Brazen Bossman: A Hero Club Novel, стр. 30
My body instinctually moves, hips rising and pressing up against her, and I’m rewarded with a soft moan vibrating from her lips against mine.
“I could come just like this,” she whispers.
“No,” I say and she stops and pulls away.
“I’m not above begging when necessary.” She grinds down on me and I have to squeeze her hips to have even an ounce of self-control.
“Next time you come, I want to be balls deep inside of you.” I lean forward and bite her nipple through her dress.
“Oh God.” She drops her head back. “Do that again.”
I happily oblige, extracting another moan from her body.
“No more of this sneaking in the office for what we can get. No more sidestepping each other and what we want. Come home with me tonight. I want to take my time with you.”
She slides her hands into my hair and tugs, pulling hard at the root as she grinds her pussy down onto me once again.
“Say yes,” I whisper against the shell of her ear.
“Okay.” She kisses my lips then sits back so I can see her face. “But I have some rules.”
“I love rules.” I grin. “Name them.”
“This stays between us, for now. It’s a casual thing, so there is no reason for anyone to know. And you have to wear a condom. It’s too personal to go without one.”
“I don’t make it a habit of telling people who I am actively fucking, so you don’t have to worry about that, and as for the condoms, I’ve never not used them, so that’s not a problem either.”
“Good.” I can feel her body relax.
“And now, I have a few rules of my own.”
“I’m listening.”
“Leave your inhibitions at the door and come to me with complete trust.”
“I wouldn’t even consider this if I didn’t trust you. And I have another thing to ask. I would like to go home first. I want to get ready a bit, and I need to run by my family’s restaurant to make sure they are okay for the night.”
“Of course. I’ll be waiting for you, and there’s no rush. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Okay.” She releases a heavy breath and I capture her jaw in my hand.
“No nerves. This is supposed to be fun and for us, right? You have nothing to be nervous about.”
“I just made plans to meet my boss at his house later, so we can fuck each other into oblivion, because it’s all we’ve thought about for months. Of course, I’m nervous.”
At that, I can’t help but laugh.
Piper
The amount of time I spent getting ready for this evening is actually kind of embarrassing. I can’t remember the last time I put this much time or effort into a booty call.
Normally, I just make sure I’m clean and smell nice, but I took my ass home and shaved, plucked, polished, painted, and scrubbed to absolute perfection. I refuse to let that man find a flaw on me, even though something tells me he wouldn’t care.
I checked in with my mom to make sure she was all right at Kingston’s tonight, and obviously she was. She’s just excited I have somewhere to go. She pushed for details, but I didn’t fess up.
Now I’m in the back seat of an Audi SUV he sent for me, riding through the busy city traffic, on my way to fuck my boss.
I feel like I’m living one of the smut novels I love so much. The one with the fairy tale whirlwind of the average girl landing the hot, billionaire and having wild, kinky sex. Only this is my reality. I’m going to have potentially kinky sex, and it could be very kinky, with a very hot, very well-off man, who also signs my paychecks.
Oh my God. What the fuck am I doing? Am I crazy? Maybe if I open the door now that we’ve slowed down, I can tuck and roll without much injury.
My phone vibrates in my hands, startling me and the butterflies flapping around in my stomach just a bit.
Asshole: The code to the door is 8541 and the code to the elevator is 94528
Me: Codes, huh? It’s like you’re James Bond.
Asshole: Oh, baby, you have no idea. I can’t wait to learn all about your Octopussy.
I actually laugh out loud and immediately cover my mouth at his joke when Arthur, his driver, looks back at me through the rearview mirror. I mouth, “Sorry” and he just smiles.
This is the side of Nathanial that pulls me in the most. The side of him he doesn’t show anyone. It feels like a side that is just special for me. The side that makes me change my mind about running away screaming.
Me: You just made me embarrass myself in front of Arthur. I think I snort-laughed.
Asshole: Good. That means my joke landed, and don’t worry about Arthur. He’s seen it all.
I don’t even want to think about the things he’s seen in regards to Nathanial.
Me: I think we are here. We are pulling into an underground garage.
Asshole: I’ll see you soon, Ms. Kingston
If I was nervous before, I’m practically anxiety ridden now. I’m quaking from the top of my head to the tips of my toes, which is ridiculous. The last thing I ever am when a man is involved is nervous. I grew up with two brothers, so I know how to handle men. They are simple creatures with simple minds, mostly, and usually they just want to see your boobs, drink some beer, get their rocks off, and go to sleep.
But I know, without a shadow of a doubt, Nathanial is not like other men. Not even close.
If my time on his desk is any indication, tonight is going to twist me up, wring me out, and do it all over again.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
***
The elevator door slides shut and sends me