Chapter 3 - pavlovian

As I helped Alyssa into the car, I made my move. Ever since I had laid eyes on her curves I had wanted to be all over her. I took her arm with one hand and my fingers sunk into the supple flesh. I was instantly hard. I needed to feel more. Once she was seated she pulled the sundress's fabric from beneath her ample backside, all but fully revealing all the flesh hidden beneath her outfit.

This time, she knew I was looking a sly smile broke through the stuffed, dazed look that had dominated her face. "You still look hungry, babe," she whispered. I leaned forward, placing my hands on the soft, exposed flesh of her thighs. "Maybe... I did mention dessert, didn't I?" As I said this I dug my fingers deeper into her flesh, needing all I could grab. Her eyelids fluttered, almost sleepily, as her plump, wet lips hung open, ready for me. "I hope you're hungry," I hissed as I leaned completely in and our lips met.

She must've been starved, as she almost seemed to try to devour my lips with hers. She was delicious; I could still taste remnants of her breakfast. She moaned as our lips locked, the combined euphoria of food and arousal overpowering her.

I slipped my free hand between her thighs as the other gripped the root of her hair, pulling her deeper into the kiss. The flesh of her inner thighs flowed into my exploring appendage, smothering and trapping it. My fingers barely managed to brush her panties but even then I could tell she was fucking soaked. I grabbed her inner thigh and shook, watching as the vibration rippled through the rest of her thigh and her ass.

As much as I wanted to close my eyes and lose myself in the moment, I couldn't pry my eyes away. I dropped my hand from her hair and gripped a handful of her ass. Despite its perkiness, it was completely soft. As I shook her ass and thighs simultaneously, her whole body jiggled. Even her tits shook wildly in their confines. I could see her begin to squirm with lust and she drew her lips from mine, begging in a whisper for me to make her cum.

Wordlessly, I pulled myself from her, and she was left in a confused silence. Once I started the car, I turned to her. "You might want to put the seat back for this," I warned. I steered out of the parking lot with my left hand, while my right entered the dampness of her panties and plunged into her.

"You know, I love a girl with an appetite." I chose my words carefully, though I doubted she could hear much in her fog of mindless lust. "I like spoiling you, Alyssa. It's nice to see you enjoy yourself. You work so hard; you need to let loose sometimes baby." As I worked my fingers inside her, I heard her gasp. She mumbled something incoherent. It didn't matter.

"I had so much fun at breakfast babe. I thought you earned a little reward. This isn't so bad, is it?"
"No... no... faster... please," she finally found her voice, although it wasn't more than a breathy whisper.
"So you wouldn't mind doing this again baby?"
"Please..."
"We can make this a regular thing if you'd like," I said as my fingers thrashed inside her, desperate to make her cum.
"YES! YES! YES!"
And with that, I felt her warmth burst forth and over my hand, dripping between her thighs. I'd have to clean my car seat, I reckoned.
"Feeling better honey?" She nodded in response, her eyelids weighed down by exhaustion.
"Good," I said, "now it's time for your real dessert."

Luckily, my mother was still asleep by the time I brought Alyssa to my house. She stumbled clumsily to the bathroom to clean up, giving me plenty of time to prepare her a proper dessert. I was decently muscular and pretty lean, but I had been trying to bulk up recently. As a result, I had jars and jars of weight gain powder stowed away in the basement. Nothing could be more perfect.

Peanut butter, heavy cream, chocolate, and plenty of powder all went into the blender. All unbeknownst to Alyssa as she cleaned herself up in another room. When she finally emerged, I offered her a tall glass of my concoction. "This is what I drink every morning," I offered as convincingly as I could, "it's an old family recipe. It always puts a pep in my step. When I wake up, before I work out, it's almost magic." My smile was soft and encouraging, but god, I was grinning like a maniac on the inside.

"Thank you," Alyssa mumbled, still groggy from the whole ordeal. "Oh. Holy fuck babe. This is divine!" I swear she would've sprung out of her seat if her belly wasn't still weighing her down. My smile widened. "I know, right? Feels great, doesn't it?"
"You need to tell me how to make these!"
"Ancient family secret," I winked, "but I'll be more than happy to be your supplier."
"It sounds so dirty when you say it like that," she giggled.
"I guess I'm just filthy then."
My smile was almost bisecting my face. She had no idea what I had in store for her.

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Hopefully you're all liking this so far; this is my first attempt at actually writing stuff like this. It'll take a bit to get to the titular Boss's Daughter, but we have three other girls who need plenty of love too. So I hope you enjoy the ride! Please comment and critique if you can. Thank you all