Under My Boss's Direction: Office Romance Collection With New Novel by Jamie Knight (most recommended books .TXT) 📗

a sign from the Lord it was time to quit, I didn’t know what was. With a flinch of pain, I turned off my machine and tried to settle my mind. I’d done a solid nine hours of work. Surely that was enough for any mortal human, no matter how important their position. There came a point when it was all just useless anyway, the mind no longer able to focus.

Water cascaded down onto the white porcelain, making a very distinctive sound. Looking forward to a good, warm soak, I stripped off my clothes and  stepped indeed the spray. Letting the warm spray embrace me. Standing naked in the misty warmth, it wasn’t long before there was another kind of embracing going on, at least in my head.

The relaxation of my body had made its way to my mind, allowing my imagination to take over full control of my thought processes. Ones that turned to Ryan’s firm body pressing against me from behind, his gentle hands massaging my tits, making me hum with delight. There was a soft pressure at the small of my back, near my ass. It didn’t take long to figure out what it was.

Reaching around behind me, I took his throbbing shaft in my hand and stroked him as he continued to massage me, paying particular attention to my nipples, as he softly nibbled my neck.

I could feel he was getting close, his cock tensing in my grip. Easing out of his grip, I turned and got to my knees, worshiping his cock with my mouth as well as my hand until he coated my tongue with his hot cum. The warm sweetness filled my mouth as he delivered his load, making me tremble with pure bliss.

Not done with me yet, Ryan gave me time to swallow his gift before taking me by the shoulders. Getting me to my feet, he pressed me back against the cool tile wall as he kissed me, passion burning fiery in his lips. Lips that eventually moved from my mouth, and down my neck, blazing a path going distinctly southward, taking time to appreciate the sights along the way.

Making it down over my belly he detoured down my right leg, traveling from my hip, all the way down to my inner thigh. I could feel the trembles vibrating from the core of me despite the warm deluge, yet he made me wait. Anticipating the sweet relief as he inched upward, his  hand following the progress of his lips and tongue.

Finally, he arrived at the final destination, taking me by the hips as he did so, holding me still as he took the first, slow, lingering lick of my tender pussy lips. My gasp echoed off the damp porcelain, my pleasure reflected back into my ears, echoing though my head. Tightening his grasp on my hips, he picked up speed, adding pressure to my most sensitive parts, drawing a long, passionate moan from me as he swirled hi talented tongue around my clit.

Releasing one of my hips, but keeping a firm grip on the other, Ryan added two fingers, wetting them well beforehand. I nearly howled with pure pleasure as he worked my pussy while treating my hard little clit to the glory that was his tongue.

I came fast and hard, my entire body shaking against the cool, hard wall, as he licked lightly on my tender pussy lips, easing me back down to earth. When I was completely calm, my breathing returned to a more regular pace, he rose to his feet, once again towering over me.

With a tender kiss, he turned me around, so I was facing the wall and bent my over at the waist. Stroking my lower back with his free hand, he got me into position. Head down, ass up, hands braced against the wall for support. I flinched, ever so slightly, at the first touch. The head of his massive cock gliding lightly over my sensitive pussy, making me hum and moan quietly, biting my lip to keep from getting too loud. I wasn’t sure what I was afraid of, other than my own hang-ups, but I didn’t want to be a noisy Nancy, even while I was getting fucked.

Easing the head of his cock into my tight little pussy, he paused for a moment to let me get used to the feeling, which was overwhelming even in my imagination. It felt like he was filling up every last centimeter I had to spare.

Slowly, I started to adjust to the sheer size of him, my pussy walls relaxing to let him ease in farther. By the time he was about a third of the way in, his cock pulsing inside me like a second heartbeat, I was fully relaxed and confident I could take the whole thing. Sweetheart that he was, Ryan only went in a little further, roughly half his full length submerged inside me.

“Breathe, sweetheart,” I heard him say, his voice bouncing off the walls.

Some very good advice I immediately put into action, taking a deep breath in and slowly letting out as he started to move. He worked his considerable girth inside me, never failing to hit something important with each pass, be it my clit or my g-spot. And more frequently, both at the same time.

My pussy started to grip him tighter as he moved, not only used to the feeling of him gently pumping my pussy but wanting more. As when he was licking me, Ryan started slowly gaining in both speed and intensity, easing me into it, making sure I was okay with what was happening before continuing, let alone trying something else. I knew I could trust him and just relaxed, letting him do whatever he wanted with me, sure it would feel good.

While he still had his cock in my pussy, I felt a strange sensation. Pleasurable, certainly, but also very