Sleeping With the Boss(9)

“No, you’re taking it out of hand.” She poked his chest, her temper rising at what he’d insinuated. “I was dancing with my friends after work. You were being particularly picky that day, and nothing that I did was good enough. I went out with my friends. I didn’t cause any problems, and yet you’re acting as if I was humping every man on stage.”

He caught her hand pulling her close to his chest. “Every man was drooling over your ass. You were causing a scene.”

“No one was doing anything. I’m single, and if I want to grab the attention of all the men there, then I bloody well will.” She fumed at him. His anger was clear on his face.

“No, you won’t.”

They were so close, their anger making them breathe heavily.

“Yes, I can. You can’t stop me. You’re my boss. Nothing else. If I want men checking out my ass then I’ll let them.” She pushed at his chest to try to pull away. He wouldn’t let her move. His grip tightened around her stopping her from moving.

“If you’re so desperate for male attention, you can have mine.” Before Heather had time to process what was happening, his lips slammed down on hers.





Chapter Four





Julian didn’t know what he was doing. One minute they were fighting, and then in the next he needed to know what she tasted like. His control slipped at the thought of other men touching her. She was his. He’d never felt so out of control over a woman before in his life. Her fists tightened in the length of his jacket as he caught a handful of her hair and pulled her head back. She gasped, giving him the perfect opportunity to claim her as his. He plunged into her mouth, tasting the coffee and the cinnamon bagel he’d seen her eating at lunch.

He wanted more from her. Releasing her hand he wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her in closer. Her curves were soft against his hardness, the roundness of her tummy rubbing against his semi-hard cock. He wanted her. There was no denying his need for her. Julian turned pushing her back against his desk. He wasn’t thinking. All he could do was react. Heather had gotten under his skin. He needed to claim every inch of her and wipe the thought of other men from her mind.

Lifting her onto his desk, he spread her legs wide to make room for him. He pushed the skirt up her thighs revealing her pale flesh. Gripping her thighs he felt the weight of them. She was bigger than the women he usually liked. However, he couldn’t seem to control himself around her. What had changed from Friday to Monday?

You’re single, and you’ve always wanted Heather. You just liked having her around you more.

He shut off the thought and pushed it to the back of his mind.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” she said but made no move to fight him as he began to unbutton her blouse.

“Shut up.” He captured her lips once again to stop her from thinking. She whimpered then sank her fingers into his hair. Pushing the fabric of her blouse out of the way, he broke the kiss to look at her tits.

Her lace bra covered her. He saw the red tips of her hard nipples. Julian unbuttoned the clasp of her bra pushing each side out of the way.

Her heavy breasts popped out. He cupped one in his hand feeling the weight and teasing the bud with his thumb. She let out a cry of pleasure. Her nipples were sensitive at the lightest of his touches.

Julian kissed along her jaw until he went down to capture one red nipple between his teeth. She gasped. The sound was heaven to his ears.

Heather pulled his head away then tore at his pants. She was all thumbs and uncoordinated. He pushed her hands out of the way. In seconds his belt was undone and his pants down to his knees. He pushed her skirt to her waist appreciating the small piece of fabric that covered her cunt from his view, then tore the final obstruction from her body.

From the light shining through his office window he saw she was wet and ready. Taking hold of his cock he placed himself at her entrance then sank inside her, slowly. Her tight pussy gripped him. Her feminine scent surrounded him as he plunged all the way in then pulled out. His cock was covered with her cum.

The sounds escaping from her moved him forward. He grabbed her hips and slammed inside her. Several items on his desk were thrown to the floor in his desire to feel her wrapped around him. Julian pulled her to the edge of his desk. His hands were on her hips as he fucked her hard and fast. She held onto the edge, her tits bouncing with every thrust.

“Play with yourself. I want to feel you come,” he said. His climax was so close, and he didn’t want to lose control before she did. Her fingers stroked her clit. Julian watched as he slowed the tempo down. “Let me taste you.”

She pressed the tips of her fingers to his lips. He sucked her fingers inside his mouth. Her taste glided along his tongue. She was sweet and musky.