Page 55 of Boss Abroad
The way my body reacts to his is almost violent. The shiver that runs through me shakes me to my core. Two nights with Liam have awakened a submissive side in me I wasn't even aware of having. All it takes is one look at his stern face and I’m eager to follow his every command.
I walk into the shower and put my hair in a ponytail, never breaking eye contact with him, watching his dirty smile grow bigger.
“Feel free to take the reins, Liam. Or my hair.” I twist it to make it look like a rope. “I’m more than happy for you to take control in the bedroom. I’ve given you permission to push me, pull me, stretch me, play me.”
I shove him back under water to rinse the soap off his sculpted body. He throws his head back as I swap out his hand for mine and pump his hard cock up and down with the excuse to clear the soap.
Then I hold his balls in a vise grip, not to hurt him, but with enough pressure to get his full attention. His head slowly comes back down to face me.
“But Mr. Gunn, you will measure your words. You will lower your tone. And you will speak politely, so very politely, to me.” I pull his balls a little further before I blink my eyes innocently at him and check, “Understood?”
“The little doctor’s got balls.” He sounds more surprised than I’d like him to be, but his voice also carries admiration as he walks forward, forcing me back until I hit the tiles .
He towers over me, magnificent. It’s hard to decide where to look when he’s standing in his naked glory this close to me.
I play with his balls while I slowly jerk him off and he groans in appreciation, eyes still open. He runs a hand through my ponytail and grabs my hair to tilt my head back, elongating my neck for his assault.
“Can you still call it ordering you around when you put your hair up like this, as an offering?” He licks from my neck to behind my ear. He sucks and bites my earlobe before whispering and making me shiver. “Is it really an order when you comply so willingly?”
My body responds of its own accord, pumping his cock with more strength and speed. Liam slaps my hand away and turns me around. I welcome the cold from the tiles on my cheek and tits, my nipples getting even harder.
He keeps one hand on my hair, holding me still where he wants me. The other caresses my shoulder, arm, and waist on its way to my pussy. I arch my back and spread my legs to give him better access.
“Is it an order when your pussy is this wet and I’ve barely touched you?”
His fingers leave my clit way too soon and he lifts my ass back to meet his body.
“Is it really an order when your body is begging to be fucked?” He smiles into my cheek. “No, baby girl. I’m not ordering you around, I’m spoiling you rotten with good cock. I’m tending to your every need.”
Liam’s dirty talk is my favorite aphrodisiac and his breath leaves my ear too soon as he starts pumping his fingers in and out of my swollen cunt.
He brings his other hand to my tits, pinching and pulling on my nipples, then down my stomach until he’s on my clit, rubbing lazy circles as my orgasm nears. I moan, his name rolling off my tongue over and over.
Liam praises my body, my tight pussy, the heaviness of my breasts, he fucks my ears with his filthy words and his mouth nibbles and kisses every inch of skin it can reach. He must think I’m edible and I’m not about to correct him. His moves are soft, slow, intimate and I’m right at the edge, so close, moaning long and loud. Liam is a triple threat: skillful with hands, mouth and cock.
He rubs his cock between my ass cheeks and whispers obscenities in my ear while circling my clit with the pads of his fingers. I come undone to Liam’s wishes to fuck me bare, to his vivid description of how slow he’d enter me, inch by inch, making me feel every vein of his cock, of how he dreams about feeling my pussy squeezing him without anything between us. His words tip, no, they catapult me over the edge.
That’s never going to happen, but goddammit, now I want it too.
Liam washes me clean, then gets me all dirty with his release. He exits the shower first and I’m still enjoying the multiple jets of water from the fancy shower when he returns, already dressed in his suit. He brings a ruled notepad and a folded sheet with him.
Holding the notepad up, he tells me that’s for me to draft my speech. Pen and paper? He is old. Then he holds the folded piece of paper and waits until he has my full attention.
“We’ve established a few things already. Neither of us date. We both want uncomplicated. We want to make the most of the time you have here.” I purse my lips at him because apparently, I’m submissive during sex, but a stubborn brat otherwise. “Fine, I admitted it already. For someone with so many accreditations, you’ve been a bit slow to pick this up.”
I laugh freely and my naked body jiggles, aching with memories of where Liam’s been and what he’s done to me. A little pain can be delicious.
“Anyway, I drew a contract for us.”
“A contract?”
“Yes. Congratulations, perfect hearing. Add that to your list of accolades.”
“Asshole.” I position my head under the waterfall shower head to hide my smile.
“We love our rules, so I wrote a few I like for us. Add yours. We’ll discuss them later.”
“Sure, Liam.” I let the water run over my face to disguise how curious I am to read what he’s put down already.