Page 101 of Falling for the Boss's Son

Cassie was expecting him to pounce on her as soon as the door closed, but instead, he took her purse, tossed it onto the couch, then led her toward his bedroom.

He didn’t bother to turn on any lights once they were in his room and for some reason, that only added to the anticipation. “We’re going to push your limits tonight.”

A jolt of fear hit her belly, but it was short-lived. Jesse pulled her against him, covering her mouth with his. His tongue forced its way between her parted lips, leaving no doubt as to who was in charge of the kiss.

She clung to him, her fingers digging into his biceps as she lifted her toes to get closer.

Jesse was having none of it, though. He kept his hands firmly on her hips, holding her where he wanted her. It was both frustrating and exciting at the same time.

He backed her up against the wall before reaching for her hands. She was expecting him to lift them over her head as he had before, but instead, he brought them down to her side, then pushed them behind her back.

The next thing she knew, she was facing the wall, her breasts flat against the vertical surface and her forearms tucked against her lower back. “What?—”

“Shhh. No talking unless you’re using your safeword. Nod if you understand.”

She hesitated, then nodded. What did he mean he was going to push her boundaries?

Cassie didn’t speak the words out loud, though.

“Don’t move.” He released her wrist, leaving her standing against the wall.

She held her breath and waited for what came next. Her mind raced through the possibilities. Was he going to take her from behind? But if that was it, then where had he gone?

Jesse didn’t make her wait too long. He was back in a matter of seconds. “I’m going to bind your wrists.” That was the only warning she got before she felt his fingers curling around her wrists and wrapping them with what felt like silk.

Her reaction was automatic. She tugged at the restraints, unease pooling in the pit of her stomach.

“Breathe. You’re doing fine, baby.”

She did what he said, trying to calm her nerves. He wouldn’t hurt her. She knew that. Everything he’d done to her had given her more pleasure than she’d ever thought possible.

For that reason, she was forcing herself to keep quiet. She could do this. A part of her wanted to do this if for no other reason than to prove she could. Other women did kinky things with their men. Why couldn’t she?

Jesse pressed his chest against her back, flattening her against the wall again. His warm breath caressed her ear. She expected him to say something, give her instructions, but he didn’t.

For the longest time, he stayed there, locked against her, their bodies pressed together. Cassie began to relax, her muscles softening to the familiar feel of being surrounded by his scent, his heat.

“Good girl.” His whispered praise sent a shiver of pleasure through her.

Jesse skimmed his hands down her sides, over her hips, and around her ass until he reached the zipper at the back. He pulled the tab, and the fabric began to pull away from her body. It slid down her legs, landing at her feet.

She was wearing knee-high stockings and a pair of panties, as per his instructions. They weren’t anything fancy, really, but she did like the way the satin felt against her skin.

He traced a finger along the edge of her underwear starting at her hip and moved downward. She opened her legs to give him better access and she could almost see him smile.

The tips of his fingers played with her wet folds as they spread her moisture around. She lifted her hips, trying to get him to touch her clit, but he was having none of it.

“Patience. I promise it’ll be worth it.”

Cassie bit her lower lip, trying to keep herself in check. The more he touched her, the more frustrated she became.

Right when she thought she wouldn’t be able to take it anymore, he grazed his thumb over her clit. She felt a zing go through her and her knees nearly buckled with the sensation.

Jesse’s chest vibrated against her back. “So sensitive. I’ll have to remember that.”

Before she could decide if that was a good thing or not, he used her bound wrists to rip her away from the wall and turn her toward the bed. She was barely able to resister what was happening before he pushed her down onto the bed.

He took hold of both sides of her panties and shimmied them down her legs. Cool air brushed against her pussy as he repositioned her so her knees were on the mattress and her ass was in the air.

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