My Beloved Boss (The Short Story)

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Matteo Rossi:

Right now, I'm behind the wheel of my car, driving towards my house, and happiness overflows in me — to the point that it makes my eyes shine. She's here by my side, and the energy between us is palpable.

My hand rests gently on her thigh as I drive. Every now and then, I squeeze it gently, watching her breathing become deeper. An internal smile breaks out on my face when I realize that she's as excited as I am.

When we get home, we get out of the car and quickly go up to my room. As soon as we walk through the door, I wrap my arms around her, lifting her gently while her legs intertwine around my waist. I press her against the wall, and our lips meet — creating a frenetic dance of passion. I move my lips down her neck and, when I reach a more delicate area, I give her a hickey, eliciting a moan from her that drives me completely crazy.

— Matteo, please… please, — she murmurs, her voice trembling.

— Calm down, baby, I just started, — I answer, as I slowly remove her clothes, leaving her in only a delicate red lace lingerie. The sight is breathtaking.

I take her towards the bed, laying her gently on the sheets. My eyes roam her body, observing how shy she becomes — a touch of insecurity in her attitude.

— What happened? — I ask, curious.

— I don't like my body, — she confesses, trying to cover herself. But I don't let her.

— You're perfect, — I affirm, giving her a soft peck on the lips.

I start kissing her neck, sliding my lips over her breasts that are still covered by the b*a. I go down her belly until I reach her intimacy, which is only partially hidden by the small red lace panties.

With a quick movement, I rip the piece, and she grumbles — complaining that it was her favorite. I smile, knowing that her surrender is just beginning.

I position myself between her legs and give her a teasing kiss on her private part, before I start exploring with my mouth.

— Pick a number from 1 to 3, — I ask mischievously.

— 3, — she answers quickly.

A smile escapes my lips before I gently insert three fingers into her. She screams, writhing, the sheets of her bed muffling her moans. The sight is simply heavenly.

As my fingers fill her, I stimulate her c******s with my tongue, and it doesn’t take long for her to reach c****x. With my fingers still sticky, I bring them to my mouth, tasting her flavor.

— Delicious, — I say, giving her a*s a soft slap as she moans in response.

— You like to be s*****d, don’t you? — teasingly, I see her nod shyly.

— Now it’s my turn, — she says, kneeling in front of me.

— Cazzo, — I murmur softly as I feel her tongue sliding along the entire length of me. She gives a soft kiss to the tip before starting to suck me.

My member is large — 26 cm of pure intensity — and she can barely accommodate it in her delicate mouth, using her hands to help. I hold her hair, throwing my head back, letting out a deep moan as she conquers the depth. I can't contain my instincts, and I c*m in her mouth — a pleasure that she savors greedily. When she lifts her face, a small puddle of pleasure runs down her chin, and, with a swift movement, she runs her thumb over it and brings it to her mouth, sucking it slowly.

The scene is so sexy that I get hard again just by watching.

— Enough foreplay, — I say, getting up to get a c****m from the nightstand drawer. I put it on my member, while she watches my every move, her eyes burning with desire.

I move towards her again, intertwining our legs, and I notice how wet she is. I ask with my eyes, and she doesn’t hesitate to nod.

I begin to penetrate her slowly, biting her neck, listening to her passionate moans in my ear.

— Hurry up, — she begs, and the desire in her voice is undeniable.

Increasing the pace, our bodies collide with intensity, and when I pull out of her, the disapproval in her eyes does not go unnoticed.

— Calm down, you’re still going to get f****d good, baby, — I say, making her moan in response.

With one swift movement, I turn her over, placing her on all fours, and penetrate her hard — the pleasure taking over both of us.

— What do you want? — I ask, and she doesn’t answer.

— Answer me or I’ll stop, — I tease, increasing the pressure.

— I want you, — she moans, the need in her voice resonating. — I want to be f****d by you, Matteo. — A mocking smile appears on my lips as I start to thrust in and out of her — the sound of our bodies colliding reverberating through the walls of the room.

I slap her a*s and pull her hair, making her lift her a*s even more towards me. The intensity becomes insatiable, and in a moment of absolute control, she turns around and starts to ride me. Moans escape our lips, and I can't hold back — I c*m in an explosive c****x.

She kisses me, and when the lack of air begins to separate us, I pull out of her, taking off the c****m and throwing it in the trash can next to the bed.

— Second round? — I ask, a satisfied smile forming on my face.

She responds with a charming smile and, without hesitation, we start to kiss again — ready for another round of pleasure and surrender.