Page 18 of Boss Abroad

“Never. Stop.” She leans back on the counter, her breasts bouncing as I fuck her. “Never. Been. So. Good.”

I wear an arrogant smile as I look upon this goddess breaking apart in front of me.

I’m sweating and my balls are tightening. I don’t want to blow this soon or come alone, so I slow down, spit on my thumb and use it to run lazy circles over her clit. Her pussy squeezes me hard, and I realize my plan has backfired. But in a more than satisfying manner.

I stop before she climaxes, and she stares at me in disbelief, making me chuckle at her anger. “You want to come?”

She nods, staring down at where we’re joined together.

“You know the drill.”

That catches her attention, and she stares at me, lips open, eyebrows sewn together. I give her clit another light pinch and a moan escapes her.

“Beg me, April. Call my name. Beg me, and I’ll give it to you.”

I pinch her clit before pumping into her, alternating between a forceful thrust and a pinch. “Let me hear you say it, beautiful.”

She tries to rub herself harder on me, but I just pull back, denying her any power. She looks so flustered; a perfect brat.

“Say it.” One hard thrust, one pinch. The desperation in her eyes is almost enough to sway me. Another thrust, another pinch. And that’s how I break her.

“Fuck me, Liam! Please! Please, make me come. Fuck me harder. Now! Fucking make me take it, Liam!”

Atta girl. There’s my little slut. Fucking her mercilessly, her eyes and mouth widen as she comes on my cock, her tight little cunt milking me. Fuuuuck.

Joke is on me because I’m at her fucking mercy. It’s too much. I’m lost. I can’t help but come with her, spasms driving me deeper inside her, drawing out her pleasure as I spill into the condom.

Exhausted and sated, my head drops to her shoulder, and she leans into me, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Damn it, Liam. I think you’ve just ruined me for other men.”

I smile and shake my head, panting as I reply, “Don’t expect me to apologize for that.”

“Don’t expect me to walk after that. 999 you said? ‘Emergency? A man just tried to kill me with his cock’.”

I laugh and my cock twitches inside her as she squeezes me again with her tight pussy.

We both look up into each other’s eyes and whisper “fuck” at the same time.

CHAPTER NINE

april

I’m still in liquid form, sitting on the vanity, letting the mirror behind me support most of my weight, as I, certain as two and two is four, cannot. I watch Liam in pure fascination as he removes the condom, ties it up and bins it. His thick, long cock hangs between his legs as he walks into the shower and turns it on. Damn, I got lucky tonight.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a dick that pretty. Can I call a dick pretty? Let’s find out.

“You have such a pretty dick.” Yeap, I said it.

He chokes out a laugh and shakes the water from his face to stare me in the eye. “What the actual fuck did you just say?” I can see the amount of strength he’s conjuring to try to keep a straight face at me, but the minute he starts soaping himself up, my focus falls back down.

My neck is bent to the side and I must look like the most curious dog ever.

Do dicks have hypnotic powers? My goodness, April. What the hell is wrong with your brain? Maybe ‘fuck your brains out’ is not really just a metaphor.

His forearm brushes away the fog from the shower screen and one finger pokes the glass, pointing at me.

It’s a struggle, but I muster all my self control and steer my attention back to his face.

“Don’t call my dick pretty, it just lost two inches hearing that.”