It was all she could do not to cum right then. The weight and heat of him inside her was intense, the taboo nature of what they were doing only adding to it. He was her boss, she was married…Christ in fucking heaven, it was Gemma’s dad! And she was having sex with him. They weren’t using any protection, he was totally unsheathed and if he went off in her she might be impregnated, but the risk only added to it. She could take the danger for now, she’d find a way to stop him before he finished…
Agonisingly slowly, CJ pulled out slightly then re-entered her. Cat bit her lip and whimpered with delight as he did it again, rolling his hips and sliding in and out of her at a leisurely pace. On the next thrust she rolled with him, joining his rhythm and adding to it. Then suddenly he stopped and began to withdraw. Cat started to panic, thinking the incredible sensation was about to end but he was just getting into a slightly better position and his weapon worked its way back in. Her pussy clamped round him as he glided in and her body was awash with sensation, saying the safe words was going to take an Olympian effort of will now.
As CJ started to build up speed, Cat heard herself crying out. Each time he speared himself into her, a squeal escaped her mouth. She wasn’t entirely lost, she still remembered she was married and could feel a burning guilt already. But it was buried in her, hidden somewhere deep. It would emerge later and she could tell she was going to feel dreadful at the end, but at that exact moment her conscience was getting quieter every minute, the physical need was winning.
“Take off your bra,” CJ grunted. It was a command, not a request. Cat arched her back and reached behind her, unclipping the clasp and trying to wriggle out of it. The thought of disobeying him never entered her mind. As the straps slipped over her shoulders, CJ grabbed one of the cups and pulled the bra free, tossing it away into some corner of the room. Cat noticed that he was sweating when she looked up at him, one of his arms still holding her leg up.
Feeling deliciously naughty, she wriggled from side to side, making her heavy breasts swing playfully until another thrust caught her off guard. She grabbed hold of both tits and moaned loudly as her boss continued to fuck her. CJ was getting faster but he slowed momentarily, using his free hand to pull her arms away from her chest and over her head, holding her down. Then he leaned forward to suck and lick at her orbs, his hips rolling slightly as he did so. Cat squirmed beneath him, enjoying the roughness of his tongue against her stiff nipples. He lapped enthusiastically at her, men loved her breasts, they always did. One of her hands wriggled free from his grasp and she reached round his broad shoulders as their hips ground together.
“I never thought…oh God CJ I never…”
“Call me Mr. Hembry,” his voice rumbled from her chest.
“Mr. Hembry, I didn’t think we’d…” she gasped and then it hit her, “Oh God, I think…I’m…I’m cumming Mr. Hembry! Oh God I’m cumming!”
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