Page 38 of At the Boss's Mercy


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She stayed at Roman’s side.This was quite a different experience from the last time they were here.The lighting was dark and sensual, with heavy music in the air, and the moment they entered, she felt the sexual energy with barely moving.It was everywhere, and no matter where they turned, there were men and women in different stages of undress.They were completely surrounded with sex.She felt it to her core.

Roman banded an arm around her waist and pulled her in close, so she felt the hard ridge of his cock to her back.

They made their way toward the bar, and Roman took charge as he ordered them both an orange juice.She didn’t want to drink.

Together, they turned to see the scene unfold before them.There was a small dance floor, with multiple couples entwined together.She couldn’t bring herself to look away, not even as another man for each couple entered the equation, and it looked like they were stealing the woman.What little clothes they had on disappeared under the command of the other man.It was a dominance play, and all the women and men looked totally taken by it.No one else was in the room for them, but Abigail was not interested in a second man, nor a second woman joining them.

As they moved through the party, there was something that just didn’t feel right to Abigail.

She did feel the hard ridge of Roman’s cock, but it was not getting any bigger, and she wasn’t enjoying the sights before her, unlike the first time.She’d come to notice there were multiple couples that had a third with them.She didn’t know if this was a special night of thirds, or fourths, or what it was.She felt tense, because she wasn’t enjoying what she saw.

She felt him lean down and his lips brushed across her ear.“You know, I have another surprise for you, if you’d like to get out of here.”

“Let’s go.”

He chuckled, and it had to have been the shortest visit to a sex club in history.She had no interest in having more than one man with her.They didn’t even finish their drinks before they made their way out into the night.Carl was already waiting for them.She didn’t know how Roman did it, as his driver was always in the right place at exactly the right time.

Angel was curled up on the seat, and Carl let them know she’d been an absolute star.He’d given her a few treats before he got the call to come and pick them up.

Rather than go to her apartment, Roman told Carl to take them back to his place.The drive was a little longer as the city was quite busy, enjoying Halloween night.There was a full-scale event, complete with dress-up competitions, karaoke, and a lot more fun to be had for adults and children.There was no way Abigail was getting out of the car dressed the way she was.

She pressed her face against Angel’s neck, and the dog nuzzled against her.Roman reached out, but he didn’t stroke Angel, he gripped the back of her neck and stroked his fingers across the back.She couldn’t help but close her eyes as the sensations washed over her.She loved when he touched her like this.She felt the answering pull deep between her thighs.Taking a deep breath, she tried to focus on anything else, but nothing was coming.

The tension had started to build between them, hotter and more fiery than anything they felt at the club.This was on a deeper level.

Carl finally arrived at their building, and Roman picked Angel up in his arms.She’d already gotten a walk in before Carl came to pick them up.

Roman reached out a hand for her, and she slid hers inside his as they made their way out.They wished Carl a good night and a Happy Halloween.Roman also let him know he was done for the night.

Stepping into the elevator, she tried not to look at Roman, but it was impossible.He bent down and placed Angel on the floor, but then grabbed her arms, pressing them above her head as he took possession of her lips.Roman ravished her mouth, and all she could do was succumb to the onslaught of his lips and it felt so good, she didn’t want him to stop.

He pushed both of her hands together, pinning them above her head, and his other ran down her body, grazing over her chest, across the corset.His hand moved between her thighs.He didn’t lift her skirt to touch her, just stroked her pussy, and she felt the roughness of the fabric against her core.It scratched, but she couldn’t help admit that it felt good.

The elevator dinged, and Roman let her go, took her hand, scooped Angel up in his arms, and by the time the doors were open, he looked so relaxed that it took her a moment to realize what was happening.

They were already at his door, and he slid his card inside.She watched the light turn green, but he needed to type in his code.She didn’t know what to do or say as they stepped inside.

He kissed Angel’s neck, and then let her go.Their dog trotted off to go and curl up in her bed.

Then he turned his full attention to her, and Abigail knew she was in for a very good night.

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The club had been boring.

Roman had no interest in sharing his woman with another man or woman.He didn’t want anyone else.He was a one-woman man, and there was no way he was going to be able to stand another man touching her.

Bending down, he pressed his shoulder into Abigail’s stomach and lifted her up.She let out a gasp, and seeing as her ass was right next to his face, he couldn’t help but run his hand across her impressive ass.He’d get the clothes off her, and then that ass was going to belong to him.

Walking her into the bedroom, he dropped her onto the bed and cupped her face, kissing those full, fuckable lips.He bit down, not too hard, on her bottom lip, hearing her moan.

Stepping back, he removed his jacket, followed by his shirt.He kept his pants on for now, and then reached for Abigail and tugged her into his arms.He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her.Roman didn’t linger too long on her lips, as he broke the kiss and started to trail his lips down her neck.At the same time, he started to loosen the cord of her corset.It was easy to loosen, and the moment it gave, he stopped kissing her to remove the final part of the corset.He had no choice but to remove the skirt as well, and then Abigail was standing before him in nothing more than a pair of black lace panties.Sinking his fingers inside the hip, he tugged, the fabric tore, and now she was naked.

“Perfect.”

“I liked those panties,” she said.

“And now I like them even better.”He let them fall to the floor as he looked at his woman.