Overstimmed E9 | The CEO's cock can't say no to me

Everyone is over the age of 18

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“What the fuck, Leon.” Jonathan angrily dabs at the cum on his pants. Of course, some of it had already soaked into the black fabric and left a sticky milky stain. “I was going to wear this tomorrow too.” 

“They’re just pants.” I take a sip of wine, amused at how this big-shot business man is derailed by a little stain on his pants. 

“It’s not coming out,” he says in a fluster and gets up. He looks around the dining area before he walks quickly towards the washrooms and I follow him. 

The washrooms are indeed private like he said and there’s even a cologne station. The walls are decorated in some strange luxurious gold pattern and the mirror is in the shape of a large teardrop. 

Rich people are so fucking weird.

I watched Jonathan pull some paper towels and dip it under the running tap, effectively making his pants more wet as he dabbed at them. I know I should feel bad, but I honestly don’t. He’s hot when he’s flustered. 

I walk up behind him and massage his shoulders while watching him in the reflection of the mirror. There’s a light right above the spot in front of the sink so it puts him in an amazing light. 

“Not right now.” He doesn’t look at me as he wets another paper towel. 

Yes, right now.

I squeeze my hands under his armpits and squeeze his large chest, feeling blindly for his nipples. 

“Not right now!” Jonathan lifts his head and glares at me in the mirror’s reflection for a second. I almost felt scared.

Keyword: Almost

“I want you to fuck me,” I say, staring right into his anger-filled eyes while massaging his nipples. He rolls his eyes at me with a little shake of his head.

“You’re going to fuck me. Right now.” 

“Yeah, right.” Jonathan shakes his head again and goes back to cleaning his pants. I undo the middle two buttons of his shirt and squeeze his nipples between my thumb and index fingers. The way he took a sharp inhale made me so fucking horny. “Leon…”

He caves so quickly.

I kiss the back of his neck, just under his hairline while looking at him in the mirror. He smells amazing.

No more waiting.

I lower my right hand to his crotch and undo his fly. 

“You’re such a brat.” Jonathan leans back into my lips as I pinch his nipple again. 

“You must like it. You’re hard again.” I suck on his nape. 

“Hey hey hey…” he stutters as my hand wraps around his junk. “Careful.”

“Oh? I thought you were mad?” I pull down his foreskin and tease the head with my fingers. I watch his reflection bite his lips. “You’re going to fuck me. Right now. Got it?” I grip his cock fully and stroke. 

“WHOA!” His hips buckling backward almost knocks me off my feet, but my iron grip on his shaft persists in stroking him. “Oh! Hey!”

“Are you going to fuck me?” I breathe into his ear while stroking the squirming man. The more I play with him, the harder he gets.

“Yeah! Okay! Yeah! I’ll fuck you!”

I let go of his member and used the mirror to help me undo his belt. Dropping his pants to the ground, I push his boner down and watch it rebound while I take off my pants. Then, I get in front of him and lean over the sink. 

“It’s too dry,” Jonathan furrows his eyes while looking down and pushing his dickhead into my hole. 

“Figure it out. Now.” I backed my ass up against his sensitive cock. He spits on his cock and rubs it in. Not wanting to wait any longer, I reach back and take his shaft from him. “Oh shit…”

I look at my reflection and then at his. Jonathan had his tongue between his teeth as his cock penetrated me slowly.

Too slow.

I push back with my ass and take him all the way in. Closing my eyes tightly in pain, I felt the minuscule movements of him trying to not squirm out of my hole. 

“Fuck me,” I groan. He takes in a deep breath, holds it, and starts pumping into me. “Faster!” 

I could tell his dick was extremely hard inside me but it was really the look on his face that was the cherry on top. He grits his teeth while he thrusts his overstimulated dick inside me.

“FASTER!”

“I’m trying…” Jonathan whines. “I’m getting too hot.” He undoes the other unbuttons of his shirt. 

“Tie on.” My ass has opened up for him and I take the liberty of grinding on him while he pauses to take off his purple shirt. “Tighten it back up.” I love the look of him shirtless with his tie hanging between his large pecs. “Now fuck me. Harder than that!”

Jonathan’s mouth contorts in an animalistic roar while trying to fulfill my demands. When he finally fucks me with enough force, I watch my own eyes unfocus in the mirror’s reflection. YES! He only does this for about 20 seconds before slowing down again.

“I said fuck me!” I grind on him.

“No, I can’t. I’m going to cum.” He tries to back up from my hip rolls. By reflex I reach back and grab his tie, pulling him forward onto me. “Leon?!”

“Fuck. Me.” I say through gritted teeth, pulling on his tie with all my strength. 

“Uhhhhh…” Jonathan pumps his hips again. “No… I can’t hold it.”

I switch holding the tie with my other hand and then slap his face that’s on my shoulder. “Fuck me until I cum.”

The little shake of his head in the mirror convinces me he’s telling me the truth. 

“Cum then, you loser.” I watched his face contort when I gave him permission. “Hurry before I change my mind.”

“UnnnNNnNnNNNH!!” Jonathan whines loudly in my ear as he digs in deep. The combination of his expression and the pitch of his voice drives a burning sensation to my dick. I grab my dick and grind up against him. “AHhHhHh!”

I hang on to his tie tightly while I fuck himself on him. Jonathan’s expression of tension changes and now a big goofy grin appears on his face. 

“Oh fuck…hahaa… oh fuck…” He giggles and squirms while I take advantage of his still hard pole. His hand frantically grabs my dick and strokes me. 

“MmmM….fuck…MMMMMMM…FUCK!” His touch makes me erupt onto the floor and I have to stop grinding on him as I lose control of my movements during the orgasm. Still, I hung on to his tie to keep him inside me.

“I’m not going to be able to take you anywhere,” Jonathan says with another shake of his head. However, this time the smile on his face made it feel different.

“Who says I want to go anywhere with you?” I smile back at him in the mirror. “This place comes with a personal janitor?” I looked at the cum splatters on the floor. 

“I think we’re going to have to clean that up.” His soft dick falls out of me.

“I think you’re going to have to clean that up.”