“I wouldn’t have asked for it if I didn’t mean it. Not too rough, but don’t be gentle either. We’re testing our limits, remember?”
He felt my body up for a short while before his hands made it up to my neck. Once they did, they were prepared. The alpha wrapped his powerful hands around my neck, squeezing gently at first. I began to moan for him, riding him progressively faster so that we could find the proper amount of pressure. If he began to choke too hard, I would slow down my grinding, and he would turn down his volume.
Once we found the proper amount of force, I ground against his hard dick faster than ever. I had my clit rubbing against his shaft, tingles shooting through my cunt as he cut off my air.
And soon enough, ecstasy rushed through my frame. I came like a hurricane, moaning loud as my pussy exploded wetly, coating his shaft in sweet juices as my entire body shuddered.
But this was only the start. As soon as I could function again, I seized those blue eyes with mine.
“Give me your hands,” was my command.
Shawn obeyed, and I snapped the cuffs on him in an instant. Pushing his arms up, soon his hands were locked above his head.
“Keep them there,” was my firm order as I kissed down his strong chest before slowly lapping at that hot shaft. It literally jumped under my tongue, the man letting out a strangled growl.
“Don’t move,” was my coo. “Otherwise I’m going to stop.”
“I’m going to fucking come,” he said frantically as I tasted him again, playing with his balls and stroking that fat member with my hands.
“Don’t move,” was my warning mewl. “Don’t you dare.”
Shawn’s face tightened, his breath coming fast as I stroked his dick, eager to pump man juice down my throat. He jerked quickly, hips arcing upwards, and then released with a shout, semen coating my tongue and the roof of my mouth with his warm substance. Mmm, yummy. Once I’d drained his balls completely, I looked up at him, opening my mouth so he could see the mouthful of sticky come. I happily swallowed his load, loving the salty sweet taste.
But it was my turn now. Tasting his manhood had made me hungry, and I climbed up onto him, ready for my turn. Swiveling, I scooted up until my wet pussy was right against his face.
“Taste my cunt with your tongue,” I commanded.
I sat on his face, and he obeyed immediately. Shawn was very skilled with his tongue, and he knew exactly where to lick. The tip of his muscle lapped against my walls. He would tug on my clit with his teeth, pulling it just enough to shoot chills all over my body. I could tell that he wanted to use his hands, but due to the restraints, the man had to put all of his energy into eating my pussy.
“Don’t stop,” I moaned.
I was so unbelievably turned on, not just from his skills, but from being the one totally in control. I was plotting what I’d have him do next while he savored my wetness. My imagination and his abilities got me there again. I started to aggressively ride his face.
“Don’t stop!” I moaned loudly again.
He kept at it and I gave him another climax, creaming wetly into his throat as he swallowed furiously. I almost thought he was about to pull out multiple ones, but I had to climb off off his face before I risked blacking out yet again.
Releasing him from his shackles, I got all on fours again with my bottom swaying in the air.
“Take me hard, Shawn. Grab onto my hair, put your huge tool in me, and make me feel good.”
And this time, the man took control. It was incredible. We went at it like animals, and then switched positions again, his hard member making me mewl and cream repeatedly. Although I was typically beneath him, I was still in charge. He smacked my ass repeatedly, and never stopped tugging on my hair. He even smacked my tits from time to time, which made shivers shoot from my nips straight to my pussy.
At one point, when we were lying on our sides and Shawn was behind me, he bit into my neck without me having to tell him to. I felt like he might break the skin, but that was fine by me. And as his teeth descended, he continued to thrust hard and deep inside while tugging at my nipples.
It was pure heaven and I came so hard then that all thought escaped my mind, pure ecstasy rushing my form as we hurtled through space together. The man jerked in back of me, that huge dick pumping sweet, hot semen into my interior. There was so much that I wondered if he’d ever released so much for someone before, and then caught myself. Because why would I hope that? Shawn wasn’t supposed to mean anything to me, except that he was the best lover I’d ever had. And now, he was my co-worker as well.
Oh no. My thoughts whirled even as I lay in an exhausted daze, the man’s thick shaft still buried deep inside. I should have pulled away, but I couldn’t because it felt so good that I couldn’t move, my insides loose and wet.
“I’ve never let a woman have that kind of control before,” Shawn growled in back, nipping lightly at my throat. “I like it, though. You’re an amazing woman.”
“Thank you,” was my sweet mewl. “You’re really good at taking orders. I like your initiative.”
“I just hope we can keep this up in the future,” he said. “We don’t have to do anything at work. We’ll do everything over here at my place. That is, if you want.”
I was too spent to put critical thought into the matter. “Maybe.”
But we had to move on, so I got up and began to get dressed, switching from my sexual side to my business side.
“My mom is coming by tomorrow at work,” I stated matter of factly. “We’re not just going to keep things professional. We have to be on our absolutely best behavior. In fact, you shouldn’t even look at me or look towards my office. No flirting, no longing glances, no reasons to make her suspicious.”
“Who said I was doing ‘longing glances’?” he said with a smirk. “But fine.”
I shot him a look.
“There can be nothing that goes on that might make her even think we know each other in any other way than boss and intern. Seriously, I can’t mess up in front of her, and I need you to cooperate.”
His brows went up.
“Laurie, I’m cooperating. Don’t freak out. I’m not going to fuck things up for you. I’ll be busy working and pretend you two don’t even exist.”
“Good,” I said as I finished dressing.
“Do you and your mom get along?” he asked curiously.
“I get along with both of my parents,” I replied. “My mom can just be… a bit overbearing at times. She promoted me to editor-in-chief quickly because she said she believes in me, but I’ve seen only weak evidence of that so far.”
“At least your parents are rich,” Shawn said in an off-hand manner. “My dad has problems even holding a steady job.”
Hmm, that was interesting.