I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect day to spend with Katie if I tried. The sand is wet and smooth beneath our feet. The turquoise water laps along the shore. Her hand feels small and soft when wrapped within my own.
“I couldn’t wait to take you here,” I tell her. “We’re going to spend a nice time together before you start working for me.”
“And then what happens then?” she says, a smile lighting up her pretty face. “I turn into a pumpkin?”
I stop and turn to face her, the breeze blowing her hair back.
I can't believe where we started out, compared to where we've ended up right here, right now. It was just a dare, but we got out of hand. I got into her sexy panties and she got into my f*cking head. Now both things are all twisted up.
“Katie, we’ll have to see where things stand after my patent trial,” I tell her. “But I can’t be dating a subordinate. It’s not who I am or what I do.”
“I understand,” she tells me, but she looks disappointed. “At least we have Ibiza.”
“Yes,” I agree, glad she is taking it so well.
But part of me doesn’t want her to take it well. Those parts— my ego, my cock— want her to beg me to be with her even after I’m her boss.
I had asked Ron to let Katie work for me because I want it to be official. I want to know that I will see her, smell her, be near her every day until my trial is over. But I can’t touch her. Can’t taste her. Can’t kiss her. Can’t fuck her.
There’s something exciting in the forbidden nature of that relationship. Although I’m not sure I’ll be able to hold off. It has to come from Katie. She has to be the one to want me the way I want her to want me.
We’ve walked a long way down the shore and back, and we’re heading over to the resort hotel I reserved us a room in. Katie knows that but what she doesn’t know is that I’ve arranged a special set-up for us.
There’s a cabana tent with a bed in it, and curtains around all sides except the one facing the ocean. I take her hand and lead her inside the structure.
“This is amazing,” she says, squeezing my hand in excitement.
“I thought you might like it,” I tell her. I draw her close to me and kiss her, deeply and passionately. She smells like a mix of the ocean and the wind and the sky. All the best parts of nature.
She presses herself up against me, and I feel my cock rise against her stomach, which is prominently displayed by her bikini top.
“Please,” she says, as I hold the back of her head so I can kiss her more forcefully. “Please take me again. I’ve been wanting you so badly ever since you first did.”
These are exactly the words I’ve been wanting to hear from her. I pull back a bit, teasing her.
“But I’m about to be your boss,” I tell her. “You heard Ron. They’re assigning you to work for me.”
“I know,” she says, leaning her head against my chest in that way that I love because it means I’m protecting her, sheltering her. “But you’re not my boss yet.”
“If I take you again right now, knowing that you’re my employee, I’m going to have to punish you later for it. At the office. Do you understand?”
“Yes sir,” she says, looking up into my eyes.
Sir.
I like the power dynamics more than I thought I would. I think she knows that, because of the way she says it.
I place a hand on her bikini-clad ass, and slap her gently, just to give her a little taste of what I mean.
“Are you sure you understand what that entails?” I ask her. “If you want more from me, you’re going to have to pay for it later.”
“Yes, sir,” she says. “I understand.”
I lay her back on the bed in the sand and then I use the ties for the curtains to tie up her hands to the poles holding up the tent. Cement blocks hold them in place so that she’s bound securely.
I take off her bikini top so that I can see her luscious breasts. I remove my swim trunks and rub my cock in between them. Taking them in my hands, I hold them around my cock and make them jerk me off.
“I love your big breasts,” I tell her.
“They’re just the perfect size to wrap around your big cock,” she says back.
I’m on the brink of not being able to stand it. I want to be in her pussy so badly. I stand up and move my cock down the length of her body. I want to make myself wait just a little more, so that she can feel even better.
I kneel down in the sand in between her legs and spread them as I play with her pussy. She moans as I insert a finger in her hole while using my other hand to play with her clit.
“Oh, my God, I’ve missed you so much, Damien,” she says, groaning slightly. “That feels so good. It’s going to make me come.”
“Come for me darling,” I tell her, sucking on her clit while my finger is still inside her. I feel her juices drip on my finger and then down my chin as she comes.
“Damien, Damien, Damien,” she says. “I’m coming. Oh, my god.”
Now I can finally have my way with her. I stand up and slap my cock against her pussy. She raises her head to watch me, the view of the ocean behind us.
“You’re such a dirty, naughty girl,” I tell her. “You let your soon to be boss defile you outside where anyone walking by could see.”
Finally, I put on a condom and put my cock into her pussy, where it’s been wanting to be since it last left it. It feels soft and wet and tight, and she clenches it around me as if she’s been waiting for the exact same thing.
“Do you like my cock inside your pussy?” I ask her, as I push it in and out of her. “Did you miss it?”
“Yes sir,” she says, as I ravish her body and she’s powerless to stop me due to the ties strapping her to the poles.
I look down at my big cock thrusting in and out of her as its motion causes the entire cabana to shake.
“I’d better hurry up and come,” I tell her, thrusting my hips faster and harder. “It’s becoming a bit more obvious now that you’re letting me fuck you in here, my dirty little girl.”
“Fuck me harder,” she says, as I reach down and play with her clit while I do. “You’re going to make me come.”
“You want more, don’t you?” I ask her, feeling my cock swell up inside her. “You’ve always wanted more? Even though it means I’m going to have to punish you for being a naughty girl and letting me take your virginity and fuck you yet again— outside this time, in a foreign country— even though you know I’m going to be your boss now?”
“Yes, boss,” she says, gasping as I plow into her soft pussy. “I’ve always wanted more from you.”
“More,” she says, as I ram my cock inside her.
“More,” as the oceans crash onto the shore just as hard as I’m forcing myself into her.
“More,” as her voice breaks along with the waves and I know she’s about to come. Just like me.
More, I think, as we come together, in a perfect explosion of lust and pleasure.
She’s mine now and I know it. The best part is, I get to spank her for letting me take her. The next time I see her, I’m going to show her exactly what she gets for giving into me. She is never going to be the same again. And her ass isn’t going to know what hit it— literally.