Page 50 of Her Boss

He pursed his lips. “I never do anything for nothing.”

“So, there is something in it for you in helping Keenan and Ford?”

“This is getting suspiciously close to an interrogation.” There was a warning note in his tone. “And I don’t like it.”

I was definitely taking a risk. But still, I couldn’t help myself. “I don’t give a shit if you like it. You seem to have this idea that you need to be, I don’t know, big bad underworld guy. And yet, you’re not.”

“Is that right?” His voice was so low it was more vibration through my viscera than actual audible sound.

“Yes. You’re more than that. And you want to hide it.”

“I don’t think you know the first fucking thing about me.”

“But—”

He held up his hand, a glint in his eye. “Keep that smart mouth shut. I’m talking and you’re listening.”

I swallowed hard, my tongue suddenly sticking to the roof of my very dry mouth.

You pushed him too far, you idiot!

“Get on your knees,” he said, his voice a gravelly rumble.

I wanted to obey him, but inside I felt like we were just starting to get somewhere really interesting.

“Rick, don’t you think we should talk about today?”

He stepped closer, his towering frame dwarfing me. He grasped my chin harshly, forcing me to look him in the eye. “I said, get on your knees.”

Resigned to losing that particular battle, I slowly knelt before him, my heart beginning to gallop.

“Now,” he said, voice tense. “You’re going to do something for me.”

Uh oh.

“What?”

“You’re going to put my cock in your mouth. Then we’re going to talk.”

Of all the things I’d expected him to say, that was definitely not one of them.

The imagery that sparked in my mind at the command had me almost whimpering with arousal.

Since when does degradation make you wet?

I chalked it up to the town, the entire place soaked in sex and sensual tension, promise, and mystery. “O-oh, okay.”

His fingers worked at the zipper of his slacks, and in moments, his cock—half erect and already huge—was out, waving inches from my face. The fragrant moan-inducing musk of his scent had my womb clenching, and I was practically drooling already.

I looked up at him, waiting. The fire in his eyes had my nipples drawing tight, my clit tingling.

He tapped my cheek with his now fully erect penis. “In it goes, slut.”

I opened my lips and took him inside, moaning at the delicious taste of him. I hadn’t had a huge amount of experience before him with oral, but I did generally like the taste and scent of a man’s cock. Rick’s cock though… I was beginning to worry I was growing obsessed with it.

As I began to suck on it, his hands clamped my face, holding me tight. “No. Just hold it there.”

I tried to pull back to ask him why—but he kept me exactly where I was.

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