Page 11 of The Boss

We laugh together, then she takes my hand and we start walking up the stairs.

"You know it. I'm going to tell the whole world how sexy you are. How incredible it feels to run my palms all over your sweet curves."

When we reach the door to my bedroom, Etta stops. "Boss?" I love every way she says my name, but this time her voice is softer.

"What is it, beautiful?"

Her gaze drops to my chest. "I…um… I've never done anything like this before. I went on the pill in college, but never… So, if I don't know how to do something, I'm sorry."

Mine. My girl. My precious angel is a virgin.

"Baby." Lifting her in my arms, I carry her to the chair in the corner and sit down with her in my lap.

“Thank you for telling me. But there aren’t any rules here. No right or wrong. It’s just play time. Exploration. You can tell me anything you want to do, or not. Okay?"

She nods. "Okay."

"So…just checking… You're not going to slap me."

She laughs. "Not today. Maybe tomorrow."

I leap to my feet, pulling her with me. "I want to jump onto the bed and kiss the hell out of you right this second, but I shouldn't wear these goat clothes on the bed."

I yank off my t-shirt and pitch it into the laundry hamper, then spin to see Etta scanning my chest and arms. We do have a gym in the basement of the dining hall, but most of my bulk comes from nearly two decades of farm and ranch work. Regardless, it feels good to see her face light up.

I grab the bottom of her t-shirt and wait for her to nod before pulling it off. Instantly my jeans get significantly tighter. "Damn," I drawl. "Those are some sexy tits, beautiful." I take her bra off slowly, tossing the peach silk and lace onto the chair.

Dropping to my knees, I pull her toward me so I can lick and suck at her nipples. They’re the same perfect shade of deep pink as her lips. The color is now burned into my mind forever. "How is your skin so fucking delicious?"

Etta moans, swaying from side to side as I clutch at her. My rough palms skim around her back, down her sides, then to the front to unfasten her jeans. Although I don't want to stop licking her tender skin, I’m impatient to see her naked for the first time.

I pull off her jeans, and she steps out of them wearing nothing but peach cotton panties. All my blood drops to my cock as it stretches and grows, eager to be anywhere near her sweet pussy.

She laughs as my mouth falls open, then shakes her head. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

"I don’t think they make ghosts this damn sexy."

She gasps as I toss her across the bed and kneel between her legs, licking a stripe through her pussy against the thin cotton. She smells delicious, like the warmth of spring.

Her panties are becoming wet from the inside as I dig in, nuzzling every fold of her pussy. Etta is squirming, her thighs spread wide. Reaching up, I grip the fabric, then pull her panties slowly down her legs.

I stand and drink in the sight in front of me: Etta, lusciously naked, her hair fanned out across the blanket, knees suddenly pulling together shyly, nipples puckered tight.

"Beautiful." I reach down to take her hips in my hands, gently kneading her skin as my hands slip down her outer thighs to her knees. "I need to taste you."

She shakes her head slightly. "I've been working all day. Shouldn't I shower first?"

I pout, sticking out my bottom lip until she laughs. "Just this once, because it's our first time. But as I get more addicted to you, I might be tempted to feast on that pretty pussy whenever I want.”

She rolls her eyes dramatically, clearly not believing me. Well, she'll find out.

I drop my jeans and shorts together, then grab two towels from the walk-through closet on my way to the ensuite bathroom.

I hear a strange, choked sputter, and stop. Turning back, I see Etta staring at my erect cock. Okay, I’m pretty big. Both long and thick. But I realize at that moment that my sweet Etta has never seen one in person before.

My cock jerks up to the ceiling at the thought that my sweet girl is going to be mine and mine alone. She’s going to learn everything through me about how a man should treat a woman. How she should be worshipped. How radiant and special she is.

It’s a big responsibility, but one that I’m happy to take on.