“Promise…” She holds up a hand and I stop, curious to know what she’ll ask. “Promise you won’t fire me for this.”
“Fire you?” I snort. Is that what she’s afraid of?
“Tomorrow…or when you get tired of me, I promise I won’t cause trouble, but…”
She’s killing me. “I am not firing you for giving you an orgasm.” I wrap an arm around her middle, pulling her into my body. “You and Emma are staying here.”
I feel her exhale, her relaxed muscles molding to my body. This is how she should always feel. Pliant like this. I hook one hand behind one of her knees, and wrap her calf around my waist, opening her to me, as I settle my cock against her heat.
She moans, tipping her shoulders back to press her hips closer.
I run a hand over her ass, squeezing, before I keep going, and dip my fingers between her legs.
She’s already soaked, I can feel it through her leggings.
Grabbing her chin with my other hand, I crash my mouth down on hers, my tongue thrusting between her lips.
I meant to go slower, woo her, but she’s making these little noises in my mouth, her hips chasing my touch, that are driving me wild and making it hard to hold back.
So instead, I take my hand away long enough to shove it down the back of her leggings, my palm skating over her skin.
She whimpers out some protest until my finger slides through her soaking-wet folds and then we both groan in satisfaction.
And when I hit her clit…
She gasps, her nails digging into my neck.
I’ve got to get her clothes off now. Because I want to see all of her, and then I’m going to watch as she cums all over my face.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Gigi
I’msuch a sucker for a bad choice.
I tried to resist, I really did, but he barely touched me and it was like my whole body caught fire.
I try to justify, he’s my boss, he very clearly wants this. Not sleeping with him had the potential to be just as dangerous.
But I’m qualifying my choice.
“Strip,” he rumbles against my lips before he pulls his hand away, stepping back.
I cry out, not because I’m shocked or embarrassed but because I want him to keep touching me.
The smile that curves his lips is wicked as he grabs the hem of my T-shirt and pulls the cotton garment over my head. It lands on the floor, even as he unsnaps my bra with one hand, tugging the strap down my arm with his other.
“They’re as fantastic as I thought they’d be,” he rumbles before he grabs me by the ass and pulls me against him again. His head dips down and he sucks one of my nipples into his mouth.
I arch my back, giving him more access, as sensation rocks through me. I’ve never been lit like this, every touch careening me closer to some fantastic finish.
He pulls away long enough to tug his button-down shirt open, buttons scattering across the floor.
His T-shirt is next, tugged over his head, he whips it away. It doesn’t stop until it hits the wall and then lands on the floor.
I can only stare as his rippling muscles come into view. “When do you have time to work out?”
He only smiles as he hooks his fingers in my leggings, and yanks them down, catching my underwear with them.
