Chapter 29: Watching my boss’s hot sticky cock drip cum

Ivy’s pov

I couldn’t move. My feet were rooted to the spot, my body frozen in a mix of terror and a dark, forbidden curiosity. His sapphire eyes hadn’t seen me.

They were fixed on the woman between his knees, and sweet lord in heaven... what a magnificentpiece of cock.

It should be the eighth wonder of the world.

I pressed closer against the doorframe, the wood digging into my shoulder, my breath coming in shallow, silent pants.

Just a little more, I had never seen any other expression aside from a blank face from Gideon Knight; I just wanted to see him...a little more.

His left hand, which was not fisted in the blonde’s hair, came up. His long, veiny fingers wrapped around the base of his nine-inch thick cock, holding it steady as he pushed her mouth up and down his thick, rigid length.

My thighs snapped together, mouth watering at the sight of her red lips wrapping around the thick girth of his dick, down to his balls. It was magnificent- he was magnificent.

His shaft was thick and heavily veined, the head a flushed, angry purple that disappeared past her stretched lips.

My right hand came up brushing against my lips as I imagined how it would feel, to be so close to him like that, brushing my lips over his throbbing, hot rod.

How it would feel against my tongue. The thought sent a jolt straight to my cunt, and I dug my teeth deep into my plump bottom lip, biting back a moan.

"Deeper," His deep, dark voice ordered quietly, and my chest tightened.

"Yes, sir," The blonde sputtered before diving back in to take his wicked shaft deeper.

Oh my great God.

My chest tightened, my lips parting to mimic her as I watched. A slick warmth pooled between my thighs, my panties growing damp as I stood there, watching like some peeping Tina.

The blonde began to choke, making a wet, gagging sound as spit and precum dribbled down the shaft, coating Gideon’s fingers, making the glide of her mouth even smoother.

"Are you wet?"

Oh heavens yes, yes I was.

I could hardly hear the blonde’s response, because it came out muffled, lucky bitch. Her huge tits swayed, almost popping out of her dress neckline like watermelons.

My hand rose, cupping my breast through the stiff fabric of my uniform. I squeezed, my thumb brushing over the peak of my nipple, a jolt of pleasure-pain shooting through me. I swallowed a gasp, trying not to get so carried away yet terribly failing.

I wanted to be in her place. God, to be between those powerful thighs covered in dark pants, moaning as he fucked my throat.

He withdrew his cock, slapping it against Blondie’s face, and I couldn’t fight it any longer. My other hand snaked down, sliding under the hem of my dress.

My fingers found and stroked my pussy through the damp cotton of my panties; the friction was a delicious torment. I bit down on my lip, hard, tasting blood to keep from moaning aloud.

He tightened his grip on her hair, his knuckles white, and began to truly fuck her mouth. He used her, his hips rolling in a controlled, powerful rhythm as he thrust his cock up into her throat.

Her muffled groans and needy grunts pierced the air as she writhed, her bound hands struggling uselessly behind her back.

Oh god, I didn’t know he was like that. That he was so... commanding? Dominant? What about the man wasn’t really?

My eyes locked hungrily on the sight of Gideon’s cock disappearing into her mouth, creating a bulge in the side of her cheek as he held her in place, making her choke.

She moaned, and gasped, and writhed, trying to pull away, but he pinned her right there.

"More,"

Yes, sir.

His words were like gasoline on a fire. He began to thrust harder, fucking the blonde’s face. He threw his hips up, feeding her his cock, ramming into her throat with deep, punishing strokes.

I almost lost my mind. My tongue hung out as I panted, sliding two fingers past the edge of my panties and into my dripping cunt, a choked gasp escaping my lips.

I threw my head back against the wall, my eyes squeezing shut as I fucked myself, my fingers pumping in and out, imagining it was him, imagining it was his cock filling me, stretching me, taking me completely.

Yes, oh god, yes, Gideon, please, more.

I squeezed my tit harder, pinching down hard. Would he tie me up too? Would he pin me down under that huge, powerful body, my thighs all spread out for him as he rammed that massive cock deep into me until I saw stars?

My breath hitched, and I let out a little mewl, my entire body hurling towards my climax.

"Do not cum,"

Oh but I needed to. I had to. I was so close. I pumped my fingers in my cunt harder, my juices running down my thigh, leaning forward as a cry bubbled up my throat. My throat tightened, my pussy walls clamped down harder.

"Do not cum," He repeated. That’s too bad for blondie; I could cum, but apparently he wasn’t going to let her. A shiver rippled down my spine. My eyes clamped tighter as I drew closer, imagining milking his cock hard.

A voice, warm and impossibly close, whispered directly in my ear from behind me. "You know he’s looking at you, right?"

What?!

My body froze as my pussy walls tightened around my finger and my eyes flew open, crashing directly into Gideon’s blazing sapphire eyes.

Oh hell no. He was watching me?!

They were burning into me, a hot, intense blue fire that pinned me to the spot. His face was flushed, a feverish heat coating his sharp cheekbones, and his lips were slightly parted.

He saw me. Had he been watching me the entire time? No way... it couldn’t be that those words were... were for me?

His lips snapped close as he slammed the blondie’s throat down his cock, fucking her mouth, stuffing her face full of his cock while his eyes held me captive.

His jaw worked, grinding, a muscle twitching rapidly, visibly in his cheek. His hips jerked, and with a final, brutal thrust, he came, hot spurts of creamy cum spilling down the sides of blondie’s mouth, down his dick.

He came while looking at me.

It was the most insanely sensual, erotic thing I had ever witnessed. The sheer, raw power of it, the way he claimed his pleasure while his gaze was locked on mine, made my pussy clench violently around my fingers.

A fresh gush of wetness soaked my hand. He wasn’t even two feet near me, and somehow that was the most intimate thing I had experienced.

The blonde on her knees purred, a sound of deep satisfaction as she gulped down every drop, her throat working. The sound broke his spell on me.

I scrambled back, my hand flying from my dress, slick and wet. I stumbled away from the door, right into a solid, warm body. I spun around to see the person who had spoken behind me.