Chapter 14
BOSS
I’ve had a very lucky life. Okay, maybe it's not luck. Fortunate, perhaps?
Fortunate to be born into a wealthy mountain family. To find the right men to create this amazing ranch that's both an escape from the world and doing a service to the area.
Etta slips off my shirt, then looks at me carefully. “What is it?"
"I honestly never thought I'd be lucky enough to find an incredible woman." I confess. "I mean, isn't there some kind of limit to how much good fortune one man can have?"
Her hands caress the back of my neck, then drift along the top of my shoulders. "Well," she says softly, "I've had a lot of bad luck in my life. Maybe we even each other out?"
Reaching under her shirt, I unhook her bra and pull everything off together. "If you want to look at it that way, then I’ll have no choice but to worship you and love you and care for you until your life is paradise and you feel your luck is equal to mine."
She laughs as I unbutton her jeans, tossing her back on the bed to pull them off. "I don't think it works like that."
“How about we make it work any way we like."
"I like the way you think."
My cock is so stiff it's uncomfortable. I yank off my jeans and shorts, kicking them aside as Etta backs up on the bed.
"Where do you think you're going?" Standing over her, I slowly pull her panties down her thighs, noting the way she’s lifting her hips to help me. The way she’s staring at my chest. My shoulders. My rigid shaft.
I hook my hands under her knees, yanking her roughly to the edge of the bed. She gasps, then does it again as I spread her wide, kneeling and staring into the perfect pussy in front of me.
An image fills my mind of me tying her wrists to the bed posts someday down the road, when we’re really comfortable together, and eating her for hours until she begs for mercy.
Fingering her while we watch movies. Finding every possible way to keep this beautiful, sexy woman completely satisfied. Forever.
Pulling her closer, I groan as I look at her gentle, peachy-pink curves. My fingertips glide along her softest skin, making her tremble. My lips fit perfectly against her heavenly pussy as I inhale, lick, kiss, suck. Every time I make contact, I feel like I'm branding her with my lust.
"Delicious," I murmur before plunging my tongue deep inside. Etta moans loudly, her fingers already digging into the sides of my scalp. "Come for me, baby."
"Need you inside me," she whispers. "Now. Get up here."
My lips wrap gently around her clit before I chuckle, the vibration making her thrash on the bed. "You've seen how big I am, baby. You need to be soaked to take me."
The pricks of her fingernails dissolve into soft stroking as I lick around her button, two fingers slipping inside. She's so beautiful as her spine arches, nipples puckered toward the ceiling as she squirms.
Then I focus, studying the pressure of my tongue and the speed of my fingers. Turning my palm up, I find her g-spot, noticing the way she twitches when I brush against it.
If my cock could speak, it would be cursing me out, demanding to know why I'm not already driving inside her. But I’m determined to wait as long as it takes for things to be more comfortable for my girl.
Her legs close around me, my hot breath warming her skin. I wait. Even as her juices coat my fingers and a string of soft, sultry moans escapes her perfect lips, I wait.
Then I hear the tension coloring her breath. Her voice. Feel the slight clench along her calves and in her knuckles. Just as she's starting to reach the point of no return, my thick fingers massage her g-spot as I bear down on her clit.
She screams. It's a sound that will be burned into my mind forever, the taste of her arousal coating my tongue and my hand as her back bows off the bed and her entire body shakes.
My dick is screaming even louder to take her right now. But I wait for her climax to subside, gradually slowing my rhythm as she catches her breath. After a few seconds, I begin thrusting and licking again, just as firmly, bringing her straight into another orgasm.
"Boss!" she shrieks helplessly, "Yes… I… Yes!"
Looking up at her bouncing breasts and her flushed cheeks, I can’t wait to see this sight over and over. Pleasing her. Tasting her. Making every cell in her body understand how much I love her.
I'm going to need every drop of her juices in a moment, but I can't stop licking her skin. Finally, I stand, lifting Etta in my arms as I take her over to the solid wooden dresser. It's just the right height that I can stand between her legs as she sits on the edge.
She's still trembling, smiling widely. “Wow. That was intense.”
"You need a break? Should I tuck you into bed for a nap?"
Her heel snakes around the back of my leg, pulling me closer. "No way."
I groan as her palm grips my cock, stroking gently as I step closer. Keeping an arm around her so she can’t fall, I line up my tip with her open pussy as she spreads wide.
As I capture her mouth, my lust swirls and surges, taking over.
This time I'm less cautious, easing slowly into her softness with a single smooth stroke.
I love the way she struggles to take my cock, lifting one leg and then the other, shifting, bringing her ass right to the very edge of the dresser.
The friction is incredible the deeper I go, feeling her tight channel slowly opening.
Brushing her hair out of her face, I watch flashes of surprise overtake her as each thick inch sinks deeper than the last.
"I did it!" she says with a grin, as I moan in bliss.
"Of course you did. You were made for me, beautiful."
"I honestly can't believe how hard you are," she says, laughing softly. "Any time it gets so hard it hurts, you come to me. Even if you have to wake me up at three in the morning."
This beautiful girl is my miracle. Pulling all the way out, I wait for a few heartbeats before easing all the way back in again. Kissing her hungrily, I feel like I'm consuming her softness entirely. My hips tilt, thrusting deep, grinding into her snug pussy as she grips me tightly.
"Amazing," she murmurs. "And weird. I'm so full I can barely move, and all I want to do is shift around on it."
Lifting her with one hand, I swing Etta up and to the right. Pinned between my body and the wall, she wraps her legs around me. Instantly, she begins pulsing up and down, nudging her hips side to side experimentally. "Oh wow," she mutters. "This is wild."
Every pump, every thrust, is bringing me to the edge too fast. "Baby, I swear to you that in a week or two, I'll be able to last a lot longer. As long as you want. But right now, I'm just too hungry for you."
A shudder courses through her shoulders. "Are you saying you can't hold back? That you need to come right away?" She looks dazzled by the thought.
"Yes, beautiful." My thighs tense, working my entire length inside her slightly faster. "Your hot pussy drives me insane."
"I like that," she whispers. "I like the idea that you need me."
"Fuck Almighty, baby – yes, I do."
My fingers slide into her hair, crushing her lips to mine as I stop fighting it and let my hips pound as hard as they need to.
It's like letting a caged horse run free, my pulse galloping as I thrust faster, yet still not fast enough for the swelling inside my balls and the tension throughout my lower body.
"So fucking sexy," I growl. “So tight and soft and beautiful. As soon as you’re used to me, I'm going to be fucking you nonstop. My cock is going to be inside you so often that you'll think it's a part of you."
Her head drops back with a broken moan. "Yes. More."
"More of my rambling, or more of my cock?"
"Both. Please."
Gripping her curvy ass harder, I sneak my thumb between us to rub her clit. "That's my beautiful, sweet girl. So hungry for me. So eager to ride my cock. So ready to hear every filthy fucking thing I say to you when I'm balls deep in your perfect dripping pussy."
She gasps, and I feel her muscles tightening around me. "That's it, beautiful. Squeeze me nice and tight. You're going to pull every single drop of come out of me, leaving me empty. And I'm going to love it. Every single time."
Her climax spills through her, making every muscle tense and shake as her lips fall open. "Good girl. Come on my cock right now. I need your juices all over my cock so I can fuck you even harder."
She's sputtering with delight, shrieking as I ram deep, the climax rumbling through me.
Feeling my release surging into her makes me growl with satisfaction.
"Fuck, you're so gorgeous," I groan. "So sexy, and so sweet.
It's that sweet that makes me need to make you dirty, baby.
Make my sweet girl hear my dirty words and feel my throbbing cock inside her over and over and over. "
"Yes," she chokes, still riding me, writhing and shaking.
I grip her firmly with both arms as I lay her across the bed and flop down beside her. "That was extra intense," she says with a laugh.
"Yeah." My lungs are still trying to pull in air, every nerve rippling with aftershocks. "You're incredible, beautiful." I get up on an elbow. "We have a project to start tonight."
"Yeah? Is it something that can be done lying down?"
"Yup. Let me bring you a snack and the laptop."
"Laptop?"
"You're the organization queen. We’re going to start a file filled with diamond ring styles, and you can rate them on a scale of one to ten."
She rolls toward me. "It's way too soon to be thinking about that."
"Yeah, but if we do that part right now, it'll be a surprise when you open that little box. Someday. Down the road."
Etta laughs. "If you mean a photo collection, sure. It'll be fun. Like arts and crafts time."
"Exactly."
She doesn't realize that by “down the road”, I mean within a couple of months. My beautiful, sweet Etta has never had a home that truly felt like hers. I don't think that keys to this house will be enough. But when I redecorate for her, and slip a ring on her finger, then I think she'll believe it.
We’re meant to be.
And she’s going to be the boss of our home. Forever.