I couldn’t wait to see her.
I heard the bell ringing and I went to open the front door. I smiled at her when our eyes met, and I was struck again with how gorgeous she was. She was in the same business suit she wore today, and I wondered why she didn’t change into something more comfortable. Then I noticed she was looking too serious and nervous, and I knew I had to do something to get her to relax.
“Hey,” I greeted her. I decided against any physical contact, because she seemed too uncomfortable for that, even thought I wanted to hug her and kiss the hell out of her.
“Hello.”
“Come in.”
I let her pass, sensing the smell of her perfume when she walked by. It was the smell of roses mixed with something more, and it smelled wonderfully.
I licked my lips, urging myself to calm down and go slow. I wanted to go fast, my cock painfully reminding me of how much I wanted her, but I had to get my shit together.
I led her to the living room and motioned for her to sit on the couch. She looked rigid and her face was still completely serious.
Okay. I definitely needed to go slow. Drinking could help her loosen up.
I poured wine into our glasses and gave her one. Our fingers touched and I didn’t move my hand immediately, extending our contact on purpose as my heartbeat increased. Our eyes met and I could see she felt the same thing I did, because the lust flashed in her eyes.
I sat next to her on the couch, leaving some space between us, and clank my glass against hers.
“Cheers,” I said.
“Cheers.”
“To the success of our project.”
She finally smiled, her eyes warming at the mention of the hotel she cared about. “To the success of our project.”
I took a sip of my wine, not taking my eyes off hers. “Why are you so attracted to that place?”
“I visited it a lot with my parents as a kid. I have nice memories of it.”
“Is that so?”
She sipped her wine, her eyes glazing slightly as if she was recollecting something. “Yes. They had the best food in the city. Seriously. My mother isn’t a good cook. No, she is a terrible cook. So I remember complaining a lot about her meals, which of course now that I’m an adult I realize was kind of a terrible kid move. I kept bothering them to take me to that place so I could eat something delicious.”
I smiled, trying to imagine young Alexandra. “I reckon that they weren’t much happy about that.”
“Not at all! Besides, that place was extremely expensive so I could only imagine how big damage their wallets suffered.” She giggled and my cock twitched immediately. That was such a nice sound.
Alexandra looked so confident when she smiled and I wanted her to smile more. I wanted her to smile at me.
She turned to look at me and tucked her hair beneath her ear. “I’m sorry. I’m probably boring you with this.”
“No, you’re not. I want to hear everything.”
This time she smiled, like really smiled, and damn, I was all lost in her. My jaw literally dropped at how hot she looked and I was afraid I would lose my shit soon. I just wanted to jump on her and take her right here.
She took another sip. “I was sad when that place went out of business. Not only it had the best food, but it also had the best interior. I would often find inspiration in its carved ceilings and intricate walls. It was so colorful, but all those colors blended beautifully together, and I couldn’t take my eyes off them...”
I could see her getting lost in her world, and it fascinated me just how passionate she was. Despite her stern appearance and serious manners, she had so many emotions inside of her, and I found myself desperately wanting to draw them all out of her. I was consumed by her.
I put my glass on the table and, without thinking, leaned toward her. She was still talking as I pressed my lips against hers, and the moment I felt her soft skin on mine, I was completely lost.
At first, she stiffened, her cry of surprise muffled by my mouth, but then, slowly, she began relaxing. I moved my lips smoothly over hers as I took her glass out of her hand and placed it next to mine, not breaking our kiss for a second.
I placed my hands on her cheeks, enjoying the feeling on my fingertips, and opened her mouth with my tongue. Our tongues met in a rush, and she moaned, setting my body on fire.
She moved her hands and put them on my shoulders. She clutched onto me as she responded to my kiss like she owned me. Our kiss became faster, heating our bodies and making us lost in each other. This pleasure was too much and my cock was going to explode.
She tasted so good, but right now I was desperate to feel how she tasted down there.
“Alexandra, angel... You’re driving me crazy,” I muttered into her mouth and left kisses all over her jaw and neck.
She snuggled closer to me, and I was losing it quickly. Fuck slow.
Without second thought, I separated her legs and knelt on the carpet in between them.
Her eyes widened, looking at me from above in pure surprise. “Oliver?”
“Let me show you just how good it can get,” I told her smoothly and kissed her knee.
She winced and gasped, “Oliver...”
I smirked and kissed her left inner thigh. I swallowed and my dick throbbed, because I was fucking horny now, and I knew I had to have her tonight.
I took off her shoes and pulled her skirt up, positioning her on the couch so I could have a better access to her heated mound. She smelled so damn good.
At first, I licked her core over her simple, white panties, enjoying the sounds of her moans leaving her lips. She was leaning against the couch now, looking at me with pure lust in her eyes as her face twisted in pleasure. I pulled her undies to the side and dived into her wet pussy, sucking her clit into my mouth.
“Oliver!” Her hands flew to my head and pressed it against her.
She was already completely wet, even though I barely even started pleasuring her. I moved my tongue all over her labia and clit, drawing more moans from her, and I could feel her trembling. She was panting and pressing my head harder as I increased the speed of my movements, licking every single wet, soft spot.
“Oliver... I... I will... Ah!”
She pressed her pussy against my mouth and I latched onto her nub. I could sense she was really close now, and I moved my mouth rougher against her until she finally exploded, convulsing strongly as she soaked my whole face.
I waited several seconds for her to calm down, inhaling her pussy’s scent all the while. My heart was thumping so fast, and I didn’t remember wanting anything more in my life than to bury myself deep into Alexandra.
“How did it feel?”
Her eyes were glazed, and she smiled. “That was the best orgasm of my life,” she said and I wanted to laugh, feeling unusually satisfied with myself.
The next moment she frowned, and her relaxed expression fell. “Oh my God.” She clasped her hands over her mouth and straightened herself up on the couch. Her eyes became clear. “Oh my God. What have we done?” She started to panic.
“Calm down. There is nothing to regret—”
“But… but… I’m a virgin!”
“What?” My shocked echoed across the room.
“I’m a virgin. I’ve spent my whole life on my career and now I’m ruining it! You are my boss! No. This was a mistake. I am sorry. I... I have to go.”
She surprised me completely when she suddenly stood up, picked up her shoes, and ran out of my apartment, carrying them in her hand.
“Alexandra!”
I jumped to my feet and chased after her, but she’d already escaped in the elevator.
“Shit!” I hit the wall in frustration, mad at myself for rushing things. “Damn it!”
This wasn’t how the things were supposed to be. I didn’t want to scare her and drive her away. I had no idea what was going on between us, but in this short time she managed to make me crazy for her. Now that I had a taste of her, I needed
more. Much more.
I’d made a decision. It didn’t matter that I was her boss now. I would take her sweet virginity. This was stronger than me, and I didn’t care. She was confused, but it was clear that she wanted me as badly as I wanted her.
I had to win her over.
My cock depended on it.
8
Alexandra
“How could I be so reckless?” I muttered to myself in the darkness of my room. I was lying in my bed, staring at the ceiling because I couldn’t sleep after what happened at Oliver’s apartment.
I tossed and turned, trying to get some sleep, but it was pointless. All I could think about was what Oliver had done to me...
I’d been so nervous when I arrived at his apartment, having already regretted coming, because it was definitely the stupidest decision I’d ever made. He was my boss, and after everything that happened with us, coming to his place meant testing my luck. I knew what he wanted, what I wanted. But I’d never done it before.
Then I remembered that he’d said he would hire me only if I submitted to all his wishes, so I did that—not feeling scared at all. No, I felt thrilled. Despite his rudeness and our misunderstanding from the beginning, Oliver Talon excited me.
He kissed me, wiping away all my insecurities, and he made me completely lost in him. Man, he was such a good kisser. My pussy had became wet immediately, and when he went down on me, giving me the pleasure I’d never even thought was possible to experience, I was literally seeing the stars. His mouth worked quickly on me, sending me into delirium as my orgasm swept me fast.
My pussy throbbed at that memory and I ran my hands over where his lips were. I was already wet and I wanted more. I wanted Oliver in me.
I bit my lip, my pleasure and regret leading a battle in me.
No. I couldn’t continue this with him. He was my boss and this project meant everything to me. I couldn’t mess it up. This was a one-time deal, and no matter how much I’d loved it, I wouldn’t let it happen again.
I removed my hands from my warm pussy and decided to stop thinking about it completely and sleep. What was done was done and it wouldn’t happen again. Ever.
9
Alexandra
The next day I went to LQT, slightly nervous about my first day there. Shortly after I arrived I headed to Oliver’s office. We needed to discuss how we were going to move on from here with the project and I wanted to explain to him how I envisioned the hotel to be.
I felt nervous about seeing him again. I managed to convince myself last night I could do this and be professional after what happened between us, but now I wasn’t so sure anymore. I dreamed of Oliver and many dirty things we did together, and I had to tell myself this morning to stop acting so irresponsible.
I ignored my pulsating pussy as I knocked on the door of Oliver’s office. I entered, having already prepared what to say to him when I saw him, but I didn’t expect him to lock the door behind me as soon as I walked in.
I turned around, surprised that he was already behind me, but any potential question on my mind was erased when he smashed his lips against mine, and my eyes closed on its own accord.
I moaned into his mouth, completely stunned. He brought his hands onto my upper back, sliding them slowly down until he reached my ass.
I opened my eyes in surprise and felt a pang in my chest when I found him looking directly at me—his fiery eyes full with lust.
His tongue was stroking mine slowly, sending shots of pleasure through my body, but what made me even hotter were his hands cupping my ass, bringing me closer to him until I felt his erection against my pussy.
“No!” I protested, breaking our kiss. “No. We shouldn’t do this...” It was a lie, because I wanted it more than anything.
He didn’t say a word, kissing me again, and this time he didn’t let me protest, holding my head tight with his hand so I couldn’t move. Slowly, my body became less tense, until I finally closed my eyes and gave in, fisting my hands on his chest.
I wanted him so much now, my whole body tingling in arousal, and I did something I’d never done—I let go of all the warnings and “good girl” reservations I’d had.
He pushed me backward, without even breaking our kiss, until I bumped into his desk. I put my hands on it to support myself when he pressed into me.
“Boss?”
He chuckled into my neck and bit my sensitive skin. “You ran away last night from me, Alexandra. That’s not good at all. You forgot I’m your boss and you have to obey me.”
Oh my. His voice was commanding now, and I was getting desperate to feel his touch on me.
He kissed me again, ravaging my mouth. He unbuttoned my blouse and pushed his hands inside. I had no idea why, but this time I paid extra attention to my underwear today. Instead of my usual white bra and panties, I wore the black lace, and I felt unusually satisfied when he leaned backward to look at my breasts better. He groaned when he saw my bra.
“Angel, you are so sexy.” He dove into my breasts and kissed the sensitive skin between them.
I’d already completely soaked my panties, almost begging him to do something to me.
As if he’d heard my thoughts, he lowered his hand and pushed it inside my tight skirt. He quickly found my soft mound and moved my underwear aside.
His eyes were so dark now. “You have no idea how much I want to feel your pussy. I couldn’t sleep at all last night, all the time imagining all the things that I want to do to you.”
“Boss...,” I breathed out. My heart was racing like crazy, and when he thrust his finger into my wet hole, I thought I was going to lose it quickly. “Boss!”
“You’re so tight, angel. That sweet virgin pussy.” He moved his finger quickly, going in and out again and again. “You wanted this, huh? You like me finger fucking you? Say it!”
“Yes!”
He grabbed my neck and put a slight pressure on it, making me even hotter. “Yes, what?” he growled into my ear.
“I like you finger fucking me!”
“Good girl.”
He chuckled, still holding my neck as he increased the speed. Soon the pleasure built in me, and it was impossible to breathe. I was shaking all over, unable to endure such a strong, pleasant pleasure in the pit of my stomach. His finger went in so deep, and I was already losing myself.
“Ah, that’s so good! I’m going to come!”
“Yes. I want you to fucking come right now!”
His command sent me over the edge. I orgasmed hard, my scream already leaving my lips, but he silenced me immediately, pressing his free hand against my mouth.
“Hush!” His eyes burned into mine. He didn’t stop. No. He pushed another finger inside, while I was still in the middle of my climax, and continued pushing them inside.
“Mhmm,” I cried out into his hand, not taking his eyes of his. It was so intense. I couldn’t endure this anymore...
“Mhm!” I couldn’t believe when my next orgasm came so soon, and this time it was even stronger, if that was possible.
“If you only knew how sexy you are when you come on my fingers,” he whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
He stopped his movements for a moment as I felt the aftershocks of my orgasm, but then he began moving them again, this time faster and rougher than ever, and pushed third finger inside.
“Mhm!”
I was screaming so loud now. If he hadn’t kept his hand over my mouth I was sure everyone on this floor would hear me. It just got way more intense, and my vision blackened under such pleasure.
“It’s good, isn’t it? Imagine my cock inside of you. Fucking you this hard and fast...” His words had me undone again, and I came again, the mind-blowing orgasm taking all my reason away until all I could feel was the pleasure he was creating in me again and again.
He removed his hand from my mouth, and right now I wanted him so much.
“Please...”
He smirked, his fingers still deep inside of me. �
�Please, what?”
I was panting, my eyes closed as I fought to keep my head up. I couldn’t believe how good this felt, what I had been missing out on for so long. “I want more.”
“More?”
“Yes. More. Please.”
I opened my eyes and found him smiling at me.
“You want to say these multiple orgasms weren’t enough?”
I blushed immediately, realizing how I’d sounded.
He removed his fingers from my pussy, leaving an unusually empty feeling in me. I wanted his cock where his fingers were just a moment ago. I looked at him, feeling confused about his withdrawal.
“You want me, so it’s pointless to feign indifference. What you just felt was nothing compared to what you could feel when I fucked you—in all positions and places. If you want the full package with me, angel, you have to be the one to come to me.”
What?
My lips parted in surprise.
He fixed his tie, took a deep breath, and glanced at me one last time before he turned around. I blinked several times as I watched him walk away from me. He opened the door and got out, leaving me in his office.
What had just happened?
I was still breathing heavily, feeling weak and barely standing. I sat down on the chair next to his desk and remembered my blouse was unbuttoned. I looked down at my naked chest and stomach in embarrassment, unused to men seeing me like this. I adjusted my panties, a bit shocked that they were completely wet.
Oh my God. I was totally wet and hot, and I wanted more. I’d actually begged him for more. I was ready for him to take me right here... I looked around his office, the dirty thoughts suddenly invading my mind, and I imagined him fucking me all over this room.
I buttoned up my blouse, stood up, and fixed my skirt. Even in my wildest dreams I couldn’t have imagined something like this could happen. I’d come here to talk about the project, but what happened now was anything but “talking”.
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