My nude for the presentation 3

“Why is it so dark in here, is something wrong with the lights?” he muttered, his hand brushing along the wall as if searching for the switch.

Boris’ voice echoed down the hallway.

“Hey! Who’s there? Bernard? Rufus?”

A flicker of light flashed faintly from the distance.

“Yes, sir! Boss, you’re here—it’s Rufus! Let me turn the lights on, it's too dark.” the voice replied, growing closer.

“Stop. Don’t,” Boris said sharply. “I turned them off for a reason.”

I blinked in the darkness, realization slowly settling in.

So… the lights weren’t faulty.

He had planned this.

And instead of feeling annoyed, because I should have been, instead I felt something else entirely. 

More aroused, more horny, my nipples hardened and blood rushed to my clit. I had to bite my lips so hard to stop the moan from escaping my lips.

“Is there a problem, sir?” Rufus asked, his tone carrying suspicions probably he heard my muffled moan.

“No,” Boris replied smoothly, not a trace of tension in his voice. “I just needed some quiet.”

“Oh! I only came because your main car is still outside,” Rufus added, stepping closer.

“Stop right there,” Boris cut in, his voice firmer now. “I’m… meditating. I’ll come out when I’m done.”

A pause.

“Alright, sir.” he replied 

“And don't allow anyone in. I don't need anymore disturbances, until I figure this out.” Boris commanded.

“Noted sir!” Rufus replied.

Footsteps retreated almost immediately, fading into silence.

The moment the hallway went still again, the air between us shifted.

I turned toward him, even though I could barely see him.

“So… you planned all this?” I asked, my voice low.

“Planned what?” he replied, stepping closer.

I felt the brush of his fingers on my swollen clitoris—light, deliberate, teasingly.

“This is my company,” he continued, his tone calm, almost amused. “My space. I decide what happens in it.”

“But this is my body, you don't have any right ov… I protested but he shut me up 

As he slipped two fingers into my dripping pussy. 

“Shhhhhh. You talk too much for someone who sent me her p**n videos this morning.” He said and his other hand found its way into my boobs and pinched my nipples so hard.

“Urggggh fuck, fuck, fuck! I moaned out loud.

“That is it Val. Instead of talking, moan like the little slut you are.” 

He continued finger fucking me while his thumb circled and flicked on my clitoris sending waves of pleasure all over my body.

My pussy clenched on his fingers as it dug in and out of me.

“You're so tight Val! As tight as I imagined.” Boris said erotically. “I'll have to expand this to fit in.” He said before forcing four of his fingers inside of me.

I cried out.

“Good, this is what happens when you wake the sleeping lion up! When I'm done with you, you won't ever desire any other man but me. Because I will claim your spirit, soul and body.” He kept boasting as he fist fucked me.

There was something about the quiet confidence in his voice that sent a shiver through me.

His voice has a way of driving me crazy, I was on cloud nine, enjoying the things he was doing to me. 

I didn't mind the pain, the pleasure was just too good to feel any other thing.

My juices soaked his hands and made the table slippery.

The slurping sound of his fingers fucking me filled the boardroom and a sweep pressure gathered on my clitoris as my pussy throbbed and clenched so tight around his fingers.

“Oh mi goddddddd. I'm close Boris.” I cried out and orgasmed so hard as my entire body vibrated like one having a mini convulsion. 

He slowly pulled out his fingers and bent his head.

I was shocked as I felt his tongue licking up my juices.

Then he kissed my lips. I tasted my juices in his mouth.

He pulled out of the kiss and kissed down my neck to my breast.

His lips found my nipples and latched on it like a hungry child. While his other hand rubbed and squeezed my other breast.

He kept sucking, biting and licking from breast to breast. 

While his the lower part of his body pressed in between my thighs.

And within a few seconds, I was dripping wet again.

My pussy was aching to be filled again but this time, by his monstrous, long, curvy cock.

It was as if he read my mind. I heard his zipper open and I could feel something poking at the tip on my pussy.

Was he having an erection already again? Unbelievable Justin has never had twice erection for me ever.

Without thinking, I pushed my hips forward, my body reacting on its own. Closer until it was well positioned on the cock-like rod.

I slowly humped and grinded on the cock.

Fuck, he is too good, too perfect. 

Justin wouldn't hold a candle to this man. 

His looks were a hundred times better than Justin's.

His skill and expertise was ten over ten minus nothing. 

He just knows the right strings to pull in my body. Even my fucking boyfriend who got me into this mess and is way younger had never made me feel this way.

I didn't know if I should curse Justin for landing me into this mess or bless him for this intense pleasure I'm feeling.

With one sharp thrusting of my ass, the tip of his cock slipped into my hungry pussy.

I was expecting that he would take it up from there but instead he paused.

And pulled out and also stopped sucking my nipples.

“What is wrong?” I asked, my whole body screaming in frustration.

“You want this right?” He asked and brushed his wet dick over my clit teasingly.

I nodded as a wave of embarrassment hit me.

“I can't hear you Val.” He rubbed it up again, pressing it against my clit.

“Yessss.” I cried out in frustration.

“You have to earn it.” His cocky voice came out sharp. 

“How?” I was confused.

“Beg for it, like you were begging Justin. Remember?” 

Fuck! I never knew my boss could be this petty. Was he really jealous of someone he doesn't even know?

I didn't know when I started moaning 

“Please fuck me already. I want you to fill my cunt, ravage me, I'm all yours boss.”