“I thought I’d surprise you,” I say breathily.
“Oh, this is quite the surprise indeed, Elodie.” He growls, and I know I’m in for it and will love and enjoy every second of the pleasure he’ll give me, and I’ll give him.
“Before you go all alpha on me, there’s a few things I want to do.” I bite my lip.
“By all means.”
With his approval, I pull back the comforter that was concealing a blue dildo. It’s roughly seven inches in size, mimicking my lover’s generous member.
“Fuck!” he comments, and I know he realizes I’m giving him his fantasy.
I put the dildo to my lips and lick it while letting out soft mewls. He swiftly takes a seat in the corner chair of his bedroom so he can be comfortable while watching my every move. Slipping the dildo into my mouth, I hollow my cheeks and suck hard. Deep throating is something I’m working on, and the more I’ve practiced with the dildo, the better I’ve become. When he’s put in time at the office on various projects, I’ve put time into perfecting my technique.
“Shit, El. You’re going to give me a heart attack with the way you’re going to town on that thing.”
“Mmm,” is all I can muster around a mouthful of the toy.
“I’m not going to be able to take it much longer; you’re going to need to do that to me,” he pleads.
As I nod enthusiastically at his request, my core clenches when he stands up and walks over to me. He pulls the dildo from my mouth, and there’s an audible pop as it comes out. When he tosses it on the bed, I quiver with need and want.
He bends down and tugs gently at the chains attached to the clamps, and my nipples become even more erect. My moans fill my ears as he nibbles at the delicate peaks.
James straightens back up, undoes the button and fly to his pants and pulls his cock out of his boxers. I lick my lips at the delicious sight before me.
“Stand up, baby,” he commands.
I do as I’m told, but my legs are shaky from the excitement electrifying my body.
“Walk over to your dresser and pull out two pairs of panties,” he says in a gravelly tone.
He starts undoing his tie, unfastens a few buttons, and sits on the bed where I was just perched moments ago. “Now come here and be a good girl.”
He spanks my butt cheek for emphasis and as a reminder, even though I will obey his every word. I hand over the panties, and he somehow knots them together, then secures my hands behind my back with them.
“Knees,” he demands.
Dutifully, I get on my knees and admire his engorged cock while saliva pools in my mouth.
I put my lips to the tip and give it soft kisses and licks. Then, I deep throat him just like I did the dildo, and he seems to lose his mind. It’s powerful knowing I can bring him such immense pleasure; what a thrilling and heady thing it is, pleasing my man. He has me moaning now right along with him.
After a few minutes of hard suction, he pulls my head back using my hair. It’s gentle yet assertive, and his granite-hard cock falls from my mouth. I look at him with puppy-dog eyes, wondering what I did wrong.
He answers my unspoken question, “You didn’t do anything wrong, baby. I just can’t take any more torture and need to be inside that gorgeous pussy that’s all mine.”
Smiling at him, I stand up and assume the position I know he’ll want me in because of my hands being bound at my lower back. I get on all fours on top of the bed and turn my head so my cheek rests on the mattress. He rams into my passage without a second to spare. How he managed to undress so quickly is beyond me.
We move together as I push back on him and he slams forward, and it’s the most delicious of sensations at this angle. After a few minutes of us being in rhythm, he pulls my body up and cups my neck with his strong hand. He squeezes it slightly to heighten the sensations. God, I love it when he chokes me—I trust him implicitly.
I turn my head to kiss him, and our tongues duel for quite a while until we’re both breathless. Then he pushes me back down on the mattress. The sounds of my ass slapping against his groin are so erotic, and I’m so wet—my pussy keeps tightening in response.
“I’m going to come,” he grits out.
“Me too!” I scream.
We come together, and our cries of ecstasy and passion echo through the bedroom. He unbinds my hands and then collapses on top of me before it turns into a cuddle fest.
“I love you,” I whisper to him.
“And I love you, baby.”
He makes me so happy. I love being in his arms.
This is my happy place.
He is my happy place.
He is my fox.
Jamison
Last night I never expected Elodie to bring one of my fantasies to life. She surprises me at every turn. She makes me be a better man, and the things I’ve always wanted are now possible.
Soon enough I’ll put a ring on her finger. I’m just giving her a little more time to adjust to the idea of us, but I already bought the ring and have Alexander’s blessing to be his son-in-law. I’m elated the ring turned out as well as it did. I was fearful it would look cartoonish, but that is not the case. I went to the best jeweler in the Panhandle and had them custom-make a platinum band, and on top are diamonds shaped in the silhouette of a small fox and rabbit intertwined.
Sadly, my aunt passed away last month. It’s been devastating to lose her—my mom—but El has been by my side through it all. The fact that my aunt got to meet her and spend quality time with her, has helped. I think Taffy could leave this earth knowing I’d found my other half in life.
Elodie is throwing me a party tonight—it’s supposed to be a surprise, but she should know better—I know how to hack into everything. It didn’t take any effort to get the details once I heard whisperings around the office of a party. Little did I know it was in my honor for my one-year anniversary at Alcott.
This year, 2019, is starting off perfectly, and I have big plans for business—I have even bigger plans for Elodie. After I propose and we tie the knot, I want us to look into adoption. We’ll make great parents, and we both said we’d love to adopt one day. Maybe we’ll look into finding a surrogate later down the road, but this decision feels right for the time being.
I never expected to fall for the boss’s daughter. But life is funny like that. She may think my personal concerts are the most captivating things, but her performances in the bedroom and her professions of love certainly outweigh and rival anything I can do.
Who would ever expect that your greatest enemy would one day turn out to be your best friend and the greatest love of your life?
Now I have my Mistress of the Darkness, and lucky for her, I gave that name a whole new meaning.
The End
About the Author
Kara Liane is a lover of all things romance. She holds several degrees, including a master’s in management from Wayland Baptist University. She’s a former military spouse and works in the environmental science field. Her twin elementary-age sons and miniature pinscher are her loves in life, and they reside with her in New Jersey.
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