My Bastard Boss Wants Me In His Bed
Slow and gentle yet insistent into my throat each time.
His breathing became harsher with each thrust, and I knew he was close. But suddenly, his grip tightened on my face, pulling me to my feet.
"Come here, love," he whispered, lifting me into his arms, and I automatically wrapped my legs around his waist. "I need to feel all of you now."
He carried me down the short hallway to the bedroom. It had a normal-sized bed that was made, the sheets spotless without a stain.
Keanu gently laid me down before stepping back to strip off his shirt and completely take off his pants.