Boss (Killer of Kings 7) - Page 46

He knew her history like no one else. She was safe with him. “I haven’t even gotten started.” He kissed her neck, flicking his tongue across her pulse. She let out a gasp and now he used his teeth to create the perfect level of pain and then soothe it out with light flicks.

Down he went, going to the tops of her breasts. He kissed each mound before reaching behind her to flick the catch of her bra open. Sliding the straps down her arms, he removed it from her body to stare at her.

“Do you even realize how fucking beautiful you are?” he asked. He saw the blush in her cheeks and couldn’t help but smile. “I take it from that look you don’t have a clue.”

“Why don’t you show me?”

“Gladly.”

His tongue flicked over one beaded nipple before taking the second one into his mouth. She arched up, moaning his name. The sound filled the room, echoing off the walls.

He cupped both tits and teased each bud before biting down then sucking them into his mouth. They were more than a generous mouthful. He wanted them swaying in front of him as he fucked her. Damn it, he just wanted Graciella forever.

Slowly, he trailed his lips down her body, going to her stomach, then lower. The panties still covered her pussy and that was where he wanted to be.

Pressing his face against the fabric covering her cunt, he breathed her in. She released a little cry. The sound so sweet yet shocking. He couldn’t get enough of her, didn’t want to.

The panties were now an obstruction. Gripping the crotch, he pulled. The seams were no match for his strength. They came apart with ease. He threw the offending item away. Now he got to see her pretty pussy.

She was already wet but he intended to make her even more so.

Sliding the lips of her pussy open, he looked at her sweet, swollen clit. He wanted his dick inside her, to taste her, to drown in this woman. Putting the flat of his tongue to her clit, he stroked back and forth.

“Oh my fucking God!” Graciella’s pleasured moans filled the air. He stopped long enough to look at her, and fuck, if she wasn’t a sight to behold. So beautiful. So sexy. So amazing.

Licking her clit, he tugged it into his mouth with a groan. He bit down, making her writhe beneath him, just so perfect and open. Her desperate mewling made his cock rock-hard. He teased back and forth with his tongue then moved down to stroke along her slit.

“You’re killing me,” she cried.

He pressed his hands to her inner thighs, keeping her open as he started to thrust inside her, plunging in deep with his tongue. Then he returned to her clit, determined to devote plenty of attention to that sweet little bud. He could stay between her legs half the night.

She wriggled beneath him and he rubbed his face against her, not wanting to let go. He wanted her to know real pleasure, from a man who demanded nothing in return. Her cream coated his face and he lapped it up. She was about to peak, thrusting her pussy against his face, gasping and tensing. He cupped her ass cheeks, holding her close as he nibbled mercilessly on her pussy.

“Yes, please, yes,” she said. “I’m close, Boss. So close.”

“Come for me, princess.”

She did.

He swallowed down her cum as she let go and it was so fucking beautiful. Boss didn’t stop there, letting her ride her wave of pleasure, more than happy to be the one to give her an orgasm. Only when she settled down from her peak did he slow down, giving her time to enjoy the bliss.

He reached into his night table, retrieving a condom. From the tip down, he worked on the latex, the head of his cock already leaking pre-cum as he wanted inside her.

“Tell me to stop, Graciella. Tell me you don’t want me.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled up at him. “Boss, fuck me. Fuck me like you mean it.”

He growled and slammed his lips down on hers. She was pure sin and he couldn’t deny her anything. Didn’t want to. Holding her legs open with his hips, he rested the tip of his cock at her opening, staring into her eyes, waiting.

“You’ve got to put me inside you,” he said.

Every single step was going to be her accepting him, giving it to him. He’d never force her. If she wanted him, she was going to show him just how much.

With his cock at her entrance, he watched, entranced as she reached down between them. She took his cock in her hand. Thick and swollen, he wanted to get rid of the condom, to feel her skin to skin, but there would be time for that.

She eased the mushroom head against her clit, bumping it, and he groaned as she arched up, moaning as she did. So pretty. So perfect. Everything he ever wanted.

“That’s right, princess. Use me. Take what you want and fucking love it.”

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