Page 15 of One Wicked Night with the Boss

Keeping my finger nestled between her lips, I put a gentle hand on her chin and tipped her head back, forcing her gaze to mine. “Do you want this? Because I do, and once I start I don’t think I’ll be able to stop. I have a feeling I’m going to touch you and it’s going to be like a bomb going off. It’s going to be loud and hard and intense because I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you. But I promise to make you come until you can’t see straight. So I have to ask, do you want this?”

Her eyes went as wide as ever, her pupils blown as she gave a jerky nod. “Yes. Yes, I want it. I want you.”

Nothing ever sounded so sweet. I withdrew my hand from her sex, savoring her soft sound of protest as I left her heat. I kissed her forehead to make up for it, then reached a hand around her back and undid her bra clasp with a deft flick.

She sucked in a breath. “You’re good at that.”

“I’m better at other things,” I said, pulling the straps down her arms and flinging the bra aside, my heart like a drum as I beheld her breasts in the moonlight. They were high and round, with pink nipples the same shade as her cheeks when she blushed. More freckles scattered her chest. Fucking irresistible. I pushed her against the grate and planted soft kisses on her chest, tasting her. She was roses and candy, her skin like silk on my tongue. She clutched at my head, urging me lower. I obliged, cupping a pliant breast so I could suck a hard nipple into my mouth.

The grate rattled as she shook, her fingers gripping my hair.

I let her steer, moving my mouth to the other nipple while I caressed the first one, dragging my palm across the damp peak over and over. The elevator filled with the sounds of her soft gasps and my wet sucking and the grate rattling and rattling. I could have stayed at her breasts all night, savoring the way her nipples grew harder as I teased and bit them, but there was so much more to do. Giving her a final nip with my teeth, I stepped back to survey the bounty of Riley in the moonlight.

Good fucking decision.

She sprawled against the grate, naked except for the G-string pushed to the side, her nipples hard and shiny and shifting up and down as her breaths came in short little pants. But it was her pussy that captured my attention. She was so pretty there, all delicate folds and smooth skin. I wanted to spread her across a bed—my bed—and drive her mad with my tongue until she shook with need. I wanted to lie on my back and settle her over my face, her thighs trembling around my head while I licked up and down her lips and sucked her clit until she forgot every word except my name.

But the elevator would have to do. I could manage. A good architect makes the most of the space he’s given.

Slowly, deliberately, I lowered my zipper and pulled out my cock, letting her see what I intended to give her. If there was a last chance moment, it was now. I fisted my shaft, then stroked up and down as a range of emotions played over her face.

There was appreciation, sure, but there was a little apprehension, too. I couldn’t blame her. I was a lot to handle. Even dripping wet, she was going to be a tight fit. She sucked her lower lip into her mouth, wariness and lust warring in her silvery eyes.

It turned me on, that combo, which only made me harder. If the pattern continued, we were going to find ourselves in quite the vicious cycle. Still gripping my shaft, I used my chin to gesture to her panties. “Take those off.”

She hesitated, but only for a second. Then she slid them down her thighs, her ample breasts swaying as she bent and pulled them off her ankle.

“Hands above your head. Grip the bars.”

Her compliance was slower this time, but she did it, the wariness in her eyes growing as she grasped the metalwork. A lick of dark pleasure curled through me as I imagined what the Victorians would think if they saw her nude and glorious in the moonlight, her creamy curves good enough to eat.

“Beautiful,” I said, my voice gruff. I went to my knees in front of her and kissed the top of her mound.

She sucked in a breath, her stomach going concave.

“Stay just like that,” I told her, my voice stern. Then I spread her pussy with my thumbs and sucked her clit into my mouth.

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