I am NOT attracted to my boss! (MxB Yaoi) *Completed*

EXTRA Office Scene (Smut)

You are warned!

Kyle's POV:

 

 

I am interrupted by a knock on my door.

"Come in!" I call from the comfort of my swivel chair. The door opens revealing my beautiful, or handsome as he likes to be called, husband. A grin immediately breaks out on my face. I lock the door after him, no liking it when people interrupt my time with my husband.

"How was your morning? I bought lunch, guess what it is." He takes a seat on the couch I just bought. I tap my chine pretending to think.

"Your delicious ass?" I say, licking my lips. Marcus blushed, frowning.

"Maybe for dessert." He casually retorted. Raising my eyebrows I replied,

"Can't wait."

He opens the paper bag in his hands. Always paper, never plastic. Reaching his hand in, he brings out blue Tupperware box. I get up and take a seat next to him. Watching him open the box, my stomach rumbles and Marcus smirks.

"Just in time." The box opens and reveals Marcus's mother's lasagne. My mouth salivates at the sight.

"When did you get this?" I question, waiting patiently as Marcus hands me the box with a knife and fork.

"This morning. I went around to their house to see how my mother was doing. She's doing better. She hasn't left the house since dad died in January. I convinced her to visit his grave. We talked and cried a bit. Then we went back home to cook some lasagne." I smile sadly at Marcus as he tilts his head back, probably to stop the tears.

"He's somewhere better now." Marcus mumbles quietly, I almost miss it.

"Come on, let's eat." I change the topic, and dig into the tasty slice of lasagne. I purposely get some on the face, making Marcus laugh. My heart swells in love for this fine man sitting next to me, wiping my face clean. I peck his lips, loving how he blushed. Setting the box on a table next to me, I attach my lips to his. He replies immediately, moving the empty paper bag to the floor. I curl my arms around Marcus, enveloping him into my arms. Gently pushing down to lay down,(S I kiss down his jawline, down his neck to his collarbone. He shivers as I suck my mark on him.

He lifts his arms and pulls off his shirt. Capturing one of his hard nipples in my mouth, I swirl my tongue around his bead. His hands reach down to my shirt and unbutton my pale blue shirt. I shrug off the shirt and butterfly kiss down his distinct V-line.

"Ugh. Hurry up." Marcus urges me on. I quickly unbuckle his belt and unzip his jeans. Softly, I use my thumb and graze the base of his thick c0ck. His grip on my shoulders tighten. I pull down his jeans slowly. Not on purpose though, his skinny jeans get stuck every 10 centimetres, and because his legs are very long, I am already annoyed halfway down his legs. He chuckles at my distress and pulls it off himself, I gape at him.

"Practise." His smile makes me smile back. Looking back down, his erection twitches at my gaze. I unbuckle my own slacks, grinning when they come off really easily. I kick off my own shoes and pull off Marcus's. I pull down his boxer-briefs that leaves nothing for the imagination. His c0ck slaps against his lower abdomen before standing up vertically. I give it one slowly stroke, making my lover moan. I quickly pull off my own briefs.

I swirl my tongue around Marcus's tip, making him shudder. Teasing his slit with my tongue, I reach under the couch for a bottle of lube. I like to be prepared. I squirt some lube on the fingers and tease his puckered opening. Taking his d!ck deeper into my mouth, I slide one finger into him before adding another. Gently, I scissor him, preparing him for my fat, long c0ck. Taking my mouth off his delectable lollipop, I use my spare hand to stroke him. He lifts his lips up to meet mine in a loving passionate kiss. I take my hand off his d!ck and apply lube to my erect member. Putting my hand on his hips, I place a cushion under his ass. In a flash, I am resting in his tight cavern.

"Hard and fast, or slow and deep?" I ask him, teasing the tip of his c0ck with my right hand.

"Hard, fast, deep, passionate. Give me your all." He manages to pant out. "Fuck me with your thick c0ck." I groan, loving it when my baby talked dirty to me. I slowly retreat from his hole and snap my hips forward, he screams my name.

I thrust in and out of his hole, loving Marcus's groans and moans of pleasure. I pull out of him, flipping him to his hands and knees, pushing the discarded cushion to the floor. I thrust back into him, hitting his prostate rapidly. His screams fill the room, and I thank myself for sound-proofing this room a few weeks after we got married.

Reaching my hand around to his front, I quickly stroke his leaking cock. His ass clench around me, telling me that he's about to come. I pull out and turn him back around, resting his knees on my shoulders slam back into him, ramming his prostate. My name echoes around the room and Marcus comes over my chest. I follow a few seconds after, in his ass.

I pull out of him, and use a finger to scoop some cum from my chest, licking it off. Marcus turns his face away from me, embarrassed. Pulling out a packet of wet wipes from under the couch, I wipe both of us clean, throwing the used wipes in the bin. I help Marcus get dressed, and he returns the favour. Returning the lube and wipes back to its place under the couch, I stand up and grab my now cold lasagne. I poke my head out the door, handing the box to my new secretary telling her to warm it up.

"Bothering Mrs Korns again are we?" Marcus wraps his arms around my waist.

"Of course. I don't want anyone seeing my lover after some passionate love-making." I peck his nose, making his nose scrunch up. "I still don't get why I had to get a new secretary." I pout.

"I don't want you to get in trouble for being in a relationship with an employee." He smiles sadly.

"At least I can still see you at home." I wink at him and kiss his forehand.

"I was meant to be dessert, you're meant to eat dessert after the meal." Marcus playfully scolds me. I just reply with a,

"Life is short, eat dessert first."