Chapter 32

“What are you doing to me?” I asked breathlessly as soon as our lips parted.

Before she could answer, I promptly rose from the seat, realizing time is of the essence. I can’t do this right now or I won’t have a job to go back to.

Cara’s legs were wrapped around my waist. She didn’t let me go when I moved to get up.

“Sorry but I have to go. I’m going to be late for work.” I carefully slid her off of me, already missing her wrapped around me like a clingy koala.

She hums. “Hmmn. Shame.”

I grunt when I feel her hands carefully unbuckling my belt, unbuttoning and unzipping my pants. “Cara…” I groaned.

She leaves it open and turns around, pressing her back against my chest. She grabs my hands from behind and directs it to her breasts, guiding me on what wants me to do.

Shit.

I blindly followed her. I realized I was already grinding my hips while her ass danced against my crotch. I swept her long brown hair to the side and bit her neck and shoulder. Her moans urged me to do whatever the fuck I want to her. She offered herself like a silver platter to me. All I have to do is succumb to it… to her.

My other hand starts moving downwards, lifting her shirt to have access to her panties that were covering her pussy. My fingers found their way to their purpose and with no second thoughts, I plunged my middle finger deep inside her.

I fucked her with my fingers as I let my tongue and lips worked on her skin. She was so tight that adding more would hurt her. I noticed that whenever I added one, her face contorted.

I pulled out when she’s nearing her orgasm. She whined in protest while pushing her ass to my aching rod, arching her body closer towards me.

“Dylan… don’t stop, please… I need you.” She whimpered in desperation.

God I love that she’s needy for me.

I press my lips to her ear, whispering. “I need you, too.” My hand is already starting to peel off her underwear. My other hand couldn’t seem to stop kneading and squeezing her breast like a fucking stress ball.

Once I took off her cover, I threw her to the couch, bending her over the backrest, ass in the air. My cock was in its full length, aching and hard as I freed him. I pumped it a couple of times, precum already felt like an actual cum from how wet I was. All it want is to embed inside her and fuck her like a damn machine.

I swipe my tip up and down before entering her slowly. Cara pushed her ass towards me, urging me to slam inside her in one full stroke. But the slow teasing was making us go crazy. I didn’t submit to her demand.

“More.” She demanded with a moan, arching her back to raise her ass in the air. "Give it to me."

Ignoring her plea, I slid my hands from her waist to her full breasts hanging because of her position. I kneaded the twins and pinched her nipples while I took my time entering her until I was all the way to the hilt.

Cara moaned as her body melted into the sofa. That’s when I started to pound her. The woman was a screamer. She barely could speak every time we fuck. The only thing she could do was scream and moan. Whenever the pleasure intensifies, her screams grow louder and higher.

My stomach flutters; my heart swells with pride knowing I’m doing a damn good job at pleasuring her. Everytime I go deeper, she clenches her hands against my wrist, my arms, and my back- sometimes it depends on the position. And when we are done, I get a lot of marks from her.

The pain is all ignored cause it’s all worth it whenever I see her tear up from so much intensity and pleasure.

I fasten my pace, feeling both of our orgasms coming. The image before me incited me to cum in her ass. It would be such a sight for me. I haven’t tried withdrawing but I really want to try this. I want to see my cum messily spread in her ass and her lower back side.

With that drive in mind, I managed to pull out and spread my seed at the desired place just as I imagined. She orgasmed at the same time. Mine dripped down towards her pussy, meeting her own juices.

Fuck. The sight only urged me to do more.

Our breaths were heavy. She was slumped exhaustedly to the couch, ass still on me. I reached behind the pocket of my pants and grabbed my handkerchief. As much as I wanted to see my cum bathing her ass, I carefully wiped the mess with my hanky. Wrapping my arm around her waist, I brought her with me to lie down. She heaved a sigh when she landed on top of my chest.

“Stay, tesoro.” She breathed.

The request itself made me remember that work was not gonna wait for me.

Shit.

“Sorry, Cara.” My voice was filled with dejection and regret. “I really need to go.” Despite my words, I still savor the time. I was exhausted, still catching my breath. Besides that, I really want to stay and cuddle with her.

She chuckles. “You’re making me look like your whore.” Though her statement was a joke, it still hit me. She doesn’t know how much control or sanity I have left to fight against this. If I stay, it will cost me. It’s not the time to succumb to temptation.

I reluctantly sat up, bringing her along as well. Her eyes were still closed against my chest. She then slid her hand with an open palm from my chest to my neck to my face. She opened her translucent gray eyes. The nearness of our faces made me see her godly beauty more clearly.

Her face was bare with no makeup on. She looked sleepy, exhausted and pale from all the late night business trips she had. But even with those things trying to mess with her perfection, she’s still the most beautiful… most perfect woman I have ever laid my eyes on.

We stared at each other for a while until she dipped her lips to mine. She was the first one to move and seduced me to fall in her charms again. Her hand moved again, down to my crotch. I sucked in a breath when she started pumping my now hard swollen dick.

“One more time, tesoro.” She whispered seductively as she started moving. “Worship your queen.”

I groaned when she sunk down to my aching cock.

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I have accepted the fact that I was beyond redemption when I looked at the time. Instead of running like a criminal towards my work station, I just sauntered in like I wasn’t late for over an hour.

My eyes widened when I saw Hudson sitting on my chair, clearly waiting for me with beyond impatience.

“Good morning, Mister Ross. You sure took your time coming here.”

I was a deer caught in headlights. The sarcasm and annoyance in his voice could no way be mistaken.

I was screwed. My job is over.

Aiden and Miles shook their heads simultaneously as they knew Hudson won’t let me get away with this.