Chapter 33: Business Talk with Shweta

Rohan kept her in his grip as he rolled on to his side. Shweta put her leg over his and pushed up closer with her hips. A soft moan escaped her lips as it made his cockhead grind on her cervix but she didn’t pull back. She was loving it too much, having his cock so deep in her body like no man had ever conquered her, it was like a fantasy that had become reality.

“How does your husband’s love for pretty women hurt your business?” He asked as he continued to fuck her with slow, smooth strokes.

“Usually, he creeps them out or does something inappropriate to piss them off so we don’t get their business if the manager or CEO of the company is a woman.” Shweta rubbed his chest as she talked “If the boss is a man, Abhi doesn’t take much interest and doesn’t follow up properly.”

“Can you follow up those leads?” Rohan let his hand slide down her side and squeezed her ass. He liked how her pussy clenched around his cock when he did that. He continued kneading her tight, hot ass cheeks.

“I do when I know about them.” Shweta was again getting too hot and losing focus on the business talk “But I don’t always find out. He is the managing director.”

“Seems like you should be managing the business.”

“No, baby,” She leaned in and kissed his chest “I can’t do that to him. It will be power struggle and my marriage is already on shaky ground.”

“We will need to find a way, but right now.” He rolled over and pinned her under him again “I need to find a way to make you my bitch.”

“Mmmm, I am your bitch, honey,” She hugged him “just pound me and mark me as your possession.”

Rohan had been keeping control over himself but Shweta’s gorgeous face right in front of him and her tight, slender body under him finally pushed him to the point that he became a beast and really started pounding her into the bedsheet. She opened her legs and crossed her ankles behind him, giving him full access to her depths without worrying that he will break her. She knew he would destroy her pussy and she had surrendered to it as her fate. His cock was wonderfully powerful and Shweta was enjoying how it was drilling her cunt, hard and fast. She yelped as her head hit the headboard with his powerful thrusts.

He grabbed her shoulders and trapped her soft, delicate body between his hands and his thrusting cock. Shweta could feel the heat rise steadily in her body. She was getting close to that edge again and the fact that she could feel the urgency in Rohan’s thrusts was making it all the more exciting. She kept her arms around him and fucked herself on his cock. She lifted her ass with each stroke so that he could drive his long, hard cock deep into her cunt and slam her ass back into the bed. His power, his forceful strokes, his solid, masculine body on top of her, it was all driving Shweta wild in a way she had never experienced before.

“You are such a monster, baby. You are destroying me like a beast.” She mumbled in his ear “I love your cock. Break me, Rohan. Tod do, barbaad kar do mujhe. Don’t leave me fit for any other man. Only your cock, I only want to belong to your cock. Make me your bitch, Rohan. Apni kutiya bana lo mujhe. Tumhari kutiya banna hai mujhe. Tum se chudna hai. Roz. Tumhare lund se apni choot phadwani hai. Jab chodoge main chudoongi. Tumhari personal ban ke rahoongi. Sirf tumhari personal randi. Randi ki tarah chodna mujhe jab tumhara mann kare. Tumhara maal hoon, baby, sirf tumhara.”