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My Dominant Boss.
Chapter Forty–One Tonight is going to be torture. -1
Alyssa
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I am nervous on the road to Wyatt’s parents‘ place. Not because I need to see them again, but because of the panties. He can take control over them any damn time he wants. Could be not have chosen to do this somewhere else? Somewhere else, away from his family. He is going to get a thrill out of it, torturing me all night.
I am lost in my thoughts, worrying in case we get caught. The feel a strong vibration shooting through me pulls me from my thoughts and makes me moan koidly. Wyatt chuckles from next to de.
I turn to him and he smirks. “You were somewhere else. I knew that would bring you back.”
I roll my eyes and soon regret my action because it happens again, daly more powerful this time. I gasp, squeezing my thighs together and trying to ignore the dampness on them.
“Don’t roll your eyes at me, kitten, because you will only make it wise for yourself.”
I sigh, “Sorry, Sir.”
“Better.” He says and squeezes my thigh.
I wonder if he would notice if I removed them in the bathroom. Who am I kidding? Of course, he will. I wouldn’t mind him doing this, not at all, but I wish he didn’t decide on doing it tonight.
I place my hand over his and link our fingers together. I expect him to pull away, but he doesn’t. With any luck, he won’t be able to play with his little toy because he’ll be too distracted. Wishful thinking because I have learned how determined he is. He wants to drive me crazy tonight, that is exactly what he will do. To ensure nobody else realizes what if happening, I am willing to do whatever it takes, I would be so embarrassed if someone noticed. I wouldn’t be able to face any of his family again.
“Are you ready for girlfriend mode?” he asks.
I nod, “Yes.”
It isn’t like it is the first time. Instead of being a sub for one night, will be a pleasant change to play the girlfriend. It isn’t exactly one of the same. Well, in my mind it isn’t. I have no idea if he sees it as the same thing. I won’t ask.
He squeezes my thigh. “Good.”
I smile and the back of the car falls silent once again. I try to forget about the sex toy in my panties and focus on other things.
“Why are you so quiet?”
I look at him. “You aren’t talking much either.”
He reaches over, unclipping my seat belt. I raise my brow at him. What is he doing? He doesn’t say a word. Instead, he pats his lap. “Come here.”
am careful as I shift and climb into his lap. He holds my hips and reaches up to kiss me, not saying anything else. I moan, kissing back and slip my arms around his neck. His hands run down my ass, up the back of my thighs and under my dress, grabbing my ass cheeks in his hand. I groan, my hips rocking against him.
“Mmm, easy, sweetness.” He mumbles to my lips.
[part from the kiss, needing a second to catch my breath.
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“It is all your fault.” 1 pout.
He laughs loudly, “What’s wrong, sweetness, is your pussy still threling and in desperate need of a release?”
“I don’t know what you are referring to.” 1 protest. It is a le because am feeling those things, but he doesn’t need more of an
upper
hand more than he already has.
Wyatt swats my ass. “Don’t lie to me. I can feel your heat.”
He grips my face and I gasp loudly, “Would you like to try answering gain?”
I whimper, “Yes, Sir.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, I am turned on.” I breathe out.
He hooks my dress in his hands, pushing it up by my hips. “No worries, I can fix that easily,” he says, as he hooks my dress in his hands and pushes it up by my hips.
“It can, uh?
1 am not sure where he is going with this. E
“Yes, take the panties off.”
He could be referring tocking me or getting me off using the controller.
I do as I am told and set them aside. He points to the buckle of his dress trousers. I reach down, unhooking the belt, pop the button open and pull the zipper down. He lifts his hips and I take them down, making sure I take his boxers down too.
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My Dominant Boss
Chapter Forty–One
Forty–One–Tonight is going to be torture. -2
“Get me hard.” He insists,
He is semi–hard already. I stroke his cock and he pulses against my ger. It only takes a moment for him to be fully hardened.
“Is this such a good idea? We will go to your parents reeking of sex whisper.
He smirks, “And? I like when you smell of me and sex. He growls,
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I moan, his words turning me on. I claim his lips with mine and hover above him, only enough for him to line his cock up with my entrance. I slowly sink down on him, crying out when he fills me up
I hold on to his shoulders and work my hips back and forth. I moan, my head falling back. He uses it to his advantage. He dips his head down, kissing and biting on my neck. I entangle my fingers in hair, circling my hips.
“I love when you
ride my
my cock.” He growls, spanking me.
I squeal at the contact. I hope the driver can’t hear us. Attempting to muffle my sounds, 1 bury my face in his shoulder. Wyatt disagrees. He grips my hair and yanks my head back. I whimper, my legs shaking at his forcefulness.
“You don’t ever muffle the sounds you make for me.” He hisses.
gasp, a shudder running through me. “Yes, Sir. I am sorry.”
His han
hand comes s around
my throat, and our lips meet in a heated kis “Faster.” He demands, slapping my ass again.
I pick my speed up, finding the perfect rhythm of back and forth to circling my hips. Wyatt thrusts up into me, groaning and cursing. He hits one of my sweet spots and my pussy starts to tighten around him.
In one swift movement, he flips us over so my back is against the car seat. He brings my legs over his shoulder and rails back into me, rough and deep. I scream, my back arching, and I can feel my orgasm already building
He drags his cock out of me and slams back in. I cry out his name.
“Come for
kitten. I know you a
are ready.” He commands, circling his finger on my clit as his cock works in and out of me. I love feels inside of me.
And right on his command, my body surrenders to him. My orgasmshake my every nerve ending. My eyes roll into the back of my head and the pleasure ribs through me, shaking me to my core. The only word I can get stifle out his name and small pants. My body is weak, it always is with him.
“Yes, good girl, always making such a mess of my cock.” He breathes but.
“Only for you, Sir,” I say between my heavy breaths.
He buries his face in my neck. “And don’t forget it.” He growls, biting hard on my skin.
I whimper and snake my legs around him, tightening them to make sure I have him as close as possible as he fucks me, aiming for his end. His cock twitches inside of me, his strokes sloppier and his breathing becomes heavier.
“Puck, so good. I am going
you up so good. Are you ready for me?” he pants.
“Yes, give it to me, Wyatt,” I beg.
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A few more thrusts and he cifies loudly, panting my name, and his armth explodes into me. I cling to him as he keeps pushing until he has nothing left. He stills on top of me and we become sile, needing time to catch our breaths.
He pecks my lips after a minute and sits up. I look up at him. He has his eyes closed, sweating and flushed. He runs his fingers through his hair. “Fucking you is the best part of my day.”
“Mmm, same.”
I carefully sit up. Once we have our energy back, we pull ourselves together the best we can. I always keep wipes and perfume in my bag. Removing them, I hand some to him so he can clean himself up and then I do the same. I spray myself with perfume, hoping it will lessen the scent of everything else coming from my pores.
We would arrive at his parents‘ soon. Maybe since we had sex in the car, he would leave me alone for the rest of the night. I won’t get my hopes up too much.
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