Page 108 of Dear Grumpy Boss

I took her face in my hands, my forehead against hers. “Does my baby want a birthday fuck?”

She nodded. “Please.”

We pushed my pants down together, and within seconds, I was gliding into her soaked pussy. She leaned back on her hands, offering a view of her rounded curves that drove me out of my mind.

I shook my head. “This is going to be fast.”

“Because you want me so?”

Pushing into her until our pelvises were flush, I ground against her swollen lips, rotating my cock inside her. Her head fell back, and she let out a long, ragged sigh.

“I don’t want to tell you how badly I want you. It would scare you.”

Instead of answering, she hooked her hand behind my neck and brought my mouth to hers. We kissed, breathing each other in as my movements picked up speed. She held on to my neck, nipping at my lips, and I kneaded her tits, her stomach, her hips. My hand roamed, needy for more of her, while my cock powered into her again and again.

I wanted to hang on. God, did I want to last. But I was so fucking desperate for her.

In the back of my mind, I knew why, but I shoved the reason aside and focused on my beautiful girl. Focusing on Elise was all I could do, and it was my downfall.

Her parted lips.

Breathy sighs.

Thick thighs squeezing my hips.

Bouncing tits each time we collided.

Sinking into her soft flesh.

I told her she undid me, and I couldn’t think of anything that had been more true. My control, my thoughts, my convictions, they all unraveled around her until I was living and breathing for the sole purpose of belonging to her.

One last thrust, then I held myself deep inside her, spilling everything in me. Her lips hovered over mine as I grunted and panted, then she sat up the rest of the way, holding me in her arms.

“Everything’s right,” I said.

“It is.”

It wasn’t until we were back in bed together, Elise drifting off to sleep, that I let the worries about tonight creep into my head.

Her party. We’d be seeing Elliot. Pretending we weren’t together, right in front of him. I was uneasy about lying to him. But Elise wasn’t ready to tell him, and her birthday party wasn’t the place.

One more week, it would be out in the open.

We just had to get through tonight.

Chapter Twenty-six

Weston

Thenightwasclear.

The air was warm.

Decorations were over the top.

Elise was happy.

My brother was trashed.

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