Chapter 4
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My mind is still processing everything that’s happening in my life. It’s been a week since I started “working” for Mr. Black. It’s been a week that he’s been so touchy and kissy all over me. It’s not normal, I know. But how will I be able to decline it? He’s my boss…and probably, deep inside me…I long for his touch, too.
My doorbell rang. It’s six in the evening. It’s been two hours since Mr. Black drove me home and I am not expecting anyone to come. So, who is this?
I checked myself first before answering the door. I look decent with a gray tank top and a pair of white shorts. I opened the door and was shocked to see Mr. Black on the door. He’s still wearing the casual clothes he was wearing a while back.
His gaze was directed to my body as he stood at the opposite side of the door. He then lifted his gaze and looked at me. “You look hot, Miss Campbell.” He uttered as he raised his hand holding a brown paper bag. “Brought you dinner…” he smiled.
I bit my lip and tried to mask the shock in my system. I opened the door wider and offered him to come in.
He was looking around my apartment as he entered. I closed the door and locked it behind me. He smiled and looked at me. “Your home is decent.” He commented.
I nodded and smiled weakly before taking the paper bag from his hand, putting it on the kitchen table. “It’s smaller than your office, Sir.” I replied.
He chuckled and walked to my back. My eyes widened as he trapped me in between the kitchen table and his body. “I like small places…” he said as he planted kisses on my earlobe down to my shoulder.
I tilted my head. It still tickles.
“Hmm…you smell so damn good,” he sniffed my hair.
I gulped. “I-I took a bath…” I stuttered.
“I’m sure you did.” He replied and continued kissing me on the shoulder and neck. “Baby, what did the doctor say?” He asked as his hands roamed inside my tank top.
His touch sent butterflies in my stomach and blocked all electric activity to my brain. It seemed I was so lost in his touch and kisses. I couldn’t think of anything else other than the way his hands traced my body.
“We…need…to…use…condoms…f-for…seven…days…” My voice is strained because of his touch. I was surprised to even finish a whole sentence.
“Hmm…seven days is too long…” His husky voice sent shivers to my spine. “But I’ll succumb to the order…” He said before unclasping my brassier.
He cupped my breasts, massaging each of them with his calloused palms. His rough palms helped in increasing the pleasure building up inside of me. I started moaning while my hands gripped on the edge of the table.
“Baby, your body is driving me crazy…” he whispered as his thumbs rolled my n*****s, pulling them erect and hard.
“Oh!” I moaned as one of his hands travelled down my stomach, unbuttoning my shorts. He inserted his fingers inside my underwear and massaged my clit.
My knees trembled as he rolled his fingers over my sweet spot. “Mr. Black…” I was out of breath as I tightened my grip on the edge of the table.
He kissed my jaw before turning me around, making me face him. His lips crashed to mine as soon as I faced him, owning every corner of my small cavern. He thrusted his tongue inside my mouth multiple times making me moan through the kiss.
He removed his hand inside my underwear and carried me towards the couch without breaking the kiss. I immediately snaked my arms around his neck, pulling his face close to mine even more. I sucked on his lower lip as he placed me slowly on the couch.
He pulled away from the kiss but only because he removed all of my clothing leaving me in my birthday suit. “Fuck.” He muttered as he delved into my slick folds. His tongue licked and circled around my clit as my fingers combed his hair.
I was moaning his name over and over as he thrusted his tongue inside my hole. Damn. I can feel a building sensation in my stomach as he continued what he was doing.
“I’m coming…” I was breathless as I uttered the sentence.
He fastened his pace until I came on his mouth. He pushed as finger inside my entrance and licked it before removing his shirt.
Something inside me fired up as I saw the tattoo on his chest again. I lifted my head and kissed it. He groaned before pushing me back and kissing me on the lips passionately.
My hands traced his ripped torso until I found the waistband of his shorts. I undid his buttons and pushed his shorts and boxers down, freeing his proud glory. I held his huge member and pumped using my hand. It’s too huge, my whole hand isn’t even enough to cup him!
I continued what I was doing until I hear him grunting and moaning of top of me.
“Baby, you’re going to see the death of me…” he whispered before taking a n****e on his mouth while his hand played the other.
I moaned hard as he played with my n*****s like a kid playing with his candy. I bit my lip hard I thought it was going to bleed.
He spread my legs so wide and positioned his member on the center of my folds. “Baby, I didn’t bring condoms but I’ll pull out. I promise.” He told me as his member poked on my entrance.
I didn’t care at all. I don’t care if he’s wearing a condom or not. I don’t care if he’s going to pull out or what. I just want him in. I want him inside me so bad that it hurts me now more than ever.
I held his waist and pushed him closer to me. He muttered a series of curses as he entered me in a blink. He filled me to the brim. Unlike the first time, it doesn’t hurt that much anymore. I feel like I would adjust faster now than the last time.
I moved my hips the moment I felt his skin on me. “Please, Mr. Black…” I begged again.
As if my words triggered something in him, he started moving in and out of me in a swift motion. He thrusted faster and faster making me moan his name and whatever I can think of so loud.
“Ah, Heaven!” He moaned with his strained voice as he continued to thrust me in an increasing pace. He cupped my face, making me open my eyes. “Look at me as you come, baby. I want you to look at me as you reach your orgasm…”
I tried my hardest to do what I was told. I was moaning out loud as I stared into his eyes full of pleasure and lust.
“I’m coming…” I told him and he quickened his pace more.
My uterus contracted as I reached the edge while he’s still pushing in and out of me. He groaned so loud as he pulled out and exploded on the valley of my breasts.
He panted hard as he kissed me thoroughly on the lips. “I can’t wait until I could explode inside of you.” He whispered as he collapsed beside me on the couch.
He pulled me close to his body, securing me so I wouldn’t fall down the couch. He kissed the top of my head as he buried my face onto his chest.
“Mr. Black…” I started but he hushed me.
“I’m so stressed at work. This is the only time I could relax.” He whispered lazily.
I bit my lip and gave up on whatever I was supposed to say. I let him sleep while he hugged me. Somehow, it calmed me this way, too. I’ve heard about men leaving their flings after s*x but Mr. Black was different. Although, he’s an asshole and a playboy, he cuddled with me after s*x.
“Heaven…” I smiled as he uttered my name.
Come to think of it, this is the second time he called me. The first was moments ago when we were intense. And somehow, it felt different.
“Heaven…” He repeated again.
I looked up and saw his peaceful face with his eyes closed.
“Heaven…” he uttered again.
I narrowed my eyes at him but he didn’t open his. “Why?” I asked.
He raised his brows and slowly opened his eyes. “Nothing. I just realized how your name sounds so good.” He said before kissing me on the lips once again.
I looked at him, confused and dazed.
He smiled and pinched my nose. “Call me Sage, please…” his voice sounded so sweet, I think I’m going to melt anytime soon.
“Mr. Black—”
“Sage.” He corrected me.
I bit my lip and took a deep breath. How can I even call him by his first name? He’s my boss. If I call him that way now, it would turn into a habit. I can’t let that happen.
“You’re my boss.” I told him, pouting.
He raised his brow. “That’s why I am asking you to call me Sage. It’s an order from your boss.” He emphasized the last word.
I stared into his brown eyes before taking a deep breath. “Fine,” I rolled my eyes. It wouldn’t hurt calling him by his first name, I guess. “Sage.”
“Again,” he ordered.
“Sage,” I complied.
“Again,” he ordered again.
“Sage Othyus—”
He cut me off by pressing his lips on mine, giving me a searing and intense kiss once more. His tongue played with mine before pulling back and smiling widely at me.
“Never felt much better,” he uttered as he hugged me even tighter.
I smiled back at him and didn’t respond. I am not going to deny it. It really feels much better. It seemed like I was close to him.
“Aren’t you hungry?” I asked, out of the topic.
He bit his lip. “Are you available, Heaven? I’m starving but I don’t think any food will do.” He told me with a teasing voice.
I narrowed my eyes at him before hitting him on the chest. “When will you even be satiated?” I asked while trying to hide out a laugh that’s about to escape from my mouth.
“Oh, baby, you don’t know how you so much starve me with your heavenly body.” He said before delving into my neck again and showering it with kisses.
Oh, Lord! I wonder how insatiable he could get. Damn.
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