Under My Boss's Authority: Office Romance Collection by Jamie Knight (small books to read .TXT) 📕

‘You feel and look amazing, Miss Cast.’

‘You too,’ I say. ‘I’ve been wanting this for a long time.’

‘Ah. So have I.’

His grip tightens. My heart skips. It skipped like this once before, on the very top of a long dip down a roller coaster.

Henry takes his shaft out of me by two inches or so.

Then he rams it all the way in. My thighs weaken and my chest heaves. He pulls back out and rams it in again.

‘Ah!’ I say, feeling pain mixed with pleasure.

‘Shush, Miss Cast. The fun has not yet even begun.’

Henry is no more man than animal. Skin becomes machine as he plunders and caresses and fucks and makes love to me. My arms grow tired. They ache from clutching unto nothing.

My breasts are sore, wet and in pain from his biting, his slurping, his slapping. I beg for release, and he tells me, in no word, all grunts, how he will not grant it to me unless… unless I give in and cum for him.

‘Heeenryyyy,’ I moan, as an orgasm overtakes me.

Pound for pound, my core winds itself and uncoils in unfettered explosion. I scream hard and feel my thighs and ass cheeks clench to release something more than just an orgasm. Powerful and wet, three spurts of clear liquid splash across him. Three short bursts from my cunt.

And he does not stop.

His thick balls slap my pussy hard. Now I feel only pleasure, no pain. God, I want so badly to lick them, as I always have done in my fantasies. I treasure the danger of doing this. The risk. The urge to stifle my screams and hope that no one walks in to harm us.

Oh fuck… yes… yes... yeeesss…. The… mmmh… the blood boiling… the rush to fuck and own and be owned and…

‘Aaaah.’

He slows his thrust and lets the wave crash through me. I arch my back so hard his cock twists with mine. I suck it all in; the salty air, our pent-up energy, his fucking shaft ready to spurt and explode, and I cum.

‘Oh, Julia,’ he groans.

I open my eyes to see his pulsing dick expunge jets of cum all over my chest and thighs and breasts.

The ecstasy is fantasy. The twin pulsing is unfamiliar and blissful.

I am a virgin no more.

Chapter Six - Henry

I am engulfed by dreams so wild their comprehension evades me. Julia’s pussy lathers my cock with cunt juice and pulls me in when I pull out.

She is under my grip, under my weight, under my spell, under my complete and utter ownership of her body, mind and soul. Her legs hook me by the waist, and I plunge deeper, balls deeper, until I feel the familiar rise.

Her lips softly melt into mine. Our sweat joins into something similar as I fuck her mind out and breathe breath into her. Her eyes roll up and inward. Her breasts, so sweet and bubbly under my tongue, bounce against my chin.

She wants so badly to use her hands. She does not understand.

I make the rules.

This is just the beginning.

She is in my arms, the coat and robe tussled somewhere at the foot of the bed. She plays with the tiny pool of cum on her navel. I play with the spray of gush that she squirted all over my shirt and arms.

‘Keeping the coat on was an extra touch. I liked the feeling. It rubbed my ass and covered us up really well.’

She laughs and leans into my chest. I untangle her hair and fray her scalp mildly.

She sighs.

‘What?’

Lifting her eyes up at me, she says, ‘We had sex in a house that has just been raided. Don’t you see how...’

‘Thrilling it was?’ I reply.

‘You think that was thrilling?’

She sounds… amazed.

‘I made sure we were alone, Julia. I made sure of it.’

Her shoulders shift uncomfortably inward, as if they’re cold. I make up for the shift.

‘What happened?’

Her elbows knock my ribs, gently. I move inward and caress her breast with my pinky, and then, finally, cup it in my hand. Her frown curves upward. It stalls flat. Her eyes glaze over for a second as the memory comes to her. I keep my tongue still and watch and wait.

‘It did not just start tonight. I think this has been going on for a very long time. I noticed it for the first time today. I walked in from our work and rested. I was thinking of you, actually.’ I hide my grin. ‘The light went on and off. I saw it. I swear I saw it. I had to come here to check on the house, and also because I need to find more work. Finances aren’t so great for me at the moment.’

She sucks a sweet cold cup of air and goes on.

‘Julia. Forget finances. You know I’ll take good care of you. I’ll quadruple your salary. Don’t worry about that. What’s this other issue?’

‘I think I’m being stalked, Henry.’

‘How?’ I ask softly.

Her face points east. I follow. A closed thick black laptop rests on the dressing table. The charging light is on. It blinks on the side.

‘You think a hacker is stalking you?’

‘Hacker… sounds old, but yes. I think so.’

Feeling a primal need to protect her, I hold her arms and hoist her up. We sit at the edge of the bed. Her thighs are still sticky.

‘Do you have a bag packed and ready to go?’

‘I do.’

‘Grab it and change. We are not safe here.’

In my mind the rational and logical steps to take slam each other in rapid fire. Her images could be all over the Internet. I could very well be a target, not knowing how many cameras were around her apartment.

The man or woman, the intruder, must still be in the vicinity. Why did they choose tonight to come to her home and frighten her? What were they here for and why now?

A curled hand on my shoulder calms me. I turn. She is dressed in sweats and a cotton shirt.