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My Dominant Boss
Chapter Sixty–Eight – More than I Would Like To Admit.
Wyatt
The past few days ha
been tough, but I’m ready to have fun this weekend. Despite Alyssa’s lack of interest in Saturday night, we can make it up for the rest of the weekend. Honestly, I’ve considered creating some space between us, especially when she witnessed my extreme vulnerability. I convinced myself not to do it. It wouldn’t be fair to either of us. I’ve realized that I need her more than I’d like to admit.
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“Are you ready to go dress shopping, beautiful?” I ask, stepping into her office.
We are finishing a little earlier today. Not only us, but I have given the entire office an early finish, which they were surprised and happy about. It is the weekend; they should have more time to go and join it. As long as they don’t expect me to do it regularly. I don’t want them to believe I’ve become weak.
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“Just need five more minutes to finalize your schedule for next week. In case you forgot, there’s a meeting for you in Chicago next
week.” She smiles.
“Shit, that’s right, so I do. Which day is it?”
“It’s Thursday. I’ve made the arrangements for your flight on Wednesday afternoon and your hotel for Wednesday and Thursday.”
“Did you book yourself a flight, too?”
“I didn’t think I was supposed to come,” she shakes her head. “You usually tell me if you need me.”
“You’re not required for the meeting, but I do want your company. Book your flight before we leave. See if you can get the seat next
to me.”
Out–of–state meetings are the worst, but knowing Alyssa will be there when I finish makes them less tedious.
“Yes, sir,” she says
with a smile.
Once she’s we leave the office. Leaving, I place my hand on the small of her back. We are the last two here. Once in the elevator, I bring her close and claim her lips in mine. As she clenches my jacket, she moans and returns my kisses. I forcefully press her against the wall and intensify the kiss.
Since our fight, we haven’t been intimate in any way. I am so fucking horny. It feels like a whole month, even though it’s only been a few days. I wrap her leg around my hip and grind against her. My cock is hard and throbbing. She softly whimpers while tangling her fingers in my hair.
I lean forward and push the button to bring the elevator to a stop.
“What are you doing?” she pants.
“I need to fuck you right now, kitten,” I growl.
It has to be quick because if the elevator is stopped for too long, someone will investigate.
“What? Aren’t there cameras in here?”
“No.”
I’m starting to question if she would be interested in this. My question is answered when she fights with the button of my trousers. “It will need to be quick.”
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I smirk, hiking her dress up by her hips and rip her panties off, stuffing them into my pocket. In one swift motion, she pulls down. both my trousers and boxers. I slip my hand between her thighs, making sure she is wet for me. Naturally, she is. She always is. I use her wetness to coat my cock. We passionately kiss, and I enter her forcefully without speaking.
Alyssa cries out and tenses around my cock. I groan deeply and press deeper.
“Fuck, yes, so good.” She squeals, her fingers digging into my shoulders.
I bury my face in her neck and plunge into her pussy. I yearn for the sensation of her tightness wrapped around me. I sink my teeth
and into her neck. I withdraw from her, causing her to grimace as we lose contact. I raise her, her other leg wrapping around me, plunge back in forcefully.
“I have missed your damn pussy.” I pant and place my free hand around her throat, kissing her and continue to fuck her.
I observe as her eyes shut and she becomes entirely submissive to me. She tilts her head back and arches her back, whispering, “I’m almost there.”
I take my hand off her neck and direct my attention to her clit. I circle my thumb on it. Her breath gets loud, and her body tenses
- up.
“Come for me, let me feel you,” I demand.
She only pants and nods. She experiences an intense orgasm and passionately calls out my name. Damn, that feels so good. It is enough to bring my orgasm on and I pour into her. I needed this so badly.
I rest my head on her chest, and we silently catch our breaths. I place her on her feet and peck her lips.
“I can’t believe we just did that.” She giggles.
“Mmm, me neither, but it was fun,” I smirk.
“Mmm, yes it was.” She agrees.
After we have taken a moment to recover, we organize ourselves. I push the button once more to restart the elevator. By the time we reach the ground floor, there are unamused people waiting for it. We receive strange looks from them. Alyssa and I exchanged glances, burst into laughter, and hurriedly exited the elevator. I am sure some of them clicked what was going on.
“Do you think they knew?” she laughs.
“It’s possible.”
“Um, I need to go home and clean up. I can’t go try dresses on with our come on me.” She blushes.
“Good point. Let’s go to your place for a quick shower before we leave.”
Some of my clothes were there, anyway. The store didn’t close for a couple of hours, anyway. She insisted she would wear a dress she already had, but I wouldn’t let her do that.
“Oh, we should get you another pair of vibrating panties for tomorrow night.”
“What? No. You are not doing that to me again.” She huffs.
I smirk and slip my arm around her, kissing the top of her head, “Oh, yes, I am sweetness.”
I’m met with a fierce stare and pouty lips. A chuckle escapes me as lean in to kiss her. She attempts to resist, but her smile breaks through as our lips meet.
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“Fine! But if you do this, you better make it up to me.” She states firmly.
I arch my eyebrow at her. “Do you need a reminder of who sets the rules, kitten? Because I’m more than capable of giving you one.”
Her eyes cast down, and she whispers softly, “No, sir. I know you make the rules.”
I swat her ass. “Good girl. Don’t forget it.”
I may have to use something more intense than the panties. Payback for her trying to dismiss my rules. Hand in hand, we head to the car and drive to hers. I can’t get distracted in the shower if we want to get her dress. I will decide tomorrow what she has to wear in her panties to the event. Perhaps we could visit the adult store tomorrow. There might be things she wants to try that I don’t possess yet. God, I can’t wait until Sunday to have her back in the room and see what else we can play with.
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