Page 33 of Foreplay with the Boss

“Okay, time for you to take over and tell me what you want.” He nipped at my ear. “For a little while, anyway, and then it’ll be my turn to take control.”

“Just keep touching me,” I said. “Don’t stop, whatever you do.”

I rolled my hips with the circling of his fingers.

“You want me to take you inside? Or are you a dirty girl who wants me to finish you off here in the garage?”

“I like it dirty. Here. Now. Just…” My breaths came faster and faster, and I might be embarrassed of the way I reached down to hold his hand in place as I rocked against it if it didn’t feel so amazing. “Yes, yes, yes.”

I shattered against him and he wrapped his arm tighter around me, keeping me from falling when my knees turned to water. He peppered kisses over my cheek and jawline as I worked to catch my breath. Then he spun me around and slanted his mouth over mine, kissing me with reckless abandon.

“Ready for part two?” he asked, and I nodded. He nudged me toward the door of the garage, and then he scooped down and retrieved his tie. “We’re going to need this.”

CHAPTER 18

Jameson

I hardly knew where to start. Kat’s hair spilled down around her shoulders in loose waves, her lips were swollen from my kisses and her eyes were glazed over, a lazy, satisfied smile on her face.

She had too many clothes on—that was where I’d start. I pulled her close and kissed her as I reached around and undid her lacy red bra. With her breasts free, it seemed inconsiderate not to pay them a little attention. I bent down and sucked one into my mouth, and she dragged her fingernails over the top of my head, sending tingles across my scalp.

I reached over and pinched the other one, enjoying the tormented noise it pulled from her throat. Then I tugged down her skirt so that she was as naked as I was—well, save the shoes, but those fuck-me heels were staying on. As I stood, I ran my hand up her smooth leg. “Have you ever been tied up?” I asked, and she shyly shook her head.

“But I’ve always wanted to try it.”

What little blood I had left in my body headed south. “Lie back on the bed.”

She did as I instructed and I grabbed her arms and pulled them up over her head. I bound her wrists together and secured them to the headboard. I looked her over and decided she should always be naked and sprawled out beneath me.

I put on a condom and then settled myself between her thighs, another thing that should always be happening.

I pushed inside of her, growing harder at her moan. I found a good rhythm, one that made her tits bounce with every thrust. She strained against the tie and I cupped her chin and forced her gaze to mine. “Are you trying to get free?”

“No. Yes.” She wiggled again, and it brought me closer than I wanted to be to the finish line. “I want to touch you.”

Black dots encroached on my vision—she was so tight and so wet that another thread of control unraveled. “We have rules about touching.”

“We’re not at work!”

“Okay, I’ll let you free, if…” I hesitated, not wanting to take this too far if she wasn’t into it, but wanting to push the boundaries. She’d had enough boring sex in her life, and the way she responded so easily to every touch, every word, made it clear she’d been denied for way too long.

And while I’d hate to deny anyone good sex, admittedly I was glad that I got to be the one to show her how incredible it could be. “If I get to hold you down other ways.” I wrapped a hand around her neck, applying gentle pressure, and she arched her hips, meeting me as I pushed into her.

“Never mind,” she said, her voice raspier than usual. “I’m digging the delicious torture of being bound by you. Squeeze me tighter.”

Fuck, but the woman was perfect. I tightened my grip, feeling her pulse hammering away underneath my fingertips, and let a little more of my weight press her against the mattress “I’ll just…” She wrapped her legs around my waist and let out a low hum of pleasure. Her heels dug into the top of my ass, sending a biting, intoxicating jolt through me, and I pushed deeper inside her, earning a cry that she bit off early.

“Let’s hear it, gorgeous. No holding back or I’ll have to find new inventive ways to drag your cries out of you.”

With a loud moan, she arched off the bed, meeting my hips as I brought them down. I reached up and ran a hand down her bound arms, pleasure going through me at the trail of goosebumps that followed, then pressed the pad of my thumb against her lower lip.

She sucked it into her mouth, and I bucked, nearly losing it.

I felt her muscles tense, her tight channel squeezing my cock as she came with a loud, uninhibited cry. I held on for a few more thrusts, making sure to draw out every last drop of pleasure before letting go of my control.

My orgasm went on and on, ripping through me with enough force that the room spun.

As soon as the spinning stopped, I reached up and untied her wrists. I took her hands in mine, massaging the blood back into them.

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