Page 96 of One Bossy Date

He pulled his sweats all the way off, grabbing a condom from the pocket before chucking them aside. I slid my hand around his stiff cock, stroking and rubbing my palm over the swollen head.

“Fuck…fuck,” he said, pausing in his actions and closing his eyes.

I continued to please him, moving my hand sensually over the silky skin that was steadily growing tighter as his dick grew to enormous proportions.

“Stop…fuck…stop…or I’m going to come. Lie back.”

I obeyed, releasing him slowly and settling back onto the bed. Anders locked his gaze with mine and lifted the corner of his mouth ever so slightly, growling, “Good girl,” while tearing open the packet.

In one fluid motion, he was rolling the condom down his shaft.

He then dropped down onto his elbows on either side of my head and kissed me. He cradled my body tighter to his, our naked skin pressed firmly together. I could feel my nipples pressing against his pecs, scraping his skin. He brushed his lips against mine, swiping his tongue inside my mouth, and drawing sexual desperation out of me.

“Legs around me,” he ordered.

I grasped at his back, wrapped my legs around his thighs, and reached down to position his dick at my entrance.

“I’m ready, Anders. Please.”

“Oh, are you?” His lips were against my neck, kissing and licking the sensitive skin there. He lifted his head to stare into my eyes, amused.

“Yeah…yeah…”

“You want my cock inside you?” he rumbled, teasing me with his cock at my entrance.

“Yeah…”

He teased me a bit more but didn’t move.

“Desperately,” I breathed.

“Desperately? Ah. Magic word.” With a sly smile, he pushed forward.

Slowly. Painfully slowly.

I didn’t flinch when he sank into me, inch by inch. I realized I shouldn’t have been so sure, because holyhell, I was not ready for the depth. His cock wassobig. I’d forgottenhowbig it was.

He filled me, stretching me, and pulling a deep moan from my lips. “Oh…”

“Yes, sexy…let me hear you,” Anders murmured encouragingly into my ear, then sucked my earlobe between his lips. He was deep inside of me, holding my body ransom. Owning me. Torturing me with his big cock.

After a short moment, he pulled out slowly, but before reaching halfway, he pushed back in.

“Anders…”

The sensation was delectable, sending me into a daze of passion. Anders’s body was on mine, around it, in it, and it was true: my body belonged to him. Only him. It belonged to him like it had never belonged to another man.

Holding on to his shoulders for dear life, I kissed him again.

He moved deliberately at first, then settled into a rhythm and rocked my body against the bed with firm thrusts. It felt so good to be wrapped up in him like this. To feel the weight of his body against mine, pushing me against the mattress, as if I were truly his to use as he pleased. And I was. I held on tightly and didn’t let go.

“Fuck…baby,” he growled out, letting my mouth go as our breathing was picking up fast. “The way you squeeze my cock feels fucking amazing.” I let my head fall back, panting, while Anders dropped his next to mine and grinded against my body. He increased speed, thrusting into me, and leaning on one arm so he could grasp my hip with the other.

“You like to be thoroughly fucked like this, baby?” he murmured softly.

“Yeah… it feels better than anything.”

“You look better than anything with my cock inside you. So fucking good.” His voice was a growl. He used the new leverage to pump into me, finding a new rhythm and taking us both to the next level.