Chapter 10:The Bosses Office (5)

Jane stood naked in front of him.

No clothes.

No shield.

Nothing to hide behind.

The air felt colder against her skin, but the heat inside her was worse. It curled low in her belly, heavy and restless. Her thighs pressed together without her meaning to.

Eric’s eyes moved over her slowly. He did not rush. He looked at her the way someone looks at something they own. Something they chose.

She felt small under that look.

And powerful at the same time.

“You’re shaking,” he said quietly.

“I’m not scared,” she whispered.

“I know,” he replied. “You’re aching.”

Her breath caught. She did not deny it.

He stepped closer. One step. Then another. Until she could feel his warmth in front of her. Her body reacted before her mind could think. Her nipples tightened. Her stomach fluttered.

His hands came up.

Big hands. Warm hands.

He did not grab her right away. He hovered them just in front of her body, close enough that she could feel the heat from his skin.

Jane let out a soft sound.

“Still,” he said.

She froze instantly.

“Yes,” she whispered.

Then his hands touched her.

Slowly.

He cupped her breasts gently at first, like he was learning their weight. His thumbs brushed over the peaks, light, teasing. Jane gasped sharply. Her head tipped back.

“Oh…”

Her body leaned into his hands without permission.

He squeezed a little harder.

She moaned.

“That’s it,” he said softly. “Feel it.”

His thumbs circled, slow and steady. Jane’s knees weakened. Her breathing broke apart into soft sounds she could not stop.

Her skin felt too sensitive. Every touch went straight through her.

“I can’t—” she started.

“Yes, you can,” he said calmly. “You’re doing exactly what I want.”

That made something melt inside her.

His hands moved higher. He leaned down, his face close to her chest. She felt his breath first. Warm. Slow.

Jane’s heart raced.

Then his mouth brushed her skin.

Just a kiss.

Light. Deliberate.

She cried out softly.

He kissed her again, lower this time, taking his time. Jane’s fingers curled tight at her sides. Her thighs trembled.

“Oh God… Eric…”

“Quiet,” he murmured, not unkindly. “Let me hear your body, not your thoughts.”

His mouth lingered. His lips were warm, firm, slow. Each kiss sent a sharp pull of need through her.

Her hips moved before she could stop them.

He pulled back slightly.

“Did I say you could move?” he asked.

She froze again, breath shaking.

“No,” she whispered. “I’m sorry.”

He straightened, looking down at her.

“Good,” he said. “Now feel.”

His hands slid down her sides. Over her waist. Lower.

Jane sucked in a breath as his fingers traced the curve of her hips. Her skin burned everywhere he touched.

She felt wetness between her thighs, heat spreading, growing stronger.

He noticed.

His hand paused.

“So responsive,” he said quietly.

She felt exposed. Seen.

“I can feel everything,” she admitted.

“That’s the point.”

His fingers brushed the inside of her thigh. Not where she needed him most. Just close enough to make her ache.

Jane whimpered.

“Please…”

He did not answer right away.

He did it again. Light touch. Slow. Controlled.

Her legs trembled.

“I can’t think,” she whispered.

“I know,” he said. “You’re doing well.”

That praise hit her harder than any touch.

His hand rested higher now. Not quite touching. Making her wait.

Jane’s breath came fast and shallow.

“Look at me,” he said.

She forced her eyes open.

He was watching her closely. Every reaction. Every sound.

“You’re beautiful like this,” he said. “Open. Wanting. Honest.”

Her throat tightened.

He leaned closer, his mouth near her ear.

“You’re already wet,” he murmured.

She gasped.

“I haven’t even touched you there.”

Her body reacted anyway. A soft, broken sound slipped from her lips.

“That’s how much you want it,” he continued. “How much you want to give in.”

His fingers finally brushed her again, just enough to make her cry out.

Her head fell back.

“Oh—please—”

“Not yet,” he said calmly.

The words made her ache worse.

He pulled his hand away, stepping back slightly. Jane swayed, almost losing balance.

He caught her wrist.

“Stay with me,” he said.

She nodded quickly.

“Yes. I’m here.”

He guided her gently, making her stand straight again.

“Good,” he said. “Because this isn’t over.”

Her body throbbed with need. Her skin buzzed. Her thoughts were gone, replaced by pure feeling.

She knew she was close to losing herself completely.

And she wanted to.

He looked at her one last time before stepping back.

“Next,” he said quietly, “you’ll learn what happens when I stop holding back.”

Her breath caught.

Her body answered before her mind could.

She was ready.

And this was only the beginning.

I was very angry at him for even staying away from me ABIT,

"Daddy please finger fuck me.

His large hand grabbed my breast,my nipple instantly painfully hard and pointed for his revenous glare,under different circumstances, I know I should be mortified and embarrassed that my boss was seeing me in this state ,My nakedness on full display.

His hand now held my breast,his touch turning momentarily gentle caressing the soft curve of it.

A sharp breathless mourn escaped from my throat . Immediately his mouth descended on my nipples ,sucking with powerful intent,playfully biting and flicking with his tongue,a dizzying whirlwind of sensation.

He freed one nipple with a slurp and immediately grabbed the other nipples and licked it like it's honey, I was moaning already.

"please! I begged desperately,Fuck me already!"I need you to stretch my core.

He eventually brought out his cock..oh gosh it's so big..

He digged it into my clit and I went wet immediately.

"Ahhh!! please fuck me harder,harder!!fuck me to death!.

"Do you want me to do worse things than this to you?"he commanded

"Oh yes please ,fuck me daddy.

He loved watching me beg,he loved to watch me shatter.

He was going harder and my body was shaking violently on the table,with papers scattered everywhere.

He finally removed his cock on my wet pussy and slumped on the chair.

"From now on ,we have each other and this is our little secret.he said and kissed me.

I smiled a dangerous smile.