Chapter 4. How Good Are You?

Shimma’s POV

“Tell me, Shimma, how good are you?”

I didn’t fail to notice the huskiness in his voice. I took a deep breath, trying to rein in my feelings, but all my efforts to calm my nerves down had proved futile.

I couldn’t say a word. No! Not when Mr. Mattias was this close to me.

“Tell me!” he said in a demanding tone, one that made me feel a warm sensation run down my spine.

“Good enough,” I answered breathlessly.

“Prove it to me then.”

He began unbuckling his belt. I swallowed a hard lump down my throat, pressing my legs together when a throbbing ache engulfed my pussy.

I could feel warm juices flowing through my pussy as seconds went by, and I tightened my legs even more.

“Wh-what are you doing?”

It was a miracle I could still talk, given how much I was struggling to breathe.

“I know you want it, Shimma,” he teased.

“Wa-want what?” I stuttered, trying so hard to catch my breath.

“Enough questions, Shimma. Get down on your knees and suck my dick. I am not so patient.”

His assertive voice made me do as he had ordered. And I did just that, getting on my knees without any questions. Maybe I could ask them later, maybe never. All I wanted was to get brutally fucked by a man I had spent my whole life dreaming of having.

“Whoa!!”

I gawked at the size of his huge cock. No matter how big I tried to imagine Mr. Mattias’s cock would be, it was nothing compared to this, nothing close to any I had ever seen. Could someone give him an award for this?

“Now I want you to take my cock all in your mouth, Shimma. Take it all in.”

His voice was rough.

I used both of my hands and wrapped them around his cock.

“Your hands feel good, Shimma. C’mon, wank me!”

He groaned as I began to stroke him with both hands.

“Use your saliva, arghhhh!”

He threw his head back.

I spat on his huge cock, making it wet and slick as I began to stroke it. This time, it began making sloshing sounds.

“Oh, Shimma, you’re even better than I had imagined. Come on! Faster!”

He groaned, his sea-blue eyes filled with pleasure.

I kept spitting and stroking until his legs could barely hold him anymore.

“Enough, Shimma! Take me in your mouth already. I want to know how good it gets,” he teased, giving me a devilish smirk.

My mouth parted, opening as wide as I could.

I spat on it once more, using my tongue to tease the tip of his hard cock as I felt his hand grip my hair.

“Oh, Shimma, you really never cease to amaze me,” he cursed.

I had only taken the head of his cock into my mouth, and I wasn’t sure my mouth could take more.

He used his hand to push my head forward, taking more of his cock into my mouth, and slowly, I began to move my head in a back-and-forth motion.

“Fuck!”

He gripped my hair even tighter as he began thrusting into my mouth.

“Mmmnn,” I moaned, his cock thrusting into my mouth as saliva began to drip from my lips uncontrollably.

“Yeah! Suck on it. Yes, there, urghhh! Devour it, Shimma, devour it like I know you fucking want to. Take it deep down your throat,” he cursed.

I liked the taste of his cock. I liked the way it felt in my mouth. I liked how it made my pussy yearn for something I knew this man could give me.

I rolled my eyes in pleasure, and I traced my pussy entrance under my short, silky gown, adjusting my underwear. I dug two fingers into my juicy, slick pussy, and I began to thrust.

“Mnnnn,” I moaned again as pleasure engulfed my whole body.

He yanked me backward by my hair. I gasped, wincing in pain.

Looking up into his blue eyes, I knew I needed more. It was just the beginning.

“Fuck me, please. I want your huge cock in me, Daddy. Please!” I pleaded like my life depended on it.

It actually did.

“That’s more like it.”

He put both hands under my arms and lifted me. I could barely stand upright.

He sat me on his office table. This time, he got down on his knees.

I watched him loosen his tie, his eyes fixed on my pussy, which had almost soaked my underwear because of how wet I was.

“Take it off,” he commanded.

“Okay, Daddy.”

I nodded submissively, removing my underwear, and without warning, he parted my legs, digging his tongue inside my juicy pussy.

“Ughrrrr!”

I moaned as he sucked the juices from my pussy.

“Mmmnn,” he groaned.

I felt his tongue dig deeper and deeper, devouring every inch and corner of my pussy.

“Yes, Daddy, deeper. Yes! Don’t stop, Daddy, eat me up.”

I held his head firmly, pushing it deeper, parting my legs wider so he could take me fully into his mouth.

Gosh! Mr. Mattias was so perfect at it.

I rolled my eyes upward, and my whole body began to vibrate.

Was this how it really was?

I could have never imagined it to be this way, no matter how perfectly I tried to create it in my head.

“Mr. Mattias!”

I heard someone knock on his office door.

“Mr. Mattias!”

The lady’s voice called out again.

I picked up my underwear, put it on hastily and adjusted my dress while Mr. Mattias straightened his tie.

“Come in!” he yelled.

Slowly, the door swung open, revealing a curvy lady with sandy blonde hair.

“Good day, sir. These are the files you asked me to bring earlier,” she said, placing some papers on his table.

“Alright, leave,” he instructed.

She turned to glance at me, eyeing me from head to toe before walking out of his office.