Eye Candy

Chapter Two

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Boruto was seeing off his friends while I cleaned up what was left of the cookout. It was certainly a first for me, hanging out with an employer. It was also the first time I made a move on one. I made it a point never to mix business with pleasure, hell everyone knew that was the smart thing to do. But fuck. Boruto was something else, he caught my attention the second my eyes met his impossibly blue ones. The blond was sexy and he knew it. He was confident and carried himself well.

However, I wanted to see what was behind all of that. I wanted to see his raw passion, what he looked like driven mad with pleasure. I had never desired someone so strongly and it admittingly pissed me off that it took so long for him to notice me. Here he was, constantly on my mind every damn time I went to his house, yet he only remembered I was there when the temperature rose. But none of that mattered now. I had his attention and I was going to get what I wanted. Our little game had been amusing, but it was time to get serious.

I had just finished up when Boruto came back, those sunglasses back on his face. It was a cute attempt, but he was too easy to read. I liked that about him. It meant he was an honest person.

"The freeloaders finally left?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"Finally." He grumbled, turning his head away from me as quickly as it faced me.

I loved it when he was feisty, but seeing him get all shy was my favorite. "I suppose it's about that time . . . wouldn't you agree, boss?"

"What time?" He huffed, pacing around the edge of the pool.

"Time for my shift to end and my personal time to begin." I explained, watching him closely.

Boruto stiffened a bit and then propped his hands on his hips as he turned back to face me. "Maybe." He mumbled.

He was trying so hard not to give in when we both knew he wanted to. "I'm off the clock," I began, walking towards him, "and I'd like to get to know that body of yours."

His lips parted as he watched me, unmoving. "You—well . . . I feel like I already know yours."

"Not all of it." I countered with a smirk. "Why don't we get acquainted in your bedroom? Unless you'd rather do it somewhere else."

"So eager." He hummed, dropping his hands to his sides as he grinned at me. "Follow me then."

Ohh, that's more like it. "Lead the way."

I trailed behind him as he went inside, my eyes not bothering to take in the inside of his house. He had my full attention as he headed up the stairs. I was taken to a master bedroom, the door closed behind me after I walked in. I couldn't help the anticipation that swept through me at the sight of his bed. He was right, I was eager, more than I ever had been. His blond ass just did things to me and I wanted to find out what he was made of.

"You love stripping, so why are you just standing there?" He asked quietly.

I turned around, arousal flaring at his naked form. He wasn't wasting any time and shit, maybe I wasn't ready to see everything he had to offer, but there was no way in hell I wasn't going to see it anyway. My eyes roamed over every inch of his body, committing it to memory. Fuck, was he even real? I slowly slid off my shorts and stepped out of them when they hit the floor.

Those blue eyes were locked on my dick, his tongue running between his lips before he swallowed and forced his eyes up to meet mine. "Took you long enough."

"Sorry to keep you waiting." I said and beckoned him closer with a curl of my finger. The moment he was within reach, I pulled him flush against me, gripping his hair at the back of his head. "Anything off limits?"

"No."

Fuck.

He was definitely a kinky bastard. I lowered my lips to his in a hungry kiss, refusing to ease into the rough sex I knew was about to happen. There was no way I could do anything else when I was this worked up. My tongue forced its way into his mouth and seduced his into submission, making it filthy as possible. Boruto grabbed hold of my shoulders and tilted his head to deepen the kiss, not willing to be passive. I was excited to see just how this would go.

I maneuvered him to the bed and pushed him on his back, quick to hover over him. Boruto wrapped his legs around my waist and thrusted his hips, pulling a low groan from my throat. I stared down at him in desire and amusement. It was more fun when they gave as good as they got. And he did, kissing me with a passion and roaming his hands all over me, I wasn't the only eager one it seemed.

He broke away from my lips with a grunt, panting, "Get the lube."

Bossy. I reached over to the bedside table, assuming that was where he kept it. Once my hand closed around the tube, I leaned back to coat my fingers. I didn't waste any time bringing them to his entrance and smoothing the substance over his rim. I made sure it was nice and wet before I pushed a finger inside, slipping against his tight walls. Boruto gasped at the feeling and demanded another.

I was quickly realizing that he was greedy too, but that suited me just fine. I added one more like he wanted and leaned down to take his nipple into my mouth. He arched underneath me and moved his hips as much as possible in our position, his hands grabbing and pulling. He was crazy as fuck. And I was digging it. I scissored him to speed things along as I teased his chest, sucking and licking his perked buds.

My free hand trailed down his abs and avoided his cock, instead taking a handful of his ass. It wasn't long before he yanked me up by my hair to capture my lips and I smirked into the kiss. I added another finger and kissed him to his heart's content, worshipping his tongue and pushing him further into the mattress to get a better taste. His ever moving hands slid down my back to my ass, pulling me forward to make our erections rub against each other.

I bit his bottom lip before breaking the lip lock with a growl. "You're quite the little spitfire." I observed as I removed my fingers, not able to wait any longer and knowing he wouldn't either.

I picked him up from the bed and sat him in my lap, his mouth latching onto my neck as he clung to me. I poured lube over both of our dicks and stroked them together, drawing pleasure filled moans from the blond. The sound vibrated against my skin and another growl rumbled in my chest when he bit me. Shit. He was fucking amazing. Boruto thrusted up into my hand as he licked over the mark I knew had to be there, fingers trailing up my abs to my pecs.

The much needed touch on my member was tempting to continue, but I released both of us in favor of positioning myself at his entrance. It was my turn to litter his neck with unforgiving sucks and starved licks, teasing his skin with my teeth before I entered him with a single thrust. He tossed his head back with a scream, clutching my biceps as he was filled to the brim. I groaned at the feeling of him spasming around me and pressed down on the small of his back.

The action pushed me right against his prostate and his nails dug into me while he let out another shout, this one higher pitched than the last. I grabbed the hair at the back of his head again and forced him back into a harsh kiss that threatened to leave both of our lips bruised. Once his breathing steadied a little, I began thrusting up into him hard, his own hips moving down to meet me every time.

"Fuck!" Boruto cried at a particularly deep thrust, moving more forcibly against me. "Give me more."

Damn, I'm in love. I brought both hands down to his hips to increase the overwhelming sensations, picking up speed as the seconds passed. He was working my cock beautifully and I didn't feel the need to hold back. I gave him everything he wanted and then some, slamming his back down against the bed as we got closer to our climax.

"Yes," Boruto moaned lewdly, spreading his legs wider for me. "Harder. Like that."

Even still he was demanding more, since when did someone bossing me around become so hot? I took hold of his hips once more and raised them just enough, deepening my thrusts as I pounded into him harder. I abused his prostate without remorse and stared down at his face stricken with bliss. He was nearly there, only a bit more.

"Are you going to come, Boruto? Untouched? Just from my dick?"

"Mm. Yes. Just like this. Don't stop."

There was that honesty and I met it with a promise. "I'll fuck you until you're covered in come."

My own orgasm was approaching almost as quickly as his and it was mere moments later that he finally lost it, coming hard onto his stomach. I didn't stop or slow down, forcing as much out of him as I could while I chased my own climax. It wasn't long before I came as well, marking my claim inside of him as deep as I could. I buried myself in his hot walls and finally stilled as I emptied every last drop. Boruto was a trembling mess as his cock twitched, no more able to come out since I fucked it out of him.

The look of ecstasy on his face was sexy as hell and I wanted to forever keep it there. My eyes trailed down his marked body before coming back up to admire his expression again, I had never been with someone so erotic. I slowly lowered my weight down onto my forearms, refusing to pull out. He was in a daze as he caught his breath and let out the sweetest moan when I circled my hips. I wanted to tease him and take him again, but he wasn't ready for that. Instead I licked over his tortured lips and hummed when he kissed me.

The smallest tug signaled me to let myself fully rest on him, his body seeking my warmth. I didn't give a shit about the come over his stomach and gladly covered his smaller frame.

"Stay." He told me, separating our lips.

I smiled and threaded my fingers in his blond hair. "You trying to keep me?"

"I want to do it again in the morning." He said, smiling cheekily.

I couldn't help but chuckle at him, he was something else. "I'm in."

"Good." He breathed quietly as his eyes slid closed.

I rested my head beside his on the pillow, letting my own eyes fall closed as well. It was a hell of a way to fall asleep and sleep came easily. I was sleeping deeply and peacefully until something stirred me, a hand roaming up and down my naked torso.

It took me a moment to wake up enough to know it was Boruto, laying on his side close to me, one leg thrown over me and his head propped up in his hand. His free hand was the one constantly moving on me, though it stopped on my chest once I opened my eyes and looked to him.

"Good morning. Finally." He smirked, getting up to straddle me without wasting a beat. "I know I can't keep you all day, so I'm not gonna waste our time."

Before I could say anything, he leaned down over me, scraping his teeth across my jawline. My eyes closed, hands moving to his waist automatically. His knees parted further as he grinded down on me slowly, tongue and lips trailing down my neck and over my shoulder where he nipped at my skin, hips working up a steady rhythm.

We were both hard in a matter of seconds and Boruto was all over me, sucking hard on my skin over my chest and neck, biting me—scraping me with his short nails. All the while, he moved against me, until I was ready to take over. When he fumbled his hand around in the bedside table for the lube, I found the restraint to keep still. He was just as lustful as I was, he didn't want to wait either.

Seeing him coat his own fingers in the lubricant before reaching behind himself had my grip on his waist tightening. I struggled to keep myself calm and I maintained my composure for all of ten seconds before his face contorted in absolute pleasure, making me groan. He was teasing me without even meaning to.

Completely mesmerized by the soft, sexy look on his face, I was caught by surprise when his lubed hand cupped my balls, fondling them as he raised his hips to take hold of my cock. The way he stroked me had me grunting and I didn't even have a second to prepare myself before he was lowering himself down on me.

"Mm. Fuck." He groaned, scraping his nails down my chest as he wiggled his hips, working his way down more and more until his ass was flush against my body and he'd taken every inch of me. "So good."

"So bad." I corrected, referring to his demeanor. "But I like it that way."

Boruto rolled his hips against me, the movement faltering his breath and making me grip hard to his hips, forcing him to move faster. It felt so fucking good, but I craved more. He leaned down over me, threading his fingers in my hair as his lips covered mine in a deep, greedy kiss. He panted into my mouth, moaning with each movement. I could wake up to this every morning.

He was so tight around me and moving his hips with a precision that worked me up too quickly. Not wanting to risk coming too soon, I forced him still, holding him down on me. He groaned a protest, pulling away from my lips to frown down at me. His expression softened after a second as he seemed to realize why I stopped him.

With a knowing hum, Boruto sat up straight—the movement making my jaw tense and my dick convulse inside of him. His eyes fell closed and he voiced his approval at the feeling, taking a moment to savor it before he pushed my hands aside and got off of me.

"Like this." He told me as he laid on his side with his back to me, backing his ass up in invitation.

His hand laid over his cheek, spreading himself for me and I quickly got on my side, getting in position. I rubbed my cock over his rim, not entering him right away and he panted out a muttered complaint, managing to force me inside when he pushed back against me at the right instant.

"Such a bossy little thing." I growled against his ear.

Boruto reached back to me, grabbing my hand and pulling it around him, splaying it out over his stomach. "Touch me more." He said and my hand ran up to his chest as he rocked back against me, not cutting me any slack.

My teeth clenched and I didn't dare move, not wanting to get any closer. He was keeping me right on the edge and though he had slowed, he was still constantly moving and my dick was in heaven. So was I.

"Come on, fuck me." He breathed, rocking back against me hard. "I want you to choke and fuck me hard. Make me come, Kawaki."

"Fucking hell."

I couldn't deny him—wouldn't, I didn't even have a chance to think about it before my hand was wrapped tightly around his throat and my hips were snapping forward. The moan that he dragged out then had me biting my lip to keep myself quiet—not wanting to miss the sound of it. His back arched further as he pushed back against me, wanting everything I could give him.

"Mmm, yes. I'm—" His words were cut short when I rammed into him, holding his throat tighter.

A deep breathless groan escaped me as I came, harshly pounding into him and dragging out his orgasm as well. His whimpered moans continued even after I'd stopped moving and the way we throbbed against each other threatened to be the end of me.

"Fucking . . . amazing." He panted and then suddenly started laughing. "Unbelievable." He mused, laugh slowly subsiding as I removed my hand from his throat and pulled out of him.

It was a better experience than I even imagined it being and for a while, the two of us just laid in bed slowly coming down from our orgasms. My boss really was something else—bossy for sure. He surprised me again by being the first to stir and all but ordering me to go and take a shower. By the time I finished, Boruto had changed his sheets and made the bed. Our goodbyes weren't awkward or anything special, but I couldn't wait to get another go at him.