RUNNING AWAY FROM MY BETROTHED

CHAPTER 112. THE BOSS HAS THE FINAL SAY

"Have I ever told you how spellbinding your body is?" He whispers, taking my right and trailing kisses up, leaving me panting, and all the fire in my body erupts the his wet lips touch my clitoral area.

He always tells me. I have never lost count of how many times he has praised my . To him, it’s like I am an angel. With no flaws at all. He rights everything I do choose to do.

He buries himself there, doing his magic, taking me to the gates of pleasure and lust locking me behind them. He licks, sucks, fingers, and fucks me with his tongue.

I'm now partaking in the pleasure of the myths I read in books about sex. You know kinky kinds of stuff about tongue fucking, fingering, and whatnot? I never those things were real until I met Damian. And I also never knew they taste this deeply until he made me taste them. It is mind-blowing.

"Aaah. Damian: "I groan with letdown as he abandons me at the cliff of burning .

"Relax, baby," he whispers, jerking his upper body up and parking himself on top of . I meet his glorious, sharp-pointed cock as it furiously brushes my entrance. "You my cock?" He queries, brushing it up and down my clitoral.

He sure knows how to tease me. He knows that I want him inside right now. How can

I not, after all the pleasure his tongue has aroused in me? "Yes, hun. Give it to me. I you inside of me so badly. Aah!"

Holly fuck! I groan with pleasure when he shoves it in beastly, sloping it at the of most of my throbbing pussycat. I jerk my hips up to him in appreciation.

"Like that?" He asks, his eyes scanning mine.

"Yes." I dig my nails into the skin on his back.

"You are so tight on me, baby. What next? What do you want me to do, baby?"

"I want to feel you drilling in and out of me. Pleasure me like you always do,

Damian."

"Say no more, baby. Here I come." He groans as he starts thrusting in.

As we both dive into the world of pure pleasure, he stifles his head on my neck, it with his lips and tongue while groaning with pleasure.

The sex is slow, just like the kisses. It's like nothing we have ever had. It feels so . He tastes like heaven. It's deep but gentle and sweet, and after a while, we cum together, and we lie down beside each other as we stabilize our breathing.

"I will go make breakfast for us," I mumble after moments of staring, but he pins me to bed, dissuading me from getting up.

What? Does he want more? Well, I wouldn't mind even if we spent the whole day each other, but work comes first.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Did I disappoint you? Was I that terrible that you want abandon me on the bed so soon?" He asks with a husky voice.

Huh? "Hey! You were awesome, always. I can spend the whole day with you here if want. But we are already late for work,” I state, and he smirks.

"Late or not, you are with the boss, and the boss wants some cuddling." He softly my lips.

Huh! Sweet, right? But still...

"I don't want to skulk on my projects, Damian. I adore this, but I don't want to take of you being my boyfriend and my boss," I state.

He is bending the rules too much, I think.

"That is the point, Ellie. We are always prioritizing work. But this? We also need time this, don't you think?"

He has a point. A good freaking point. Heck! We haven't even gone out in the whole we have been together as a couple. We need to create time for this, but we can't neglect our duties, especially mine.

"I know, Damian. Believe me, I want that more than anything. But we can't neglect work."

He looked at me for a while. "Do you trust me?" He implores, nuzzling my cheeks.

That goes without a doubt, although I must admit that, knowing how much he is into , I can’t trust him fully on matters such as this. He will all be dom and bossy and us instead of work. "I do."

"And you take orders for your work from me, right?" he implores.

I know where this is headed. He is cornering me. I knew so well what he would do in situation. "Yes," I mumble.

"Now I am ordering you to forget about work and close your eyes," he says, pulling duvet above us, covering our nude bodies before pulling me to him. "We will talk you wake up."

Huh? Is he for real? Like, he expects to go to sleep right now?

"But, Damian...."

"I'll spank you really sore if you say anything," he warns.

I can't imagine ruining that sweet love-making moment we just had with some spanks. Gosh! How will I even sit in my office with an irritating, sore butt?

Damn! He has never done that, but I know better than to push his limits. I might his demons beyond control. I once saw how he looked when he was pushed to edge. That day, he discovered my identity. The mere thought of how he looked day scares me to the core. I wouldn’t want to ever anger him that much.

I snuggle up to his warm body.

"Good girl!" He kisses my skull and scoops me into his arms.

I kick the thoughts of work aside and close my eyes. I am not a person who hibernates the day, but with him, it is different. I won't be surprised if I sleep for the better of the morning. Who wouldn't fall asleep like this, huh?