Page 16 of Down & Dirty: Reaper

Holding his cock in one hand, she hovered over it.

This was it.

She vowed she’d never have sex with one of her employees. She thought that it would be easy to keep that promise to herself since she was either related to them or grew up with them.

But here she was.

She hoped like hell neither of them regretted this in the morning as she slid down his length until they were completely connected.

Chapter Four

Oh, yes, Reaper’s size was, as Goldilocks would say, just right. Especially with the way she was spearing herself on his length.

The swing’s chains clanked loudly in time with her rhythm as she rode his cock.

Who would’ve thought that having sex on a porch swing had benefits? The rocking motion enhanced it all. Better yet, he was hitting all the right spots.

“Fuck me,” he groaned, getting a tighter grip on her hips. Not controlling her motion, but simply encouraging, as he once again latched onto her exposed breast.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” she echoed him.

He chuckled around one nipple and gave her hips a squeeze.

But not even a minute later, he lifted his head. “Just a warning…”

She only mmm’d and continued to move.

“I normally have a shitload of endurance,” he grumbled. “But you and your soaked cunt are ripping that to shreds.”

She once again delivered his own words back at him. “Glad I could be of assistance.”

“Ain’t a good thing, darlin’.”

Was he purposely messing with her by playing up his accent since he discovered it was a turn-on?

Fuck it. She’d allow it.

“Well, let’s turn a bad thing into something good.” With that, she shut up and concentrated on his cock deep in her pussy, his mouth wreaking havoc on her breasts, his hands now back on her ass, and a finger now teasing her forbidden hole. More like formerly forbidden. She wasn’t hating what he was doing in any way.

In fact, this was the first time she was tempted to let a man do more back there. Something she never had a desire to do with any past partners.

“Might need to do a countdown to launch, ‘cause this rocket’s about to blow.”

Shit.

“What do you need, boss?”

“For you not to call me boss right now.”

“What do you need, darlin’?”

Much better. “I got it.”

“She got it,” he huffed.

With her bottom lip tucked between her teeth, she reached between them to circle and tease her own clit. When she bucked on his lap, he grunted, stiffened, and shoved his face into her neck.

She swore she also heard a faint, “For fuck’s sake.”