Her eyes enraptured, her fingers fidgeting as she wiped his tears. Abruptly, he seized her knuckles, and rubbed his cheeks onto her palms, his eyes languid, his breaths easing down.
Lazily, he parted his lids and looked at her, tilting his head in her grasp: her eyes were glazed over.
Then suddenly, she strengthened her grasp around his face and kissed him.
His lips froze, his eyes darting. His heartbeat halted and the tingles crawled up his brain. His eyes fluttered, his palms reaching her cheeks and kissed her back, his chest tightening.
Her tongue entered into his warm mouth, her finger nails digging into his cheeks as her feet strode towards him, urging him backwards.
He tilted his face, twirling his tongue around hers. Her hands trailed down, and yanked his shirt open, the buttons falling on the ground with clicking sound, making him pull his lips apart, gasping.
He saw his chest heaving under her palms, her fingers pulling his shirt off, down his shoulders, along with his blazer.
Suddenly, the back of his knees hit against the edge of the bed, his blazer and shirt still tucked on his arms.
With quivering lips, he looked at her: she was staring at his chest. He felt another rush of burning sensation. Swiftly, she cupped his cheeks, and smirked, her eyes glistening with a peculiar feel in them.
His brows squinted, his eyes widening as she pushed him on the mattress.
The mattress felt thick, soft and soul consuming against his enormous body; instantly, he scummed to it, slithering, his eyes mellowing as his heartbeat paced.
The CEO had disappeared.
His arms stretched, his eyes softening with a subtle smile curling his lips, his skin warm and full of hue.
“You love me?” She asked, reaching for his tie.
A sizzle crawled down his spine, breaths seeping thickly. “Yes, Mistress.” He nodded, his eyes anchored to her.
She slapped his hands away, and removed his tie. A smirk curled his lips, his heart churning.
“You want me to own you?” She straddled his thighs, leaning down, gazing deep into his eyes.
“Yes, please.” He raised his wrists and held them before her eyes.
She looked at his hands, and then at the tie. Instantly, she tied his wrists with his tie.
His heart skipped a beat, filled with honied melody, his muscles softening like he was high on weed.
She placed his tied hands on his crotch, and pulled him up for another kiss by his neck. His shoulders instantly melted, his eyes rolling behind his head, while his tongue welcomed hers in, his lips just responding to hers.
Warm, slimy and juicy, she felt her chest ablaze, her fingers digging into the back of his neck.
He whimpered, fisting his hands on his crotch, a sharp thrill crawling down his spine. Suddenly she pulled back, panting, her gaze steely on him, and removed her blouse.
Once again her fingers found his neck, she pressed her forehead against his, staring down at his eager eyes, breathing heavily.
“Own me please.” He whispered heavily, looking at her without blinking away.
She smirked, her body writhing against his, hot and soft.
“Please, Own me.” His eyebrows squinted, his tone needier.
Suddenly, she got off his thighs, and stood up, taking her skirt off, her eyes still on his.
His chest heaved, he quickly took his pants and underwear off, his eyes fluttering. His jaw clenched, his muscles tingling.
She took her panties off, and with her panties in her hand mounted his thighs once again.
His jaw tilted up and his brows squinted, his eyes sparkling like a puppy looking at his master. His knuckles tightened, his chest sinking with a thawing feeling.
She smirked, looking into his eyes, then parted his lips with her fingers, and shoved her panties in his mouth.
She tilted her head, her eyes glistening. She pushed his back down on the mattress. His body flexed, his eyes mellowing, a smile on his face curling his lips.
“Boss…” She rumbled, leaning against his face as she grasped his cock.
His dick twitched, her touch jolting up his groin. “You want me to own you?” She questioned as she positioned the tip of his cock against her wet cunt, twitching.
His eyes unbolted, he lifted his head, looking at his twitching dick slowly slipping inside her.
His dick was being squeezed, soaked and wrung inside her, heat crawling up to his head. His head fell back into the mattress, his stomach burning.
His eyes grew heavy, his head ringing as she began grinding. “Y-yes…” He muffled, the roughness of her panties grazing against his tongue, “p-please.” The nerves on his throat pulsed, his wrists strained from his tight knuckles.
“Have you always had such fantasies about me?” Her eyes traced every changing expression and reaction of his face and body, her fingers trailing down his buff chest.
“F-fantasy?” His eyebrows arched, her panties getting damp inside his mouth. “I’ve loved you, Mistress. From the moment I saw you, you were the one for me. I knew what you were capable of.”
A shiver ran down her spine. She grasped his wrists and pinned them above his head, her face an inch away from his.
Her heart burned more, she liked it yet she wanted to water it down.
“What am I capable of?” She asked, looking deep in his eyes.
He gulped, his eyes fluttering, his lungs getting breathless.
“O-owning me, p-putting me in my place.” He took shallow, deep breaths, his arms tightening.
She smiled, leaned back and paced her hips, her fingers pressed against his abdomen.
His toes curled, his stomach tightened. He moaned louder, his eyes dazed, just looking at her.
Her eyes were shut, her hair bouncing with her hips, as she arched her back. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and grasped his throat, glaring down at him. “Who do you think you are?”
His heart raced even more, his eyes widening and fluttering.
“Who do you think you are to hide all of this from me for so long?” She grunted, her fingers tightening around his throat.
He blinked, a calm look residing in his eyes. “I’m–I’m sorry, Mistress.” He whimpered.
Her jaw clenched, her eyes darkening. Abruptly, she removed her panties from his mouth by her teeth, and gently slapped him.
“I was wrong, Mistress.” He moaned with his eyes closed, and his face turned aside. “I should have confessed.” He turned his face, looking into her eyes and locked her body in his arms, his wrists still tied.
He sat up, and began thrusting. “I’m sorry for making you wait, Mistress.”
Her eyes sparkled, her insides jolting against his strong thrusts, her neck craning back.
He rested his face onto her breasts, his lips pressing against her sweaty, salty skin and grunted, “please own me.”
Every inch of her body was quivering, tingling. Her clit was palpitating, her stomach tightening.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, and leaned back onto his locked arms, her eyes shut, the knot in her stomach growing bigger. “Don’t stop.”
“I’ll do as you say, Mistress. Just own me. I want this to be real.” He dick was quivering more than ever before, his insides shaking and tingling with so much pleasure.
His chest felt full yet empty. He thrusted harder, growling. “I’ll be your good boy. I’ll do as you say. I’ll —I’ll be whatever you want me to be.”
Their moans whirled together in that room, their bodies intertwined, under great pleasure.
The knot connecting them grew bigger until they were both releasing against each other, moaning, coated with a thick layer of sweat and pleasure.
The black slipped under his lids, and the high in his chest suddenly diminished. He woke up in his own house, not wrapped in her arms but his blanket, not quivering from pleasure but soulless.
That day, he forced himself to dress, the time frozen in his head. Everything was a blur and a distant chatter, his head ringing, his jaw clenched, and his heart burning.
He was stepping towards his office, his assistant informing him about his schedule, when he saw her, standing by her desk, looking at him with a cordial look.
His heartbeat dropped, skin turned cold, eyes suspended on her. He was slowly reaching her.
“Good morning boss.” She said and smiled, dipping her head. So formal.
“Good morning.” He forced his words out, and then quickly strode towards his office, his chest clenching.
THE END
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