“I’ve never done this.”

“I know.” It’s one of the many reasons why he loved her. What he knew he had to do, was move … slowly.

Or slow-ish.

He didn’t want to scare her away. That was the last thing he would ever want to do.

Touching her waist, he felt her full hips, and couldn’t resist pressing his body tight against her.

She let out a moan, and boy, was it sweet music. He fucking loved it, relished it, and wanted more of it. Tilting her head back, he kissed her again, this time, tracing across her full lips before plunging inside. She moaned his name, wrapping her arms around his neck, her body going flush with his.

Stroking down to her ass, he gripped the flesh, drawing her leg up over his hip, grinding his dick close to her pussy. It wouldn’t be so hard to fuck her right now. He’d been fantasizing about tasting her pretty pussy for months. What would be the harm in having a taste now?

He kicked his office door shut and moved her back toward his desk.

“What are you doing?”

He broke from the kiss, trailing down to her neck, sucking on her pulse. She whimpered his name, and it was sweet fucking heaven.

He really couldn’t get enough. He was addicted to her. Wanted everything about her, to consume, to take, to own.

Flicking the catch of her jeans, he slid his hand inside, teasing the band of her panties.

“I want to taste you,” he said.

“I’ve never…”

“I know, and I fucking love that I’m going to be your first, and your only. I’m going to drive you wild, and you’re going to love every single second of it. I promise.”

He pulled her jeans down toward her knees, taking her shoes off, and also drawing her panties down as well.

She wasn’t fighting him. Her face had a nice flush, and her tits were heaving with each indrawn breath.

“Trust me.”

“I do trust you.”

He gripped her knees and spread open her thighs. Finally, he looked at her cunt, and his mouth watered for a taste. Sliding his fingers up the inside of her legs, he touched her pussy.

She gasped.

“A little sensitive?”

“Yes.”

“Good. I want you to watch me, Emily. This pussy, this body, it all belongs to me, and I’m not going to let you miss a single moment of pleasure.”

“You don’t have to do this,” she said.

“I want to.”

He’d been waiting a long time, and now he had her exactly where he wanted her. He made a mental note to send Nancy a nice, big, fat bonus this Christmas.

****

OMG!!! My pants are off. My boss’s head is between my legs.

This is incredible.

He’s going to lick my pussy.

“Sorry about that. I will make sure it never happens again,” he said, stroking her face.

“It’s fine.”

“No, only I get to see you.”

“I’m going to have to get used to this,” she said, smiling. “It seems a little crazy to think of us together like this.”

“You’ll need to get used to it. It’s going to be happening a whole lot of the time.”