"I want to make love to you. But..."I held my breath. But what? I'd just told him not to stop. Did I also have to tell him aloud that I wanted his mou...h on mine again? His hands everywhere all at once? That I wanted his cock buried deep within me while we were mindlessly writhing in tangled limbs? Fucking me until...Until when, Holly? Until you can forget about what has happened this week? That your dad is lying in a hospital bed on Christmas Eve, and your mom is home alone? Then what? The sex. He actually appearedto be shoving his own work downwards onto his subordinates' laps, andwiling away his own office hours doing very little that was productive -about as little as he was humanly able, Stephen personally reckoned.In fact, the only area where Michael seemed to be putting genuine effortinto was in the firing, reallocation and hiring of his employees -generally in that order. Within only a scant few weeks, Stephen'sdivision had seen half a dozen good men called into Michael's. ..” he hesitated, but she gave him a sweet, almost pleading look, and at last he surrendered himself. “I will do this for you, my lady. I will find another... man... who is worthy to gaze upon you, and, um...” he tailed off. “Fuck me in whichever hole you don’t?” she suggested sweetly. He swallowed again - the wobbly throat thing really was quite off-putting - but said nothing. He took a pace backwards, bowed low, straightened and turned. She saw him take a deep breath before walking. ” As if she had any choice. For a few strokes, she teetered on the cusp of oblivion. Her bottom burned. Her vision dimmed. Her clit throbbed. Once, twice, and a third time, she cried out as his cock vanished into her depths, balls slapping against her skin. On the next thrust, she jammed her vibrator in so deep that the tips of her fingers penetrated as well. With the toy knocking at the entrance of her womb, her body finally gave her release. “You coming?” he asked over her yelps of ecstasy..