《My Boss, My Obsession (TTSPG Book Two.)》22
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A/N
Ooo, sexy time.
Enjoy.
🥰😅
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Pulling my car key from my pocket, I grabbed my phone and left it on the door-side table as I headed outside. The roads were scarce as I sped at 100 miles per hour towards my favourite club in the city and within minutes I was pulling into an available parking spot.
With one pat down of my pockets, I ensured my money was well secured as I planned on getting completely wasted to the point I wouldn't remember my own name or the chick I would be taking home tonight.
"Danny?"
I heard that familiar call of my name and froze for a split second as I knew it could only belong to one person.
Only one person could get my heart racing and my blood feeling as though it was burning with the heat of a thousand fires.
It was cliche but it was exactly how I felt.
"Jon?" I asked, still trying to ensure he was real but afraid to turn around just the same.
I felt him before I saw him and I sucked in a breath at the feel of his strong, masculine body pressed against my back.
I could feel his breath on my neck as he brought his head towards mine and I even felt his body constrict as he inhaled.
"You smell so good." He murmurs as he places his hands on my waist, pulling me closer and inevitably trapping me between his arms.
"Jon. I-"
"I missed you so much... I missed you so much it hurts." He continues before burying his nose in my neck.
"Jon... I... we need to talk."
I pull myself from his grasp and watch as he tries to restrain himself from pulling me closer once more.
"I really don't feel like talking-"
"Jon-"
"I want to do anything else that doesn't involve talking-'
"I... We-"
"I want to finally know what it feels like to be close to you... to be inside of you. I want so badly just to watch you sleep having been spent from our lovemaking."
His voice is so soft, so alluring that for just a moment I forgot how manly I used to be. Shaking my head in an attempt to snap out of whatever feminine feeling was trying to overtake me, I stood straighter as I narrowed my eyes at him, thankful for my sanity that just reappeared.
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"We can't see each other." I said firmly.
"Danny-"
"A detective Burnes and Pompey came to see me earlier, which by the way, remind me to yell at you later for telling them we were together, and-"
"We are together."
"That's not the point-"
"So what's the point?" He stands with his hands thrust into his pockets and I want to roll my eyes at the fact that he could get upset over the stupidest thing.
"Everyone at the office thinks we're together and-"
And he silenced me with his kiss.
I couldn't begin to tell you how it happened or even when but somehow we had moved from our position near my parked car at the club, miles away from my house, to my bed.
The intensity of our arousal was so overwhelming that the last several minutes had vanished from my mind as we fought to strip ourselves from our obstructions. I vaguely remembered us getting into my car and driving back to my place as I was being roughly pushed onto my bed.
At the taste of slight alcohol on his lips, an image of me fumbling for my keys flashed before my closed eyes before they shot open at the feel of my pulsating shaft being swallowed by Jon's hot mouth.
I groaned loudly as I tried to hold his head in place but he's quick to stop me. His hands held mine above my head as he once more pushes me into the mattress and I smirk up at him as he shakes his head, silently telling me not to move.
When he gets to work again I move my hands and my smile can't stay hidden as I watch him come up again.
"Stubborn aren't we?"
"I don't like being told what to do."
"Is that so?"
Before I can answer him, he spreads my legs further apart before pulling at the draw near my bed and I was about to ask what he was looking for when he pulled out my bottle of lube and a packet of condom.
"And just what do you think you're doing?" I ask, pulling myself halfway up but being pushed down just the same.
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"I meant what I said." He leans closer to me and encircles my hard length as he let's the bottle rest near us on the bed.
"Tonight isn't going to pass without me knowing what it feels like to be inside of you. I refuse to let another second go by without seeing your eyes close and your mouth open as you enjoy the feel of me spreading this sweet ass of yours."
I want to focus on his words and argue my way out of what was inevitably about to happen but that wasn't the case as my back arched on it's own accord as Jon's middle finger slowly slipped inside of me.
Even without the lube he knew how to do things perfectly and just as my eyes started to close and my mouth hang open, I stopped myself.
I refused to be predictable.
At least.. I tried.
"Don't fight against me. You'll lose." He murmurs, kissing my neck and licking his way to my ear.
His thick shaft is suddenly pressed against mine before he slowly starts to move and on removal of his finger, I almost want to protest.
"Tell me this doesn't feel good." He continues, taking both our cocks in his hands and simultaneously pumps them.
"Tell me that I don't turn you on."
He starts to kiss his way towards the bottom of my chin... very... very slowly.
"Tell me that I can't drive you insane and-"
"Shut up and fuck me." I groan out, my body tense and frustrated at his slow touches and seductive words.
Jon kisses me deeply before releasing my now wet cock and grabs the bottle of lube. He rips the packet and quickly slips the condom on and I held my breath as I watched him work.
I never before was on the receiving end of this but at the popping of the cork I bit back my groan as his eyes darkened considerably.
He smirks at me as I try to only focus on the transparent liquid coming from the bottle and my mouth is hanging open as he massages my hole.
"I have to warn you. After tonight... I just might become your obsession. "
I go to make a smart comeback but the only words leaving my mouth were fuck and Jon as he pushes his length in.
He's big and even though he's going painfully slow, it's still pretty painful. I held onto his biceps as I ground my head against the bed and he pauses as he looks at me.
With one wet kiss pressed against my neck, he continues in but doesn't move from being so close to me.
"Fuck!" He groans. "You look so cute like this."
That's all he says and for most of the night all that could be heard were loud smacking sounds and groans as we became accustomed to each other.
In my position, with him above me, my legs spread wide as he used one hand to press my left down and the other to press against my wall, I felt like a woman but couldn't find the energy in me to complain as the foreign sensation of having him deep inside my ass felt too perfect.
Too soon he was pulling out and we switched positions with him lying on the bed as he pulls me on top of him.
"What are you doing?"
He ignores me as he raises up to my height. Slipping his fingers into his mouth he moistens them before penetrating me and they're quickly replaced by his cock.
"Surprise me." He says against my ear before lying back and at his unspoken dare, I did just that.
This might be my first time in this role but I'd be damned if I let him be the pro.
With a smirk on my face, I placed a hand around his neck as I prepared to shatter his world.
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