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

hummed delightedly as he put his hands on my hips, getting ready to give me the good hard fuck I wanted so much.

He started off easy like always. No matter how wet I got, or how well I was prepared, he always insisted on taking it easy on me. It was true enough my pussy still needed to adjust to the sheer, massive size of his cock, but it didn’t take very long by that point, and I was ready to go full tilt much sooner than he reckoned.

“I’m okay,” I said, surprising even myself.

“You are?”

“Yeah, it feels great, you can go hard if you want to.”

Coming in for a kiss, Ryan did just that. Pumping his fast a little faster, he gained in both speed and intensity until he was absolutely pounding me, as I writhed and screamed my delight beneath him. I held onto his arms as he held my hips, keeping me more or less and place as he mercilessly fucked me.

I couldn’t have even imagined such a thing when we first came together, but he had trained my pussy well, getting to the point he could absolutely ravage me without risk or fear of pain. It was a wonderful sense of freedom I was determined to savor, for however long it may last. I could feel the tears as they fell, Ryan’s beautiful load filling my pussy at the same time.

“You all right, pet?” he asked me, gently wiping away my tear, voice filled with concern.

“Joy,” I managed between sobs, “tears of joy.”

It was all just too perfect. Ryan, the house, the location, it was all so much like a dream I was still a little afraid I might wake up. A massive metaphor for my uncertainty about what would happen when the next few weeks were over, and we had to return to normal life. It might be a certainty for most, the majority of jobs able to be done over the internet.

But Ryan was an elected official, for a while at least. In any case, how would it look if he didn’t even show up to campaign? He would never win that way. He needed to win, he was too important to the city and society in general. We needed people like him to balance out all the villains and bastards and villainous bastards. There was no way in hell I was going to hold him back. I just hoped he would decide to take me with him. We could still come back to his little heaven on earth for holidays and weekends.

“I love you,” I whispered.

“I love you too,” he said with a tender kiss.

Chapter Seven

At least the sun was up. I still had no real idea what time it was. Ryan didn’t seem to believe in clocks. I had taken a while to notice, but there wasn’t on in the entire house. Not even on the microwave. The little screen showed nothing but a neon green colon in the middle, when it wasn’t counting down to when whatever was in it would be ready. Or at least one hoped it would be ready. The microwave instructions could be something of a rough guess, particularly for frozen food.

Moving carefully, so I wouldn’t wake him I reached for my phone on the night table.

“About three,” he said, not even opening his eyes.

I giggled, but I checked the phone just to be sure. It was ten after, still close enough to be spooky. He had added the qualifier ‘about.’

Twelve hours of sleep, should probably be enough. But to be fair we had really exhausted ourselves the night before. Even though such a justification was only really needed in terms of my nagging conscience. We weren’t there for work. Ryan was still my boss, as well as my master, and if there was work to be done, he would have told me.

It was unusual for me to be able to take such a long a break, but giving myself to Ryan had set me free in many other ways.

“Breakfast?” I asked.

“Sounds good, should we get dressed?”

“No, I’m well past the point of dressing for breakfast.”

I wasn’t sure that the phrase was meant quite so literally, but it seemed to make him happy, and I was up to trying anything.

It was decided we should stay away from anything fried, the combination of naked bodies and spraying grease not a great equation. Left basically with oatmeal and toast, we did our best to dress it up, adding every bit of fruit that would fit into the bowls and adorning the toast with the most delicious apple jelly. Something I wasn’t even aware existed up to that point. I was discovering all sorts of wonderful things.

The fates must have heard me, and to reward me for my humbleness, caused a sizable glob to land on my tit. Ryan leaned over and made short work of it, taking time to also suck my nipples sweetened by the condiment.

“Yummy,” he said, rising his head.

With a quick but loving kiss, we took our breakfast to the table, to eat in the formal way despite our free and natural state.

“Would you like to go for a hike today?” Ryan asked out of the clear blue.

“I thought you would never ask.”

“You were waiting for me to ask?”

“Well, yeah, you are the master.”

“True, though you are also able to make requests. The worst that will happen is I’ll say no.”

“Oh.”

“It’s not like I’m going to beat you or anything. You didn’t think I was going to beat you did you?”

“No, not exactly, I just wasn’t sure it was allowed. I’ve given my will to you, I just thought that would include my decisions.”

“A fair assumption, I guess, but I still want you to think for yourself. It isn’t