His Little One

Chapter 4

His eyes were a unique shade of blue, it was so vivid if she paid close enough attention she could see them dilate and expand. He also had killer arms she can only imagine what the rest of him looked like. Never has she seen a man naked, but the idea of seeing her boss in nothing more than a pair of boxers made Rosalinda bite her lip and curl her toes.

And those tattoos! She's always been a sucker for tattoos. It was another of her many naughty secrets she kept to herself. Those tattoos made him even more delectable and quite dangerous in a way.

Julian didn't like the idea of ever getting a tattoo; he believed it was going to damage his skin which he had an obsession about.

She never knew what she saw in him in the first place. Damn she was blind to his intentions. If her boss ever gave her the time of day would she let him sleep with her?

Would he dominate her like in the books and short stories she reads? Pin her to the floor and devour her till she was putty in his hands? Would he think of her as a freak if he ever found out?

Moaning into her pillow Rosalinda spread her legs wide and touched her soaked core. Paying close attention to the sensitive bundle of nerves that made her strain her thighs as she brushed against it.

"Oh sir, I swear I've been a good girl today." She slowly moved her body till she was on all fours, her breasts swayed as she bucked her hips forward and back. Rosalinda took two of her fingers and rapidly rubbed her clit.

Annoyed at the restriction her shirt was causing, Rosalinda quickly yanked it off and cupped her heavy breasts. Rolling her nipples between her thumb and pointer finger Rosalinda arched her back and moaned. "Please put my nipples in your mouth sir, I need your hot mouth on them. They ache so badly."

Pushing herself up she remained on her hunches and legs spread. Taking one hand away from her breasts she moves it down to her pussy; frantically she rubbed her clit with her slick fingers. Rosalinda's stomach clenched as her thighs shook. Her hips humped her hand covering it in her juices.

"Please sir, I'm coming, put your cock inside me now I need it." Rosalinda begged. The climax hit her hard. Her whole body thrummed in ecstasy. "You feel so full inside me sir." She moaned she's slowly came down from her high.

Whimpering in delight, Rosalinda made her way under her covers and sighed with a satisfied smile on her lips.

*
"Rosalinda." Her boss called. She was currently looking over some documents that he wrote, checking for grammatical errors and spellcheck. Rising from her chair she walked into his office. He was in a different suit; this one was a silk black color with a blood red tie. For once, his hair wasn't ruffled it was styled and gelled back.

"Yes Sir?" She said once she made it to the front of his desk. Today, she wore a light pink dress with black flats; the people working gave her mixed looks of lust and annoyance. The men were the ones with the lustful looks, versus the women glared at her in annoyance. Some even asked her if she was fucking the boss. Rosalinda shook her head and blushed at their words.

"Look at me when I'm taking to you," He said. She did so without hesitation, he smirked. While, looking at her he reached into a draw and pulled out a card. "Pick up my dry cleaning, use this." He handed her the black card and she took it without touching his hand and nodded.

"Anything else sir?"

He paused for a second and looked at the pile on the floor. "Put those files back, I have the ones I need." Rosalinda saw that he possessed only two files, out of the whole five boxes of documents she fetched for him. Anger contorted her insides, wanting nothing more than to punch him, he could have asked for the two on his desk. This man was impossible, the absolute worst.