The Boss Crush - Penny Wylder Page 0,62

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“That's all you got?” I ask, digging firm fingers into her hips and holding her still.

My cock presses against her. The only thing keeping me from slipping inside her is a thin wisp of material. I can the intense beat of her heart as it pulses through her clit.

“You need more?” Dalia's long lashes fan her lids like canopies as she blinks. “What do you want, Lyle?”

“I want you to beg me for it.” Thinning my lips, I jerk my hips up, making my dick tap her clit.

Dalia whimpers, sucking her bottom lip back into her mouth as she moans. She grinds down, trying her best to rub against me, to get some relief from the intense hunger her body is feeling.

“Please,” she says softly, her eyes hiding under hooded lids. “Please, fuck me, Lyle. I can't take this anymore.”

“Now that's more like it,” I say with a smile as I shed the last thread of control I have.

Slipping her panties to the side, I press up inside her as I push her hips down. Her legs spread wider, burying the last inch of my cock. I lift her up with my hands and drop her back down, forcing my cock in even deeper.

Dalia moans loud and hard, falling forward as she rocks with me, riding my length. Everything about the way we move together is perfect. We were made for each other. I knew it back then, and I still know it now.

Sitting on the top step in the stairwell, Dalia rides my cock as I hold her ass. Lifting up on her knees, she drops down hard and fast. It feels like my dick hits her lower belly, and I feel her the warm juices flowing down my shaft and over my balls.

It's incredible. The feeling coursing through my body is hot as fire and cold as ice, it's loud and soft, it's fast and slow, it's everything all at once.

Sucking in a ragged breath, I lick across her chest, tasting her salty skin. I want to lick every inch of her body, she tastes so fucking good.

Her strapless dress makes it easy for me to pull down the front and take one of her tits in my mouth. Her nipple is pebbled, so I pluck it with my teeth, then suck on it again. Using one of my hands, I pinch her other nipple as I grind up hard and fast.

Up and down, up and down, Dalia holds my shoulders, using them for leverage as she fucks me. Her hips roll, rubbing her clit hard against me. She's moving faster, dropping harder, digging her nails into my upper shoulders.

“Yeah, fuck me, Lyle. I need you to fuck me, I need you to take me away from here.” Her voice drifts between reality and fiction as if fucking her here and now will send her home like the click of ruby red heels.

Pistoning my hips hard and fast, her clit rubs against my stomach. I watch as goosebumps explode down her arms, and she drops her head back, mouth open wide. Her lilting song makes my heart skip a beat and my cock swell.

Her pussy bears down around me, milking my shaft. Falling forward, Dalia drives her face into the crook of my neck and moans. Her fingers rake through my hair, and down my neck as her body begins to shake.

With one last thrust, my cock twitches inside her. Pulse after pulse of cum fills her, spilling out around the base.

Dalia's chest is rising and falling hard as she sits up straight. “Think I'll get pregnant because we didn't use protection?” Winking, she smiles big as she fixes her dress, covering her chest.

I chuckle with her, and brush a few loose strands of hair away from her face. “You are coming back to the party, right?” She shrugs a shoulder with a half-smile. “You can't let her win, Dalia. Going back will be the ultimate fuck you.”

Her lips purse, and I can see her thinking. It takes her a second, but she nods. “I’ll go back, but just to thank the clients, and then I'm going.”

“Fair enough,” I say, helping her off my lap.

“Can we get some air first, though?”

“Yeah.” Taking her hand, I lead her up the stairs. “We can use the emergency exit to the roof, it's right up here.”

Opening the door, a cool breeze blows between us, causing Dalia to wrap herself in her arms. Taking off my jacket, I cover her shoulders and