Free Falling For The Boss by C.M. Steele

felt harder than I’d ever thought it could. I moved my lips to kiss and nibble down her neck.
    She cried out with a sighing, “Nate,” and tossed her head back, giving more access to her throat. Sucking her flesh near her rapid pulse, I marked her as mine. Our bodies danced on the wall as I rocked into her and she pressed into me. Still clothed, we both cried as we came.
    With my head resting atop hers, we attempted to slow our racing hearts. “Damn, Jess. You’ve unmanned me. I was supposed to be inside you when I came.”
    “Are you telling me we’re done for tonight?” she said with a whimper.
    “By no stretch of the imagination. I plan to fuck, love, and devour you all night.” I took another kiss from her lips.
    But the first thing I needed to do was get her ass naked. Her white blouse parted right above her breasts, reminding me of the day in the office when I’d wanted to strip her bare on the conference room table. My finger ran down her cleavage, stopping when I hit the button that had haunted my dreams. I flicked it open, then the other three buttons that blocked my access to her breasts. They spilled out of the white top, barely covered in a white cotton bra. I licked my lips, but with my hunger growing, I was out of time to savor them. I ached to bury my cock in her womb.
    Kneeling before her, I reached behind her and unzipped her skirt then slid it down her legs. “Lift your foot, and the other.” She did as she was told, and I slipped each heel off her. I looked up at her sweet face from my perch at her feet. “You’re beautiful, Jessica.”
    My hands moved up her legs, tickling her into a little shiver. I smiled as her scent hit me head-on. She was sensitive to my touch and so fucking turned on. I planted kisses on her little pink panties, which were drenched with her desire for me. I slipped them off. Standing, I peered down at her while lifting my shirt over my head. I grabbed her hands and pressed them to my chest. Her touch was an aphrodisiac. Her fingers moved with eagerness to explore me, and I wasted no time stripping off the rest of my clothes. With both of us naked, I pulled her close for a rushed and hungry kiss. Lifting her off her feet, I carried her to the bed that would be ours.
    “I will worship you forever, Jessica,” I promised.
    Her body was meant to be treasured, but like a man starving, I needed to act before my feast became just a dream. I gruffly parted her thighs. My cock was so stiff that it didn’t seem as though I’d just come a few minutes before. That was a pleasant surprise I planned on getting used to because I knew that this wasn’t because she was new. It was because she was everything—my desire, my heart, the best part of me, and more. My eyes moved to hers, gazing into her soul, and with my cock lined at her wet pussy, I plunged into her depths. Her grip was intense and actually painfully tight. Only her ear-piercing cry shook me out of my euphoria. Her head was tilted to the side, her eyes scrunched closed.
    “Shit. Yes. Shit. Baby, I’m so sorry. I didn’t expect… I mean, I didn’t know.” With one hand on the mattress, I used the other to turn her head toward me. “I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt you.”
    “It’s okay…”
    “It’s not okay. Well, it really is. You have no idea how fucking manly I feel, how damn proud I am that you gave me your virginity, but I hate that I hurt you.”
    “It’s getting better. It doesn’t hurt that much anymore. I’m just glad I didn’t look at your size, or I might have run for the hills.”
    I chuckled. This wasn’t the place to laugh, but it was better than her tears. I couldn’t help but smile. She belonged only to me and only would.
    I needed a moment to get back into the mood to finish what I had started. I was still hard as fuck, but I needed her with me. Reaching between us, I pressed on her clit just hard enough to send her body the message that I was all in and this wasn’t over. In an