Page 52 of Foreplay with the Boss

He lost them in a hurry.

I reached behind me and undid my bra. Then I flung it aside, turned, and sashayed into his bedroom. He caught me around the middle just before I reached his bed, grinding his hard length against my ass. I spun in his arms, and his mouth crashed onto mine. Our tongues battled it out for control as Jameson ran his hands over me.

I pulled back and Jameson let out a grunt. Batting my eyes and doing my best ditzy impression, I twisted a strand of hair around my finger. “Do you have any instructions for me tonight, Mr. Stone?”

He swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. “I want you on your knees.”

I dropped down, and his mouth fell open. I blinked up at him as I ran my hands up his muscular thighs. He was hard and ready, and I sucked him into my mouth.

“Fuck, Kat.” He threaded his fingers through my hair as I licked and sucked. I swirled my tongue around the tip, and he arched his hips. I meant to tease him, the way he’d teased me, but the noises he made and the tingly prickles across my scalp from the hair pulling spurred me on.

Using his grip on my hair, he tilted my head back, his cock slipping out of my mouth. “I need to be inside you,” he said, pulling me to my feet. “Now.”

He rolled on a condom and locked eyes with me. “Your turn for instructions. Let’s see if I can’t tame that inner nympho.”

“You asked for it.” I shoved him back, onto the bed, and then I crawled over him, dragging my body up his.

He groaned and gripped my waist, his erection rocking against my core. I lifted myself up a few inches, positioning myself right over him. Then I slid down, moaning at the way he stretched and filled me so perfectly.

I rolled my hips, needing more friction—needing more everything.

Jameson propped himself on his elbows. “That’s it, baby. Ride me as hard as you want.”

I bounced harder, and Jameson met me thrust for bounce, hitting my G-spot again and again. He reached up and pinched one of my nipples, and I felt the tug all the way from there to where we were connected. The flame there ignited, growing, spreading…

Until it finally consumed me.

CHAPTER 30

Kat

I would never get sick of watching Kat come apart. I gripped her hips and thrust into her, drawing out her orgasm as long as I could.

Then I rolled her underneath me. I kissed her lips, inhaling her gasp. She was so tight and slick and perfect. The entire day had been perfect, and I didn’t want it to end.

I’d held my tight grip on my control as long as I could, and when Kat arched her hips and said my name, I lost it. My orgasm ripped through me, laying waste to every other thought, and I pumped into her until I didn’t have another drop.

I lowered myself onto the bed next to her, my breaths still sawing in and out of my mouth. Kat rolled to her side so she faced me, and I dragged my thumb over her kiss-swollen bottom lip. “Have I told you how incredibly beautiful and sexy you are?”

A smile spread across her face, making her that much more beautiful. “Thank you. You’re quite nice to look at yourself. And the sex…I mean, damn.” She nestled closer, her head on my shoulder, and I trailed my fingertips over her soft skin.

The day caught up with me and my eyelids started to lose the fight to stay open. Kat shifted away, and I reached for her and pulled her back to me. “Where going?” Words weren’t exactly working for me right now.

I sighed as Kat ran her hand down the side of my face. “You’re tired, and I am, too, so I figured it was time to gather my stuff and go.”

I cracked my eyes open. “I drove us here. How exactly are you planning to get home?”

“I can just call a cab or an Uber. It’s not a big deal.”

I didn’t like that idea, but more than that, I didn’t want her to go at all. “Wait,” I said, now that thoughts were connecting better and I realized how late it was. “Who knows what kind of sketchy drivers are out this time of night.”

“You live in a nice neighborhood, and I’ve called for rides plenty of times before, even later than this. I’ll be fine.”

I shot up, shaking away the haze of sleep. “You’re not riding home with some stranger at this time of night—not on my watch.” I picked up her hand and laced her fingers with mine. “Just stay.”

She bit her lip, and I wondered why she was hesitating, and trying not to be offended that she was. “Are you asking because it’d be inconvenient to have to take me home, or because you want me here?”

“Because I want you here.” I didn’t have to think twice about that, even though I knew I didn’t deserve it. The train coming to crash into us was in the distance but headed our way, so I just wanted to enjoy the time we had before it wrecked into us and left a mess.

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