Page 84 of Boss from Hell
Lillian laughed. “There’s no way I’m catching it when there are so many eager single women waiting.”
Inside the ballroom, Chris and I stood together as his new wife tossed her flowers to the group of single women. The entire group swayed in the direction that the bouquet was flying to, but it bounced over someone’s head and landed squarely in Lillian’s hands. Shocked, she threw it back into the midst of the disappointed women. I never loved her as much as I did at that moment.
She turned to me still laughing, happy, her eyes shining and her cheeks rosy.
“Did you see that? I caught it then tossed it away. Who does that?”
I stared at her, mesmerized. “Yeah, I did. Who does that?”
“Come on. Let’s dance.”
She took my hand and pulled me to the dance floor. I felt like the unluckiest man on earth as I held her close to me and we moved to the soft ballad. Everything I wanted was within touching distance, but I couldn’t have it.
Later, after all my best man duties were done, we headed for home.
Lillian stretched next to me and predictably, my cock stirred in response. “I wish you were on my lap right now.”
“If I wasn’t so scared of being arrested or us getting into an accident, I’d be on your lap right now.”
I knew exactly what to do.
I drove to my garage parking and instead of getting out of the car, I pressed the button to push my seat back, leaving ample space between the steering wheel and my body, and undid my seatbelt.
“There’s no risk of being arrested now or being in an accident,” I drawled.
“You’re so full of wicked, dirty ideas,” she cooed, as she undid her seat belt and scrambled over to straddle me. She inched forward until she was seated directly on my hard heat.
“Have you ever been fucked in a car?” I asked, pushing her dress up until it bunched at her waist. She was not kidding. No underwear and her pussy and thighs were slick with her juices.
“Never, but I have a feeling I won’t say the same thing tomorrow,” she said.
Lillian unzipped her dress, and it fell off her body, exposing a red bra. I pushed down the cups of her bra, exposing her beautiful breasts to my eyes.
“Did you wear this dress for me?”
“Yes,” she murmured. “I wanted you to want me. To think about…” Her voice trailed off.
“Fucking you?”
“Yes.”
She thrust her chest forward and I bent forward to take a nipple into my mouth.
She moaned as I sucked on her nipples, moving from one to another. They pebbled in my mouth. She raked her fingers through my hair and rocked against my throbbing cock.
“I need you, Max,” she moaned.
Needing no further invitation, I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. She slid down on my waiting cock. I growled as she eased down all the way, my engorged shaft stretching her, pushing against her tight walls.
She looked wild, bouncing on my cock, her lips slightly parted and her breasts bobbing with every thrust. I gripped her ass and bounced her faster, grinding up to fuck her even deeper.
Within minutes, Lillian came, her fingers digging into my shoulders. No woman had ever made me feel that good. I foughtthe onslaught of sensation until I couldn’t anymore. My balls tightened and I thundered into her, pumping every drop of my cum deep inside her.
Afterwards, we made our way, laughing into the house. A shared shower later, we slipped into bed, but I couldn’t fall asleep. My mind was abuzz with what would happen once we had unmasked my enemy.
“You can’t sleep?” she whispered.
“I’m going to have to go away for a couple of days,” I said.