Page 21 of Protective Boss

Locking my gaze on hers in the mirror, I slide into her, moaning deeply in pleasure as her warmth engulfs me. She moans deeply, her muscles flexing around my length, pulling me in deeper. I grab her hips, holding her in place as I pull her onto my lap causing her to gasp in surprise. With our knees bent, bodies joined, and eyes locked, I forced her hips up and down. She starts to ride him, and I continue to meet her thrust for thrust. Our breaths mingled, our broken moans bouncing off the walls.

“Your pussy is so fucking wet,” I mutter against her neck, slamming faster into her. “So sweet…”

“Harder, Jason,” she groans, grinding her hips in a way that almost drove me over the edge.

I kiss a sensitive spot behind her ear, raking my teeth over it, loving the way her body trembled in response. Then, I slam into her, so hard and so suddenly that her body rocks forward with the force.

“Look in the mirror,” I command gruffly. “Watch how beautiful we are when we fuck.”

She obeys my command, eyes glazed, mouth slightly parted as she stares at our reflection in the mirror. The image is so hot that I feel myself growing impossibly bigger inside of her.

I reach down, sliding my fingers between her folds once more. She screams my name, bucking violently against me. I swirl my tongue around the side of her neck, matching the pace of my thrusts.

"Fuck, Jason!" She screams, her muscles contracting uncontrollably as a powerful orgasm crashes through her.

“That’s it, honey. Come for me. Look how stunning you are when you come,” I say, gliding my hand up her chin to guide her gaze towards our reflection.

Another wave of orgasm racks her body as I fuck her harder. I can't seem to stop. It feels like my body is burning with a raging fire. Need and desire rage through my veins like a storm. I can feel myself getting closer to the edge but I don't want to let go just yet.

“Come with me, baby...” she pleads, her voice raspy.

I slide out of her, flip her over so she's lying on the bed, the in one hard stroke, I slam into her. Hard. She cries, her nails digging into my shoulders as holds on for dear life. I can't feel the pain, though… I can't feel anything except the overwhelming pleasure coursing through my veins.

“You’re mine. Say it,” I command through gritted teeth. The need to hear it is urgent.

“I’m yours,” she says breathlessly. “Always and forever.”

“And I’m yours.” I slam into her again and this time, we spiraled together.

“Fuuuuck, Bianca!” I growl, my shoulders bunched, my abs flexing uncontrollably. My strokes became wild and frenzied. Then my muscles suddenly tense up, an unconscious cry bursting out from my lips as my cock start to pulse inside of her.

After we both return to consciousness, I roll off her, pulling her body snugly against mine. “I love you, Bianca,” I murmur, kissing her temple.

“I love you, too, Jason,” she replies, snuggling deeper into my arms. “Always and forever.”

~The End