He coaxes me to roll onto my stomach. His fingers move from the top of my neck down my spine to my tailbone. My forehead presses into the pillow, my fingers curl to grip the duvet, and my hips roll upward as his finger runs down.
He rubs at my back door. “I’m going to take this one day.”
It feels glorious as he rubs his fingers back and forth. Right now, he could do anything, as long as he continues to touch me.
My legs spread slightly, my shoulders tense, and my hips roll. Jackson runs his hands up the inside of my legs, just teasing me again.
“Please,” I beg.
“Ask me again.” My nipples pebble at his warm breath as he whispers in my ear.
“Please, fuck me.” My fingers clench and unclench. My hips roll high and my thighs spread, clearly presenting my glistening pussy.
His hands stroke over my ass and slide smoothly up my back.
I melt onto the bed, my hips shifting side to side.
He keeps his hands traveling around my body for at least another five minutes. Sometimes he kneads my muscles, other times he runs his palms over my body. I’m on high alert, and my pussy clenches. I need him inside me to fill me up.
He coaxes me to return to my back, and it takes me a moment for me to recognize his request. I’m caught up in all the sensations.
His lips touch mine, and he runs his tongue along my bottom lip. Our kiss is deep. Rising up, he lets his hands slide from my face, down my neck, over my breasts and stomach, and then brush by my core before traveling to my feet.
Jackson starts to kiss the soles of my feet while massaging my toes. My knees twitch and bend, pulling him slightly forward, and my legs spread. His hands slide up to my inner thighs, and he opens my glistening pussy. He begins to massage, coating his fingers with my wetness.
My stomach muscles roll, my breathing halts and restarts, and my fingers clench the duvet and release. Jackson’s fingers drag through my moisture, and he massages my clit gently between his thumbs. He watches my face, waiting for a jolt.
I purse my lips tightly, and my eyes go wide as my body freezes for a moment. My legs start quivering. Several sharp jolts shoot through me as my mouth falls open, and I scream Jackson’s name. Finally, my body sinks back to the bed, and I breathe rapidly.
He kisses my heaving breasts and trails his kisses down my stomach, its muscles still tight and rolling at his touch. He runs his tongue around my slit and slides it into my center.
I grasp his cock firmly. Looking into his ice blue eyes, I rasp, “Please…”
He kneels between my legs. I put both hands around his shaft and roll my hips up so I can coat his crown with my wetness. I reach for a condom from the bedside table, and he watches as I rip open the package. Despite my shaking hands, I roll it onto him, position him at my opening, and pull him down into me.
He fills me completely. I roll my hips, pushing him in another inch. My eyes close briefly, and I feel him hit my cervix.
He pulls out completely, and my body immediately misses him.
“Tell me if it becomes too much.”
I nod, and he watches my face as he sinks into me. His hands grip my sides as he pushes with long, slow strokes. I try to keep my eyes on his, but my gaze keeps wandering off as the sensations he’s creating flow through me.
He’s only a dozen or so strokes in, with the head of his cock pushing hard against my g-spot, when my orgasm begins to build.
He slows his strokes further. “You’re so fucking tight.”
I try to hold it back, but I can’t, and for a third time, my bliss hits like a tsunami. This time I clamp around his shaft so firmly that he almost can’t move.
He stills as the walls inside me hold and release him until all my shaking and twitches slowly subside.
I’m entirely wrecked, with three orgasms to his none. I want him to find his pleasure. “Come inside me.”
He smiles wickedly. He begins to pivot in and out of me, cautiously at first. I grasp his arms at my sides to brace myself. His breath becomes short huffs, and he drives me deep into the bed. My back arches off of the mattress as the sensations surge through me each time he plunges into my depths.
He ramps up the speed, slamming against me again and again.
His breathing ceases, and his eyes freeze open, wild and unfocused; he loudly grunts my name as he collapses on top of me. I can feel his cock pulsing inside my body.
After a moment, his soft shaft oozes out of me.
“Wow!” He sighs, holding me tight. “You do things for me I’ve never experienced.”
“Is that a good thing?” I ask.
He chuckles as his fingers circle my arm. “Definitely.”
We lie in each other’s arms and drift to sleep.
***
Morning comes quickly. I wake, and Jackson is propped on his elbow, watching me. “I like you here.” He leans down and kisses me. “Please stay here until you leave. I won’t lie; I want the chance to change your mind. But if I can’t, I still want to spend as much time with you as I can.”
“It just makes work hard.”
“Tell me how, so I can fix it.”
“You’ve dated a lot of different women in the time I’ve worked for you—none of them for very long—and you get tons of calls from so many different women. They all want this.” I motion between
