My Addiction To My Boss Chapter 7 - Sex Stories

My Addiction To My Boss Chapter 7

... friends and decided I didn't want to stay over anymore. I wanted to go home instead of drink like everyone else. So I left, called my mom. My dad wanted to drive her since it was so late. They got t-boned by a drunk driver. My dad died on impact, and my mom died when the car caught fire and no one could get her out. So it's my fault, and Eric has agreed with me since it happened. Everyone in the family thanked God that he was eighteen so we could stay together, but I hated it. I didn't want to stay with him... I blamed myself enough for the both of us. I didn't-" "Hey," he says softly as he wipes the tear from my cheek. "I'm sorry, Jane. I didn't meant to do that." "No, it's fine," I whisper and grab his hand. "Let's go... I want you to fuck me." I lead him into the bedroom and kiss him hard. I crawl onto the bed and press my ass against him. "I want it rough, Damien... Can you do that for me?" He groans deep in his throat and slams into me. I cry out, grabbing at the sheets to hold me still as he thrusts into me again and again. He grabs my hips hard, so hard that I know it'll bruise. But I like the pain... I welcome it. He spanks me hard and I gasp, not expecting the sudden pain. It's excruciatingly wonderful. I moan and feel him begin to tense up. I brace myself for the impending orgasm and gasp as I start to fall. The strength of my orgasm taking away my breath, sending me faster and faster toward the ground as I fall. I wake slowly, I feel groggy and sticky... and in desperate need of a shower. I kiss Damien's chest softly and get up. I walk into my bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. I have a huge bite mark on my shoulder that I don't remember receiving... What a sneaky man. I spin in a slow circle so I can see the damage done to my hips. I can see the exact placement of his fingers on my skin and I trace them lightly with my own. I love this man, and I love the marks he leaves on me.