idea of it has added another thrill deep inside me. I slide over in the seat to give Blaise enough room. "You're going to have to be on bottom. I don't want my hair messed up," I tell him.
He sits in the middle seat and yanks down his jeans with his boxers. "You're going to ride me." It isn't a question. He knows what he wants, and he is going to get it.
I unsnap my shorts and slide them down my legs, leaving them laying at our feet. I straddle Blaise's lap and slowly burry his cock with my pussy. He feels so much larger this way.
Blaise grabs my hips and helps me work my way up and down on his shaft. At first it’s slow, while we both absorb every possible sensation we give one another. Each thrust becomes faster and faster, until it becomes so intense that I can't help myself from clenching around his length. My body becomes euphoric on top of Blaise. I scream out in ecstasy as I continue to ride him.
When I feel his release, I lower myself onto him completely. My body presses against Blaise. I just want to sit here for the rest of the evening. I don't want to leave him, especially not to go Roman's for the meeting. "Why aren't you going to the meeting?" I ask.
I only know he isn't going because when Stephanie messaged me the details, it included the statement that only in office employees would be there. I know that Blaise isn't part of that. I think he should be able to go anyways, being that he works for Roman and the company.
"I wouldn't even if it were required. It’s all a show he puts on for the higher ups."
"What do you mean a show?"
"Nothing. I should probably get you back before your dad suspects anything more."
I whine for a split second. I don't want to get up, but he is right. Plus, Clarissa is at the house and I can guarantee she is angry with me for just up and leaving like that. It was rude of me, but this is Blaise... and I can't deny he has me wrapped around his perfect little finger.
Blaise drops me back off at my house once we're both dressed. I had asked if he wanted to come in but apparently he had plans for today, and was only supposed to be stopping in to check in with me. I made sure to give him a kiss before he took off with promises that I'll call him when I'm back from the meeting tonight.
Clarissa is chatting with my dad when I walk into the kitchen. They both pause their conversation to look at me as the screen door closes. "What?" I ask.
"Turn around," Clarissa orders.
Without question I do a three-sixty. Facing Clarissa again, I pinch my face and ask, "What was that about?"
Her eyes narrow in my direction. "Just making sure your hair isn't messed up."
My face turns bright red. She just insinuated that I had sex with Blaise in front of my dad! How embarrassing! "We just went for a drive," I snap at her. "Don't be gross."
Dad clears his throat and looks towards the window. "I think the race has started." He gets up from the table, grabs a beer out of the fridge and makes his way to the living room, not looking in my direction.
"Thanks for that." I give Clarissa a nasty look. "Not embarrassing or anything."
"Shut up. It's not like he thinks you’re a virgin."
"He could think that!"
"You're going into college in a week. Please."
"Whatever. You staying for supper or you heading out?"
She looks at me all smug. "And miss you going to your royal banquet? I think
He sits in the middle seat and yanks down his jeans with his boxers. "You're going to ride me." It isn't a question. He knows what he wants, and he is going to get it.
I unsnap my shorts and slide them down my legs, leaving them laying at our feet. I straddle Blaise's lap and slowly burry his cock with my pussy. He feels so much larger this way.
Blaise grabs my hips and helps me work my way up and down on his shaft. At first it’s slow, while we both absorb every possible sensation we give one another. Each thrust becomes faster and faster, until it becomes so intense that I can't help myself from clenching around his length. My body becomes euphoric on top of Blaise. I scream out in ecstasy as I continue to ride him.
When I feel his release, I lower myself onto him completely. My body presses against Blaise. I just want to sit here for the rest of the evening. I don't want to leave him, especially not to go Roman's for the meeting. "Why aren't you going to the meeting?" I ask.
I only know he isn't going because when Stephanie messaged me the details, it included the statement that only in office employees would be there. I know that Blaise isn't part of that. I think he should be able to go anyways, being that he works for Roman and the company.
"I wouldn't even if it were required. It’s all a show he puts on for the higher ups."
"What do you mean a show?"
"Nothing. I should probably get you back before your dad suspects anything more."
I whine for a split second. I don't want to get up, but he is right. Plus, Clarissa is at the house and I can guarantee she is angry with me for just up and leaving like that. It was rude of me, but this is Blaise... and I can't deny he has me wrapped around his perfect little finger.
Blaise drops me back off at my house once we're both dressed. I had asked if he wanted to come in but apparently he had plans for today, and was only supposed to be stopping in to check in with me. I made sure to give him a kiss before he took off with promises that I'll call him when I'm back from the meeting tonight.
Clarissa is chatting with my dad when I walk into the kitchen. They both pause their conversation to look at me as the screen door closes. "What?" I ask.
"Turn around," Clarissa orders.
Without question I do a three-sixty. Facing Clarissa again, I pinch my face and ask, "What was that about?"
Her eyes narrow in my direction. "Just making sure your hair isn't messed up."
My face turns bright red. She just insinuated that I had sex with Blaise in front of my dad! How embarrassing! "We just went for a drive," I snap at her. "Don't be gross."
Dad clears his throat and looks towards the window. "I think the race has started." He gets up from the table, grabs a beer out of the fridge and makes his way to the living room, not looking in my direction.
"Thanks for that." I give Clarissa a nasty look. "Not embarrassing or anything."
"Shut up. It's not like he thinks you’re a virgin."
"He could think that!"
"You're going into college in a week. Please."
"Whatever. You staying for supper or you heading out?"
She looks at me all smug. "And miss you going to your royal banquet? I think
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