Chapter 6

Lila's pov 

I cried out, and then bit my lip hard to muffle the sound when I felt him smack my ass again, harder than last time.

“Turn or raise your hand and I'll fucking take you downstairs, where everyone will be, and pull down this shirt of yours and then spank you while making them watch,” he sneered. “And then I'll fuck you till you're begging for me to leave you, but I won't, trust me. Cause I'm going to make sure they all know you're mine. Only mine. And you know I'm not fucking joking.” he immediately pushed two fingers into my now drenching pussy.

My cunt clenched and unclenched at his threat, and he seemed to have noticed, cause he chuckled darkly.

Fuck! I have to be insane for getting wetter at the prospect of him smacking and fucking me in the presence of everyone in the company.

He plunged harder and harder into me, while I felt his other hand fisting his cock aggressively, causing him to release caveman-like groans. He curled one out of the three fingers in my pussy as he continued to drill into my soaking hole.

Soon I came, my body shaking like I was being electrocuted..I smacked my lips hard into the glass, desperate to muffle my cries. Because no matter how the thought of people seeing us like that thrilled me, I was still so shy and scared of being seen as a total slut.

Well, even if I admit I was fully behaving like one.

Alexander soon stilled behind me and then groaned, before I felt him grip my hair hard and then forced me to turn around and kneel. Before I knew what was coming he came hard.

Hot ropes of his hot creamy cum painted my face, my lips, and my tits through my open blouse.

He milked every drop, smearing it across my skin, a devilish grin painted on his insanely handsome face. My heart burst with pride and I made sure I drank every drop that came out of him.

Then he tucked himself away.

I fixed my skirt, and then managed to clean the sweet mess he had created on my white blouse, even though I could still smell the musky masculine after sex scent.

My knees quivered slightly beneath me, but I composed myself as I watched him hit the button to restart the elevator.

“Stand up.”

I did, my legs shaking, and smeared the cum drying stickily on my face and chest.

But I had no regrets. I would do this over and over again…until that certain day.

The elevator dinged and the doors opened to the lobby.

People were every fucking where. They were staring at us strangely, their hushed whispers making heat rise up to the tip of my ears.

Alexander and I started to walk down the carpet, as I felt his cum on my skin, dripping under my blouse. He walked beside me, his huge hand on my lower back, guiding me through the sophisticated crowd.

In the meeting room, he made me sit next to him. Everyone's eyes widened during this, but I tried my best to ignore their intense and serious gaze. 

If only they knew how close we had gotten.

While the other party began their presentation, I began to feel strangely dizzy, my eyes closing on their own. Occasionally, I would jerk up and I would turn to Alexander, surprised to see him already staring at me, an amused grin on his face. And fuck, it always made my heart leap.

He had the most beautiful smile I had ever seen anyone– in his case, ‘smirk’.

Just as I had begun to doze off again, my head falling to his side unconsciously, I felt his breath on my cheek, as he breathily whispered. “Did you do an all-nighter or did I skip the page in biology when Gregor Mendel mentioned anesthesia being in cum?”

His hand slid under the table, onto my thigh, tingling the tiny hairs that had begun to grow very close to my cunt.

“Uh–uhn…??” My eyes widened and I looked around to see if anyone was looking at us. 

Luckily, they weren't. They all seemed fixed on the boring project plan, and the ones that weren't interested were typing away on their phones.

“Cat got your tongue?” Alexander chuckled in my ear, the sound thick and gravelly, sending vibrations straight to my soaked pussy.

I turned back to him, biting my lips as he shoved a finger against my panties, a wicked glint in his eyes. 

“I don't think– fuck bo-bosss–” I tried to say but he pinched my clit through my panties.

“Sorry, I didn't hear you,” he teased again, a curved grin on his face.

“I don't think Gregor Mendel was ever involved in sex biology,” I finally managed to say before I bit hard on my lip, almost drawing blood.

“Smart ass” he pinched my clit again and tingles shot up straight around my entire body, and I unknowingly let out a loud whimper. By the time I realized that I had made any noise, I had gained everybody’s attention.

I quickly shoved Alex's finger away, and shrunk into my chair, my face burning with embarrassment. When they finally turned back to what they were doing, I looked back at my boss –with an angry glare– who was now wearing a serious face. But I didn't miss the way the side of his lips twitched.

And God help me, I really wanted to smack the expression from his face. But I just couldn't decide if I should kiss him first or after the slap. I wanted to taste his lip so badly…find out if he tasted of mint or his taste bud was filled with my arousal just like mine was filled with his. I wanted to know if he would enjoy shoving his tongue down my throat the same way he liked to fill my mouth with his thick fat cock. 

My eyes widened, and it was at that moment the reality of my thoughts hit me. I had never thought about Alex that way before. It was always about him filling my pussy with his dick or my body trembling with the need for him to fuck my mouth with his cock hard under his desk. 

Never me desperate to kiss him.

Was I– was I falling for my boss daddy?