“Want to bet?”
“You have bills, correct?”
“At this point, I’d risk being homeless for a while.”
“All because stress relief?”
“Thelackof stress relief.” I rolled my eyes and took out my tablet. I tapped the screen. “We can get your morning back on track with two tweaks. I’ll push your customer service meeting and your advisory call up by twenty minutes, and I’ll sit in on the marketing department’s proposal for the new latte campaign. Fair?”
He didn’t answer me.
He took the tablet from my hands and set it aside. Then he grabbed me and pulled me across the seat until I was in his lap.
I froze there for half a second—straddling him, breath shallow, aware of how easily he’d moved me.
His eyes dragged slowly over my face. Not rushed. Not playful. Intent.
“Am I one of the reasons why you’re stressed out?” he asked, voice low.
“You’re theonlyreason…”
“I doubt that…” His hand slid up my back, slower this time.
His touch sent all my nerves running wild, and without saying a word, he pressed his mouth against mine.
His kiss consumed me fast and deep, and for a second I forgot where we were.
The car. The driver. The morning.
My breathing slowed as his fingers found the first button of my blouse.
Tearing away from my mouth, he kissed a trail against my neck, down to my chest. He slipped his hand into my bra and sucked my nipple into his mouth.
“Ahhh…” I gripped his hair while he twirled his tongue over my skin. He took his time sucking, biting, and savoring while his cock stiffened beneath me.
Heat pooled between my thighs, and he slid his hand beneath my skirt like he already knew.
He pushed my panties aside and pressed his fingers between my thighs.
When he slid inside me, I bit his lip to keep from crying out.
His thrusts were long and punishing, and I shifted my hips to give him full control.
He whispered something against my mouth—something I strained to understand between his kiss and his strokes.
My clit throbbed against his touch, and my knees weakened as he controlled my body with nothing more than his fingers. As he pushed me closer and closer to the edges, staring into my eyes and daring me to let go.
I couldn’t hold back if I tried, and before I knew it, I was screaming into his chest as I came on his hand.
He rubbed my back while my body slowly settled, and I tried not to think too hard.
I just let my boss finger fuck me in the backseat...
“Feel better?” he whispered against my ear.
“Yes….”
“Good.” He gently pushed me back, making me look at him. “You’re welcome.”
