Sleeping with My Boss (and his son?)

Chapter 15

That familiar racing of my heart returns and I comply. A moment later, without any hesitation, he thrusts forward, filling me in one motion. I cry out and try to silence myself.

"No need to be quiet, no one can hear you here." He yanks on my hair and begins fucking me angrily. I can feel it, this is meant to be punishment. But I'm loving it. I love being used by him and I can't help it. Pulling out of me, and pulling me by my hair, he pulls me to the back and opens the truck. "Bend over."

Immediately obeying his command, I feel my skirt flip up, displaying me to him. And then, a hard stinging "smack". I scream out. Another. I fight back a sob. It's painful, but it's delicious. I turn enough to see his arm going back again. It's his leather belt, and I have no doubt I have welts where it connected. Another smack.

"Dimitri!" It's a plea and he knows it.

"This is what you've been needing, Madelyn. A man to keep you in line and to fulfill you sexually."

He grabs my hips and pushes his dick back inside me. My nipples so sensitive against the carpeted interior of the truck. My pussy sore from last night, he fucks me harder than I knew I could handle, and I'm crying out, gasping, screaming with each thrust. His hands spread me as he thrusts deeper. I'm trembling and cumming hard and he is still relentlessly pounding me. He hands grasping my shoulders and digging in, he pulls me back as he pushes into me and yells out as his cum fills me. He's still thrusting. Slowing down, finally, he hands run down my back until he's holding my hips as he slowly pulls out.

I don't move and then I feel his hand in my hair, pulling me from the truck and pushing me down. "Clean my cock off." He grabs my face and pushes his cock into my mouth and I immediately begin sucking and and licking his cock to clean it off. His cum running out of me much like the first time he took me in his kitchen. Before I pull my mouth away, he pulls out his phone and snaps a picture of my lips wrapped around him. "I like that lipstick, Madelyn."

He pulls out of my mouth, so quickly I stumble forward a little. I remain where I'm at. Not looking at him as he buttons himself back up, putting his belt back on, and tucking his shirt in. When he's finished, he gently grabs my shoulders and pulls me to standing. He brushes my knees off and fixes my skirt. Turning my gently, he reaches around me and pulls my halter straps around my neck, tying my top back up. He kisses along my shoulders, turning me and trailing kisses up my neck. He looks much calmer now.

"Let's go, Madelyn. Now that I know my son won't try anything tonight with my cum in or around every hole you have, I think I'm ready for dinner." He leaves me standing there and gets in the truck.

Silently, I go to my seat. I've never felt more used. And I've never wanted to prove someone wrong as much as I do right now. And at the same time, god that felt amazing.