Page 149 of Filthy Lovin Heroes

Inside the elevator his hands did more than just hold mine. Alone, he pinned me to the steel wall of the box, and the entire ride up I found out just how hungry a wolf can really get. His lips seared a scorching path up my back. One tug and tiny white buttons pinged off the marble flooring.

“Grayson,” I gasped.

Warm hands wrapped around the ample weight of my breasts, and suddenly I was fully exposed to whatever he wanted to do with my hard nipples. My matching bra tugged down, my breasts sitting high. Okay, this was happening. Again. And I loved it.

The bell of the elevator dinged and he pulled me through the doors.

I didn’t have time to take in much except that we were alone and, in a penthouse, high above Los Angeles.

Strong arms pulled me into a broad chest. “What are we doing, Grayson?” I searched his eyes for some kind of answer. Hands molded to my ass and one swoop I was in his arms, skirt around my waist and legs around my boss. His hot, throbbing cock nestled between my juicy folds once again. But this time, neither of us were leaving. Not tonight.

“We’re discussing the terms of your employment. First one being you are to never wear anything I can’t hike up and slip my hands under freely while you are in my office.”

“Oh, I see. One correction,” I teased. “You assume I still want to work for you. I mean what kind of employer talks dirty like that to his assistant?”

“Dirty, huh?” Hot, hungry lips wrapped around my nipple and I was knocked off kilter when he flicked the tip of his tongue against the rosy bud. I held on tight and shimmied my hips against his shaft. “It looks like I might have to spend the night convincing you how much you’ll enjoy working for me.”

“I’ll need to learn the benefits. See if they are worth my while.”

Damn, he felt so so good there. He made me feel beautiful and wanted. But I was more than that. I wanted to be more than just someone’s assistant for the rest of my life. I had goals. Dreams.

He crooked a finger beneath my chin as he pulled back to look down at me. “The benefits are hard, stiff to swallow but comes with a juicy bonus.”

“Ahh, I see.” I might be a one-timer at this sex stuff, but he made me feel sexy and like I was capable of anything. Life would be glorious if he teased us both enough to where days ended no other way than with him feeding my hungry pussy the fat, throbbing cock I knew he had tucked behind his zipper.

My heart started to beat faster. I backed up, one step at a time, kicking my heels off as I went. “Prove it!” I demanded.

He grinned wide and before I made it to the room down the hall that I hoped was his bedroom he pounced, pinning my arms behind me. Pushing my tits high, he dove in, devouring one nipple and then the other.

Grayson must have felt the shift in my thoughts. He eased me down his body and held me close. We leaned against the wall.

“What is it, baby? What’s wrong?”

“Grayson, I’m more than just someone to help you out in the office. You need to know that. I’m working toward my own law degree and have plans.”

He held my gaze prisoner. I was trapped, and there was no place else I wanted to be. He cupped my face and it would be a lie if I said I didn’t notice how the man’s thick biceps and broad shoulders stretched his button-down. He looked good, sexy good, but he also made my heart melt with how much tender care reflected in his touch and in the glint of his dark eyes.

“I can only hope I can be a part of them all,” he cooed, leaning in to brush his lips over the shell of my ear.

I creamed my panties. It was ridiculous how hot and fast my body responded to him really.

The way he touched me. His voice. His scent. It all left me reeling. But when I honed in on his words, I paused. What did he mean by that? My life wasn’t exactly set up for a boyfriend, but he made me feel...I don’t know. Like anything could be possible. That working for him and dating him was no big thing. But a voice in the back of my mind spoke up that we’ve known each other for all of a handful of hours.

Honestly, I wasn’t sure I could stop myself from seeing this through, whatever it may bring. He slipped his hand and into mine and looked back at me with a fiery gaze, sending anticipation and hope through me like a rocket.

Walk away? Nope. Not when I got to live out one of my fantasies and sleep with my boss.

My heart thundered in my ears and spiraled to circle around my clit until I throbbed with need all over for him. I ran my forefinger down his bulging zipper. “Tell, me Grayson, does this mean, I’m hired?”

Six

Cherry

Igot my answer and in spades. Not only did I get the job, but I’m now dating my boss.

If you would have asked me the night I went home with a stranger what I would be doing two weeks later, my answer might have included getting lunch with my best friend or getting my nails done. Probably both. In no alternate universe would it have included getting a bikini wax so I could tease my new boss with the flash of my bare pussy when I climbed the ladder in his office.

But it was true.

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