Page 48 of Boss Abroad

I roll in bed laughing, spilling tequila on myself and the sheets. “My best friend packed it and gave it to me—sealed—as a gift. I haven’t seen what’s inside of it yet.”

Liam squints his eyes at me, unconvinced.

“I swear. She wanted it to be a surprise.”

“Then let me do the honors. Hopefully, you’ll be pleasantly surprised.” He turns the suitcase my way and flips it open. “I know I was.”

It’s big, deep, and I can’t even fathom what lies within its depths. But right on top? In plain sight? A variety of vibrators. Enough to start my own shop.

There’s the classic one, the rabbit, the bullet, the clit sucking one—my current favorite. I can also see a magic wand, butt plugs… I stop counting when I spot a green monster tentacle dildo. Oh Callie, I don’t think I’m that brave.

They all lay on top of the most exquisite lingerie I’ve ever seen. I spot tags from La Perle, Kiki de Montparnasse, Bordelle, Belle-et-BonBon, Coco de Mer. I’m still admiring the lace, silk, and other fabrics I can't name, when Liam picks out a toy and an outfit.

“Put this on,” he says with a sly grin, doing a poor job of hiding his amusement.

It’s a black open bra. If it wasn’t for the tag with a picture of a model wearing it, I wouldn't know the back from the front. It’s gorgeous and exposes the breasts completely, with an underwire and a stripe of lace for support. A string of velvet runs up between the breasts, like a tie, until it meets a tight collar. A choker, really. It’s sexy as hell.

Next, he hands me matching suspenders and thigh-high stockings. “These too.”

I’m happy to obey since I’m pretty much speechless. Actually, no. It’s not only that. I love giving Liam full reign over me. For once in my life, I don’t have to be on top of everything, vigilant, on high alert. I’ve been studying and working non-stop ever since I left my parents’ house.

I can’t be sure since I’ve never taken a real one, but being with Liam sure feels like being on vacation. It’s like stepping into a private universe where just the two of us exist, and I get to let go. I know he’ll make it good for me. And then again and again. It feels so liberating to hand over the control, to surrender. In some weird way, it makes me feel more powerful.

I can’t wait to see what Liam’s going to do with that toy. This is very new to me. Vibrators have always meant solo entertainment. My one-night stands never used props, and I never had a boyfriend to explore this kind of thing with.

Liam goes to the bathroom to clean the chosen toy. He picked the rabbit vibrator, but instead of flimsy bunny ears, this one has a broad stingray on the part that stimulates the clit. Very encompassing. Very promising, too.

The stockings and garter are easy, but the bra is virtually impossible and I don’t know where to tie what to. Frustration sets in after a few unsuccessful attempts to put the damn thing on. My anatomy textbooks were less complicated than trying to decipher these instructions.

Victory is mine—eventually—and I fasten the last hook just as Liam turns off the tap. I check myself in the mirror, suck my tummy in and thank the universe I chose black pumps today. I got to hand it to Callie. She has a great sense of fashion. And kink. This is beautiful and I’m feeling hoooot.

“Fucking gorgeous.” Liam’s voice licks my skin, and I close my eyes to savor it. When I turn around, I forget to breathe out as I watch him take me in. His dick hardens before my eyes. He drops the lube and vibrator on the bed and stalks his way to me. I stand on my toes expecting a kiss, but he turns me towards the mirror again. Liam watches our reflection, his hands massaging my tits and pulling on my nipples. I moan and try to rub my ass on his hardness.

“Open your eyes, gorgeous”

I didn’t even realize I had closed them.

“Such a good girl, doing exactly what the boss asks.”

“Liam…”

He takes advantage of all the lingerie leaves exposed, framed for his view and access.

One hand stays on my nipple, rolling it between his thumb and index finger. The other slides down my stomach, caressing my skin until he gets to my clit. His middle finger rubs it up and down and my legs tremble a little. I open them wider for him.

“That’s my good girl.”

I rock my hips on his finger and my eyes roll inside my head. Who knew I was a sucker for praise? Or maybe I’m just a sucker for Liam.

“Na-na-na.” The same finger that was rubbing me pats my clit and I whimper. “Open those eyes for me. Look at how perfect you are.” He slides the single digit inside me, covering himself in my arousal, before easing out and holding it up so we can see its glistening reflection in the mirror. “See how ready and greedy you are to be fucked again?”

Being the good girl that I am, I stare right at it, then at him. “Give it to me.”

He’s smiling as he offers me his finger and I lick it, moaning at the taste of my arousal. I suck it clean, releasing it with a popping sound.

“Now come taste me, boss.”

“Fuck, you’ll be the end of me,” are his last words before he grabs my chin forcefully and kisses me as hard.

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