Sleeping with My Boss (and his son?)

Chapter 5

As the door opens, I pull my blankets up. Fully aware that I'm naked, even just coming to from a deep sleep. I see Dimitri as he walks through the door, an easy smile on his face. I hate that I notice how good he looks in his low slung sweatpants, shirtless. How is this man a year older than my own father?

He comes over to the bed and looks down at me. Hands on his hips I finally hear his voice, "Good morning, Madelyn. How'd you sleep?"

I'm shocked at his blasé attitude. How dare he stroll into my room after what he did like nothing happened! "I slept, Mr. Carrington." It's all I can offer him, and even that through clenched teeth.

"Tsk, tsk. You sound so upset, dear," he says as he leans over and brushes my hair back from my face, like this is how we spend our typical mornings. With familiarity.

He sits down on the bed next to me, the blackout curtains keeping it dark, with  the only light spilling in from the door he left open, and he runs a hand down my blanketed body. "Are you upset with me, Madelyn?"

I bite my lip, brow furrowing, "what is this, Dimitri? I don't even know what to be upset about! Except that you're in my room uninvited and I'm naked." I don't mention what happened between us. Guilt heavy in my chest. I think he will bow out, instead he laughs.

"Sweet, sweet Madelyn. This," he pulls the comfortable from my hands and pulls it down, leaving the thin white sheet over me,  "is the employee appreciation you deserve," he tugs the sheet down, and grips my wrists as I move to stop him. "Calm down." It was one of his spoken commands and yet again, I complied. I stilled instantly.

He moves my wrists together and he holds them above my head with one of his large, calloused hands. Looking up at me, he lowers his head and closes his mouth around one of my nipples. He sucks long and hard and I ache deep inside. I fight my moans though, even as my back arches voluntarily. He stops sucking and runs his tongue over the peak before he kisses my other nipple every so gently.

"Spread your legs, Madelyn." His free hand runs down my stomach and hits the hot center between my legs. "You were so good last night. I think you deserve a reward." He lets go of my wrists and stands up, walking to the foot of the bed, "and I am ready for breakfast."

His intent clear, I find my legs opening as he crawls on the bed between them. "Wider." One word and I find my heart racing again. The guilt I was feeling dissipating. No sooner I move my legs farther apart, his hands are on them, pushing them open painfully fast. I close my eyes and just like he did hours ago, his tongue slides between the lips of my pussy. Only this time, he doesn't relent.

He slides his tongue over my clit and then buries his face in me. He tongue dipping inside, he sucks and laps at my wet core. Focusing on my clit for now, he surprises me by sliding two fingers into my tight pussy. I feel them curling into me and I know I'm about to cum, already. But just when I think I'm there, he pulls back and pulls his fingers out of me.

Reaching up, he runs the fingers just inside me across my lips. "Taste yourself, Madelyn."

Making eye contact with him, I open my mouth and I slowly suck each finger. "Mmmm..." I moan. I suck his finger into my mouth again drag my teeth gently along it.

"Tell me what you want, Madelyn," he commands. I feel my breathing increased.

"I..." I bite my lip, unable to ignore the need between my legs. "I want you to touch me." It's like a switch, his smile now taking on a predatory look.

"I thought you'd never ask." Lowering his head, he kisses my inner thigh, and then he devours me. With controlled strokes of his tongue, he massages my pussy, teasing my clit, but cautious not to give me what he knows I want. He kisses up my stomach and makes his way to my chest, "such big tits, Madelyn," he growls.

A moment later, his hand is around my throat, gently squeezing as he bites my nipple causing me to cry out in both pleasure and pain. At the sound of my cries, his hand tightens around my neck. I've never been choked before and my body has a jolt of both excitement and fear. Sucking on it, his warm mouth massages the still stinging nipple. His hand gripping my neck tightens more, and I squirm beneath him, trying to breathe. And just when I begin to feel consumed with fear, he releases my neck and I gasp. He also releases my nipple and looks up at me, "Trust me, Madelyn."

Surprised by his strength, I yelp as he grabs me and flips me to my stomach. "Ass up." Bringing myself to my knees, and leaning down on my forearms, I feel his tongue run from my pussy to my ass. "Mmmm..." he moans. His hand slipping between my legs, he works his fingers over my clit as he buries his tongue in my pussy, teasing there before moving to my ass and playing there. The sensations as he goes back and forth between the two, while expertly bringing me closer and closer to the edge are overwhelming.

My head drops and I scream into the mattress as I cum without warning. Shaking hard, did I just squirt? I feel liquid running down my legs, the sound of him lapping at my core more confirmation. My body is on fire. I've never cum like this before. No one has ever eaten me so well. And I've sure as hell never had anyone's tongue on my asshole before.

His mouth leaves me and I'm too spent to try to look back at him. I lie there, collapsed on the bed. I hear him doing something, and I half wonder if he's leaving. Just then, the bed moves and I feel him moving up the bed between my still spread legs. In moments, his body is hovering over mine. I feel his lips on my neck, a nip at my ear lobe, and then, I feel his cock lined up with my pussy. 

His body pressing down onto mine, "do you feel how hard I am for you?" He moves his hips, not entering me, but almost caressing my with his dick. "I want to fuck you, Madelyn. But I'm not going to. Not yet. Not until you ask me for it." He lifts off of me and smacks my ass cheek, causing me to grunt and grip the sheets. Another smack and tears fill my eyes. Another smack and then, his hands gently massage my asscheeks. "That's my girl."

I feel him move from my bed, sense him moving toward the door. "Get ready and join me in the kitchen. We have a busy day." The door closes and he's gone, leaving me asking yet again, what is happening? And how am I going to talk to Jason when he calls? I asked for him to touch me. I made a choice this morning.