He slowly lets me slide back and runs his fingertips lightly up and down my sides, which, like all the times before, gives me huge goosebumps all over my body.
I am always amazed at the incredible effect this man has on me. I have no idea how long we kiss and caress each other, but at some point I am broken out of my trance because I hear my father's heavy footsteps on the stairs and how they are getting closer and closer.
I quickly push Zachery away and stand up. As soon as I've started working on my suitcase, my door opens and my father comes into my room without knocking.
"Ah, I see they've already made themselves comfortable. I hope they spend the night on the guest couch and not in my daughter's bed, right?" He says this jokingly, but you can clearly hear that he is more than serious.
"Dad, I'm really not twelve anymore and you don't have to worry, I don't plan on sharing a bed with him!" I try to reassure my overprotective father.
It's always been the case that I'm his 'little' daughter and that's probably why he immediately chased away most of the boys before I even had the chance to get closer to them.
He already caused such a ruckus with my first boyfriend and with Nick it was so bad that at some point my mother had to put her foot down because otherwise I wouldn't have been able to bring him home with me.
But somehow it's cute that he defends me so much and tries to filter out the men right from the start who aren't really interested in me anyway. However, it can get really tiring in the long run.
"You're right, my little one, but I'd rather make an announcement right away so that the young man here doesn't even get the wrong ideas." Then he makes a gesture with his hands that is supposed to show Zac that he is him Keeps your gaze and then slowly leaves the room.
Of course he leaves the door wide open and instead of going straight to the lower floor I can hear him making his way to his small office at the end of the hallway and I can't hear any door closing there either.
Zac grins at me briefly and a moment later he seems to realize what just happened between us and his face immediately hardens as his entire posture stiffens.
Regret appears in his facial features and I only now realize that this has only led us further into his dead end. I keep telling myself that I need to calm down and that primarily means my libido.
My panties are more than a little damp and I know that the man still sitting on my bed is also trying hard to hide his huge erection.
It's a wonder my oh-so-worried dad didn't notice.
The awkward silence that has spread in the room is really unbearable and the air in here is almost too scarce for me, so I grab my washing utensils and a few clothes that I would like to wear to sleep and make my way into the adjoining room Bathroom.
When I return after a good twenty minutes, Zachery is sitting on the folding sofa and staring into his smartphone without even looking up. I close my bedroom door and turn to him.
He also seems to have put out his clothes and I really hope that he doesn't want to sleep in just a pair of boxer shorts because otherwise I'll have to tie myself to my bed.
"I'm done... If you want, you can go in now." I say hesitantly and even though I spoke very quietly, Zac flinches briefly before he raises his eyes and stares steadily at me.
Am I dressed too skimpily?
The sleeping top and short shorts aren't skin-tight, but there isn't much room to interpret either. Plus, I don't have a bra on anymore and since it's not particularly warm here, my nipples stand out quite nicely through the delicate pink material.
Without meaning to, I lick my lips and my gaze slides down his upper body to his middle.
Okay, the mood here in the room is so extremely erotically charged that it alone makes me nervous and when I try to push past the man who is now standing in the middle of the room and brush against him, my self-control is gone.
"Zac...! I... I... Oh man...!" I try to find words, but I can't get very far because he has spun me around in one quick movement and presses his lips firmly against mine.
"It should be forbidden for you to wear such things." He whispers in my ear with a hoarse voice and when his warm breath brushes against my cool skin I shiver slightly. "So hot... If your father wasn't next door I would be here with you Now fuck your brains out."
I've never really been a fan of dirty talk, but with Zac it's something different, it turns me on more than I would ever admit.
I slowly let my hand, which has been on his chest ever since, slide over his toned stomach down to the waistband of his pants and carefully push it in. The soft moan that leaves my boss's mouth only spurs me on even more and I reach into his boxers to take his throbbing cock in my hand.
She glides up and down his shaft again and again with fluid movements and I know exactly how to drive him to the edge of madness.
So I drop to my knees in front of him and deftly open the buttons on his jeans with one hand before pushing them down his legs and pulling down his boxer shorts with the other hand. His stiff penis jumps out at me and without hesitation I lick its length once before taking it deep into my mouth and starting to suck on it.
I don't care that my parents could barge in at any time.
Again and again I let my lips slide over his considerable manhood and lick in circles around his glans.
Just when I think I'm almost ready for him, he pulls me up, rips off my panties and leaves me standing there in the middle of the room.
Confused, I watch him walk towards my bedroom door... He turns the key quietly in the lock and comes towards me again.
Then he grabs me and throws me onto the old folding sofa, gets on his knees in front of it and pulls me to the edge by the back of my knees.
Without much warning, he positions himself at my entrance and pushes into me in one fluid motion. The whole thing feels so intense that I see stars and my moans immediately fill the small room.
Luckily, Zac reacts quickly and covers my mouth with one hand. With the other he grabs me by the hips and pushes his hard cock into me with even precision.
It's not the first time I've slept with him, but it's definitely the best time...
Until now!

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Charity Night (english)
ChickLitAfter a hot night with a stranger, Charlotte escapes from his hotel room and hopes that she won't have to see him again. It's just stupid when you meet again sooner than you'd like and the hot guy is also the boss's son. How should she behave now? H...