Boss! I will do
as you say!” I said in between high pitched squeals. He slowed down
his rhythm, pulled my back up to his chest, one hand on my breast
and the other furiously massaging my clitoris. I tried for dear
life to not collapse from the ecstasy. He sped up, pummeling my
tender channel with his blistering wood. When he pinched my nipple
and my clit simultaneously, I knew I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Oh my fucking God, Harper. I’m going to…”
“ Boss! You’re going to
what?”
“ Boss, I’m fucking…I’m
going to cum so hard!” My eyes only saw white. All sounds became
muted. I couldn’t remember my name. I only knew his – Boss. Our
moans mixed with each other’s, harmoniously making a sinful melody.
My pussy convulsed, searing my veins with white hot pleasure. He
still hammered into me like a rabid dog, my ass still plopping down
on him. My sweaty limbs were giving out from the paradise. He let
out a tremendous groan as his stomach clenched and then
jerked. I could feel his massive head
vibrate inside the latex sheath, spurting load after load of hot
semen. I wish he filled my pussy his seed instead.
Beads of his sweat dripped
on my back and rivered down my thigh. It was boiling. Our haughty
breaths subsided each passing moment. I slithered on to the floor.
Spent. Satisfied. Bewildered. I looked at him in awe…and in fear.
This man took me to another dimension of sex I didn’t know
achievable. It was decided – I would be his, no questions
asked.
“ That’s my Button.” He
looked down at me with a well deserved smirk.
Boss broke me.
***
Still trying to catch my
breath and calm my palpitating heart, Harper put his slacks on,
took his suit jacket off the back of the couch and wrapped it
around my body so I wouldn’t catch a chill.
He sat down on the chair
next to where I lay; a look of contentment on his face. “Danica, I
can’t apologize for being a bit rough. It’s who I am. It’s in my
nature.”
“ You don’t have to
apologize for it. Period. I want to explore it with
you.”
He pecked my forehead with
a kiss. “Good. I feel relieved, but I have to confess
something.”
What next? Was he testing me again? I don’t
think my mind or body could take another rollercoaster ride of his.
I looked at him wincing.
“ I’ve been following you for years, waiting for the right time.
You were ripe but I wasn’t sure if you were ready. I chose to buy
this team because of you. Not because it’s a good investment.
Because of you Danica. The first time we met, I knew you’d be mine
someday.”
“ We met before?”
“ Super Bowl Weekend in
Miami a few years back.”
“ I’m sorry Harper, I don’t
ever recall meeting you.”
“ It was in passing. You’re
a pretty girl and know you’ve met other wealthy, handsome men. And
I’m wealthy and I’ve met countless pretty women. But you stood out.
The way you walked into that room…every star athlete, politician,
actor – you had them on a string. Every last one of them –
including me.”
“ You…remembered me all this
time?”
“ I did. It was your eyes.
They told a story. A story of unconscious dissatisfaction. A story
that said you longed for someone to lead you, someone to take
control. I never forgot that look.”
I didn’t know what to say. I never had a man
so enchanted over me.
“ I…I just.” He put his
index finger over my moist lips.
“ Follow me.” I took his
hand and followed him through the door that I tried to peek through
earlier.
As we walked hand in hand down the creaking,
wooden steps. The darkness of the room consumed us. I wondered what
rabbit hole he was leading me down into.
“ Danica, I need to know you
trust me. Going down this road isn’t for the faint of heart.” He
turned around and looked at me. The shadowy, dark room eerily
covered his entire face except his eyes, barely visible, save for
the flickering light from the fireplace upstairs.
“ I do trust you