Page 28 of Foreplay with the Boss

“You know how I have a hard time saying things boldly when it comes to my job?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I’m also like that…in the bedroom. I want to tell the guys I sleep with what I want, but I was never able to actually force out the words. It’s like I need assertive training in the bedroom as well as the boardroom.” A lightbulb went off, the thing practically glowing over her head. Then she brought her hand to her mouth and shook her head. “No.” She tilted her head. “But maybe…No, I’m just thinking it’s a good idea because I’m a little buzzed.”

“I’m already onboard,” I said.

“I didn’t even tell you my idea yet.”

I wrapped my hand around her thigh. “I train you to be as assertive in the bedroom as in the boardroom. Hell yeah, I’m onboard, and I say we get started right away.”

Her eyes widened. “It sounds good in theory, but in reality…” Her gaze dropped to my hand, high on her silky smooth thigh and close to breaching the barrier of her skirt. She bit her lip and squirmed in her seat. “But I’m not sure it’d translate. Sexual attraction and…being in a committed relationship are two very different things.”

“I’m not debating that.” I lowered my lips to the shell of her ear. “But I promise you that our chemistry would transfer to the bedroom. I wouldn’t let you leave until you were very, very satisfied.” I inched my hand higher. “Besides, this is more than sexual attraction. This is sexual obsession. I can’t stop thinking about you naked and underneath me.”

The tiniest whimper escaped her lips as I slid my hand under the fabric of her skirt, my pinky brushing the spot where her inner thigh met the edge of her blessedly tiny panties. “Are you thinking about it now? Should I tell you all the ways I’ve imagined taking you?”

Kat flattened her palms on the table like she needed the support, and I could tell she was working to keep her face from showing how turned on she was. Well, there were other ways of checking. I cupped her pussy over her panties and ran two fingers up her center.

“You’re soaking wet, gorgeous,” I whispered before nipping at her ear. “You want passion…?” I ran my fingers over her again, more turned-on than I’d ever been, and sure she was about to try to talk sense into me.

Instead, she spread her legs a little farther apart.

“That’s it…Tell me what you want. Tell me how you like to be touched.”

“I…” Her eyes met mine, and I arched an eyebrow.

“It looks like we’re going to have to come up with a point system. You tell me, and you get rewarded.” I slipped a finger into her panties and gave her swollen, wet flesh a swipe, biting back a groan.

I wanted to slide that finger inside her and pump until she came around me. My blood turned to liquid fire, and my dick strained against my zipper.

Focus…

She needs to learn to say what she wants, and I intend to teach her how to.

I withdrew my finger and she shuddered, gripping the edge of the table until her knuckles went white. “No more half sentences, or else.”

“Or else I get punished?” she asked as she batted her eyes, her voice petulant.

Fuck me, this was going to be fun. I gave her my sternest look and nodded.

She squirmed in her seat, rubbing her knees together, and pride flooded me. She was dying for the release, and I couldn’t wait to reward and punish her some more. “But…here? I’m not sure if I could…”

Right. We were in semi-public. Showed how far gone I was that I’d give her an orgasm right here and then have no qualms about taking her over the table. “We could be at my place in ten.”

“Make it seven and we’ve got a deal.”

CHAPTER 16

Kat

Jameson drove like he was in a NASCAR race, one hand on the steering wheel and one hand on me. His fingers teased and stroked, keeping me in a constant haze.

If I let common sense in I might change my mind, so I’d rather he use his long fingers to keep it far, far away.

“Favorite position?” Jameson asked, his finger pausing an inch shy of where I wanted it.

“I…”

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