Page 44 of My Forbidden Boss

Chapter 16

Adeline

My fingers curl and I think they might pop through the wood as David’s hot tongue laves between my cheeks.

He isn’t…he shouldn’t, but he is and, oh—

My eyes fall shut, too heavy to keep open. I need to stop this. Stop him, but then his fingers slide beneath the elastic of my thong and draw the material down my thighs to tangle around my ankles. I’m bared from the waist down and he’s right there behind me, doing things to me I never imagined I wanted until now. My legs tremble, my bones turn into wet noodles, but then he snaps, “Stay where you are.”

My muscles tighten because I’ll do anything he says if he keeps on doing that, and—

Oh god, liquid heat builds between my thighs. A gasp flies past my lips as tangled and knotted as my insides and how the hell does he know how to do that with his tongue?

“Part your legs, love,” he says, his voice all gravel and need and my feet fly apart without thought. “God, you are so responsive. So beautiful,” he says the words in a way that makes me want to believe him, but how can I?

I should be nothing to him because I will hurt him in the end. This temptation will be the end of me, but I’ll mitigate the damage as best I can.

I want to tell everyone what we’ve done. How I feel.

But I won’t.

I can’t because I’ve fallen deeper than I care to admit. I’m suspended in an ocean of poor decisions and the surface is way over my head. Too far to swim up before I lose my breath. I’m going to drown and when he rolls and presses my clit with his fingers and spears me with the tip of his tongue I don’t care. I’ll gladly fill my lungs with all the water in the world.

He called me all weekend. I held the cell as his number lit the screen. Listened to his messages because I wanted to hear his voice. Wanted a piece of him, no matter how small. How wrong.

Pathetic, but I’ll take what I can even though I hate myself for it.

My back bows as his hot breath washes over me. I round my hips, allowing him all the access he wants to me. I jerk when his tongue strokes in secret, forbidden places. His fingers card across my hips, holding me in place as he kisses right there and sucks.

There’s a flimsy door between us and the people working in his office. I cry out loud enough for them to hear. Everyone will know what we’re doing with the sounds I make. His hot and slippery tongue spears into my entrance, my entire body trembles. My legs are weak and what he’s doing to me makes it hard to stay upright, but I remember his words. I have to keep standing and, because he asked me, I will.

His fingers slide in and out of my center. I rise to my toes, trying to move away from him because the sensation is too much, but he stills me with a firm hand on my hip keeping me impaled on his fingers. “Let me tell people about us, love. There’s nothing to be worried about. I’ll take care of you. I’ll take care of everything.”

If only that was possible. My realist brain kicks into gear, a knee-jerk survival reaction.

His tone slides through me, but I can’t let it seduce me.

He’ll never take care of me because I won’t be here to be taken care of. He won’t want to after he finds out what I’ll do to him.

This would be over quickly if I relented and gave Max the USB I left in my apartment. I hid it under my pillow after the third time my sperm donor called.

I ignored Max’s calls too.

The only call I took was Maddy’s. She looked after Mom last week and will do this week. I can’t ask her to do more. I’m already here longer than I thought. Longer than I need to be.

This could be over.

After Friday and Saturday with David, I didn’t want it to be.

I’m a selfish, corruptible mess.

Tension pulls in my stomach and I can’t stop the sounds I’m making. My obscene gasps and sighs drive David harder. His mouth moves to my rosebud, kisses me there, teasing me with his tongue as he slides fingers into my slippery core and presses hard on my clit with the heel of his hand.

I jerk, mouth falling open on a soundless gasp as dark sensation flashes through me. My body goes rigid and I cry out as an orgasm rolls through me. My mind fills with haze. My body knows nothing but pleasure.

David rises, spins me around and kisses me. His tongue slides into my willing mouth. I taste myself on him. Our flavors mingle and I savor it. Tuck it into my deepest memory to pull out later. I kiss him back, knowing he needs someone better than me.

Someone he can trust. But Andrea suspects, and I have to be careful.

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