Fucked by both my Bosses—I need you... please 4.

Charissa' Pov

I woke up later to see it was already dark outside. I had no idea when I had fallen asleep. I remember mentally beating myself up for ending up with a man like Drew and crying a little bit but that was all I remembered.

I groaned, stretching my taut muscles. I looked down to see I was still in my uniform.

“This is all his fault,” I grumbled, moving off my bed and entering the bathroom. I took a well needed shower before putting on my light blue almost see through night gown, not bothering to wear any panties since I was going to bed.

I was about lying back on my bed when my throat suddenly felt dry. I grabbed the glass on my nightstand and opened my door.

I immediately pushed my head out, still too embarrassed to face Dante. I hope he is asleep already. I quickly checked around to make sure no one was around.

The house was completely silent and dark except from the dim light coming from the kitchen but that was always left on.

I finally felt satisfied and rushed to the kitchen. But the moment I entered, my breath hitched.

Dante stood in front of the sink, downing water from a glass cup.

I should rush back to my room but instead, I stood frozen. His head was thrown back as he downed his water, his throat bobbing.

He was completely shirtless and his muscles flexed at even the slightest movement.

My heart skipped as my knees threatened to give out. I wanted him to turn around, grab me and push me on the table or against the wall. I didn't even mind.

I just wanted to feel his toned body against mine. I imagined his lips on my pussy sucking up every last bit of my juice. I bet his throat would go the same way.

The thought made me grab the glass tighter untily knuckles turned pale. My arousal from earlier returning in double folds.

Dante slowly dropped the cup, turning to me.

His eyes red.

I could tell he was high and excited me even more.

“H-Hello Mr Dante,” I muttered.

I should feel embarrassed but all I really felt was anticipation like I knew something was going to happen, or Atleast I wanted something to.

“Charissa,” he drawled, and god, it was so fucking hot.

I slowly moved to the tap where he stood.

“Excuse me sir, I would like to get some water.” I lowered my head, not daring to look in his eyes.

I might jump on him if I do.

“Then get some, I'm not stopping you.” He moved even closer to the counter. 

I had to squeeze myself into the little space between them. The whole time, I was hyper aware of his bare chest pressed against me, and his front which I could feel slowly getting hard, pushed against my butt.

I leaned over to fetch my water into the glass and his dick pushed further onto my bare thighs..

An involuntary moan escaped me.

I swallowed.

Suddenly, I felt Dante's hot breath on my neck.

“You know you've been a really bad girl, Charissa.” He whispered, his voice heavy with lust.

“W-what have I done sir,” I muttered, panting heavily.” 

I felt him smile against my ear.

“What were you thinking pleasuring your boss like that?”

I bit my bottom lip, swallowing as my eyes fluttering close on their own. 

I leaned into him.

“I-I'm sorry sir.”

He hummed.

“I don't think so. Maybe, I should call my wife, tell her what you did?”

My eyes immediately flew open as I turned to him.

“N-No, please don't.” I begged, fear mixed with want.

A part of me didn't want him to call her but a part of me wanted him to.

I was curious to know what she would do.

Would she fire me?

Or lick my pussy as punishment?

The thought made my pussy swell with desire. I wasn't ready to take that risk, though

“Well, if you don't want her to find out then you have to finish what you started.” He smirked, unbuckling his belt.

“What do I do sir?”

He arched a brow at me.

“Don't try to play innocent you little slut. You know what I mean.”

His voice low and firm.

He pointed at his rock hard cock. Even from the shorts he wore. You could still picture the length of his cock.

I hesitated.

I badly wanted to.

My body was telling me to go but my brain was holding me back.

He shrugged and picked up his phone.

“Well, you made your choice.”

“W-wait!” I placed my hand on the phone and he returned his eyes to mine.

“Get on your knees.” He ordered and I shuddered at how firm his voice was.

I slowly obeyed. My bare knees hitting the cold floor.

“Take out my cock.” He instructed and I reached over, pushing my hand into his shorts, taking a hold of his pulsing cock, I pulled it out of his shorts.

His hard cock sprung out, slapping me on the cheek.

“I want you to take me into your mouth and suck like it's your last bit of ice cream.”

I whimpered softly doing as he said.

My tongue flicked on the head of his cock, making him suck in a sharp breath.

I ran my tongue around the head of his cock before meeting his eyes and swallowing his cock, pushing until he hit the back of my throat.

“Fuck, that's it, whore. Suck on it.”

I began to bob my head, my hands filling in where my mouth couldn't reach.

Dante grabbed a hold of my hair as he fucked into my mouth, making me choke each time.

I slid one of my hand down to my extremely wet and swollen pussy, running my fingers on my clit. I shivered as another moan escaped me.

I increase my speed, pushing him deeper into my mouth, and I could hear him letting out series of moans and curses as he bucked his hips down my throat.

I gagged multiple time but he never seemed to care. All it did was encourage him to push further. I could feel his cock swell in my mouth and I knew he was close.

Grunts and moans fell from his lips as he fucked my mouth faster.

“Fuck, I'm about to cum in your little sluty mouth.” He growled.

His movements turning faster and less controlled. I rubbed my hand on my swollen clit, tears pouring down my eyes.

“Fuck, I'm cumming!” He shouted as long ropes of cum poured into my mouth.

I gagged, forcing it all down my throat. Some spilled through the corners of my mouth, dripping down my chest, settling on my erect nipples.

Dante pulled out of my mouth slowly before pulling me up by my hair. 

It wasn't painful.

I was now standing my back leaning against the kitchen counter Dante smirked as his eyes ran down my face. Tears stained my cheeks, eyes dropping with need and his cum staining my big breasts.

I looked thoroughly debauched.

Dante leaned in, taking my lower lip into his mouth, sucking on it. A moan slipped out of me, my hand resting on his chest. Dante placed his hand on my thighs slowly sliding it up until he reached my ass.

He let go off my lips, meeting my eyes.

“Looks like the little slut decided not to wear her panties.”

My hand slipped to the back of his neck in response.

I couldn't bring my mouth to utter a single word right now.

Dante placed his hand on both my thighs, lifting me on the counter.

He pushed me back on it, spreading my legs open.

My heavily soaked pussy glistened.

I watched as his eyes darkened.

He slowly licked his lips.

“Please... sir.” I begged, spreading my legs wider.

“I need you... please.”