His Demands: An Age Gap, Billionaire Boss Romance (Silver Fox Daddies)

Julie’s a thing of beauty as she climbs on top of me. I watch the toned muscles of her legs work as she straddles me, her hand reaching down to grasp my cock as she gets into position.

“Someone’s feeling bossy.” I move my hands along her irresistible curves as she places my head at her slick opening.

She grins. “Careful—– you sass me too much, and I tie you up.”

That gets a laugh out of me. I’m more than pleased to see how well she’s taken to our domination and submission play. Julie likes giving up control, but there’s no mistaking her independence and will, even when she’s tied up in front of me.

She moves my cock back and forth, closing her eyes and savoring the sensation of my hardness against her clit. I groan, the feeling pretty damn nice on my end, too. I put my hands on her hips, prepared to guide her down lower.

“Not so fast,” she says. “I’m the one in control, remember?”

“How could I forget?”

Instead of guiding her down, I move my hands along her long, supple legs. Julie’s body is perfect, utterly flawless. Every time with her is as exciting as the first. There’s a true sexual connection between us, one I’d always been vaguely aware of long before I ever touched her.

I watch her rub herself with my head, her lips spreading as she drags me along her seam. She’s moaning, her chest rising and falling. I can feel her heat, her wetness. She starts to shake, her full, round breasts, those perfect tits with their rosy-pink nipples, quivering before me. I can’t resist leaning forward and taking one of them into my mouth, the delicious saltiness of her skin washing over my palate.

Is there any part of this woman that doesn’t taste like heaven?

“Oh… Oh, Ivan…”

With that, her back makes one final, hard arch. She comes, her body shaking, her grip barely able to keep my cock in her hand. When she’s done, she falls forward, her hair draping over both sides of her face, her breasts hanging heavy. She takes one deep breath, then another.

“Was that good for you?” I ask, my tone wry.

“Most definitely.”

“Good. Now, if I’m not inside you in the next few seconds, I might lose my mind.”

I put my hand on the small of her back, guiding her down my length. My cock finally pushes inside, the first few inches of her pussy gripping me tightly. I groan as she sinks down further until every bit of me is buried inside.

“God, you feel so damn good,” I say as I clamp my hands onto her rear, unable to resist a squeeze of that perfect ass of hers.

She smiles in reply, her hips moving back and forth, the muscles of her core working in a most sensual way. I take hold of her tits, squeezing them firmly, teasing her nipples with my thumbs.

“Just like that,” she moans as she rides me. “Just like that.”

Her pace quickens, her breasts bouncing up and down.

“Come inside me, Ivan. “Please. I’m so close.”

There’s no sense in resisting. I feel myself reach the edge, holding there long enough so her own orgasm can take hold. She arches her back again and I allow myself to move over the line, pleasure ripping through me as I come. My cock pulses, my seed shooting deep inside of her. She keeps riding me through it all, coaxing out every last drop.

In the quiet aftermath of our passion, Julie rests beside me on the couch, her body a gentle curve against my side. The warmth of her presence, the soft rhythm of her breathing, it’s a comfort that I’ve come to crave more than I ever thought possible. We lie in silence, the kind that speaks volumes, filled with a shared understanding and a connection that’s grown deeper with every passing moment.

Those three little words linger on the tip of my tongue, echoing in the back of my mind. But I resist speaking them aloud, not yet ready to give them a voice. There’s a part of me that’s still guarded, still wary of the vulnerability that comes with such an admission. It’s a battle between the instinct to protect myself and the growing realization of just how much Julie means to me.

She falls asleep, her breathing steady and peaceful. In the dim light of the cabin, her face is a picture of tranquility, a stark contrast to the storm of emotions and fears I know are swirling within her. The danger that looms over us, the shadow of my past life, it’s a threat I never wanted her to face. But now that it’s here, I vow to protect her, to shield her from the darkness that’s encroaching on our lives.

I rise quietly, careful not to disturb her. Dressing in silence, I pause to kiss her forehead, a tender gesture that belies the turmoil inside me. She stirs slightly, a soft murmur escaping her lips, and for a moment, I’m tempted to stay, to keep watch over her as she sleeps. But there’s work to be done, plans to be made. I scoop her off the couch and carry her upstairs to the bedroom. I know she needs rest, recovery. Kiki is close behind, curling around my legs as I move. When I set Julie down, the cat wastes no time hopping to her side.

Downstairs, the cabin is still, the only sound the occasional crackle of the dying fire. I take a seat by the window, my gaze scanning the darkness outside. The isolation is both a blessing and a curse—a sanctuary from the world, but also a place that feels increasingly like a fortress under siege.

My laptop sits open in front of me, a portal to the resources and connections I need to formulate a plan. My mind works methodically, piecing together strategies, contingencies, anything and everything I can do to neutralize the threat. Boris and his ilk, they’re a cancer, a remnant of a life I left behind. But they’ve returned to claim a debt I never owed, targeting the one person who’s become my reason for everything.

The night deepens as I work, the hours slipping away in a blend of determination and focus. I can’t allow fear or doubt to cloud my judgment, not when so much is at stake. Julie, our future, the family we’re going to build, they’re the anchors that will keep me grounded, the reasons I’ll fight with everything I have.

I glance at the clock, noting the passage of time, the approach of dawn. The world outside is still shrouded in darkness, but I know the light will come soon, bringing with it new challenges and new battles. But for now, I find strength in the knowledge that Julie is safe, asleep upstairs, her trust in me is a responsibility I don’t take lightly.