hold onto the edges of the table feeling weak. My eyes flutter as I roll my head back in pleasure. He grips my neck and lowers his lips on my skin. I moan, feeling the wetness of his tongue.

"Harder," I whisper. I arch my ass even more.

"f**k," he groans. “Your ass is so perfect.” He smacks my ass cheeks and does exactly as I say. His thrusts more deliberate and harder inside me. I spread my legs further, causing him to groan as he pounds me, reaching the very spot of throbbing pleasure. I feel his body tense as he draws nearer to a release. He quickens his movements, thrusting deeper. I'm screaming his name, feeling the build up of tension in me. He pulls out of me completely and jerks back into me almost immediately. I hold onto the table, feeling my grip weaken just as my knees almost give out. He holds my waist in place and he repeats the movement again. My moans have gotten louder. And i’m glad the office is empty. He groans as he thrusts one last time into me, jerking as he comes to a release. I feel the warmth of his c*m slide down my ass crack as I try to catch my breath.

He rubs his fingers on my p***y and leans into me, cupping my breast from behind and slides his wet finger nto my mouth. I suck it, tasting our release.

“I want to taste every inch of you,” he whispers into my ears. I stiffen as I feel his two of his fingers rubbing my p***y. His lips trail a path from the tip of my ear to the back of my throat. My toes curl with building pressure from his fingers sliding into me.

“So f*****g wet.”

I groan, listening to the sound of my wetness as he thrusts two of his fingers in and out of me. ‘

“Hear that.” My legs tremble as I bite my lips from screaming out loud. The sloshing sound of my wet p***y filling the air. I try to squirm away, the pressure feeling to much to bear now. Daniel holds my waist tight, keeping me in place, thrusting faster into me as the pad of his thumb circles my c**t. My legs begin to shake with my release inching closer with each thrust. I bend my back further, crying out from the blast of pleasure skittering through me. I’m almost there…almost–

My breath hitches as I feel his fingers slide out of me just before I hit my climax. My lips curling downwards in a frown. He turns me to face him, leans in to kiss me as he lifts me off my feet to sit on the edge of the table.

“Don’t move,” he orders as he spreads my legs wide. My p***y in his face as he lowers himself to his knees. My eyes roll to the back of my head as his tongue settles on my p***y. He makes a sound against my core, leaving a tingling sensation.

“Hmm yum,” he smiles, lifting his eyes to meet mine. I lose my mind when his tongue returns to the spot. He begins to suck my p***y lips gently, using his tongue to taste every inch of me too. I push some of the files on the table away to get a firm grip of the table just as he increases the pressure of his lips and tongue parting me. I’m about to explode. The whole of me.

I scream out loud as I feel his fingers slide into me. My fingers tug his hair violently as I try to squirm away from all the pressure building up in my core. He doesn’t let me. Daniel keeps me in place with a firm grip on my thigh, spreading my legs even wider as he devours me. His tongue parts me with his teeth grazing my skin. It is a mix of pleasure and pain I don’t want to end. I’m moaning louder just as my legs begin to shake again. He adds more pressure, feasting on my p***y like a starved man. I arch my back, feeling my release closer. He doesn’t stop as I try to move away, about to die from ecstasy. I scream his name, the muscles in my legs tense as I melt into fluid. His head still in between my thighs. I’m panting hard, trying to recover.

Daniel raises his head to meet my gaze. His stache dripping wet.

“Hate me now?”