Page 23 of Bossy Bred

Leta’s eyes are shining now, her lips trembling a little. She squeezes my hand.

“Jake,” she whispers, her voice full of emotion. “I forgive you.”

I lean in, my heart thundering, and capture her lips with a kiss. It’s slow, tender, filled with all the emotions I’ve been holding back. Her lips are soft and yielding, and I pour everything I feel into the moment.

As we kiss, the heat between us builds. My hands slide down her curves, pulling her closer. She sighs into my mouth, her fingers tangling in my hair. Our kiss deepens, growing more urgent.

Without breaking away, I scoop her up into my arms. She lets out a surprised little gasp that turns into laughter. I carry her to the bedroom and lay her on the bed, finally pulling back to look at her. She’s breathtaking, her cheeks flushed, eyes bright with desire and affection. I slowly undress her.

“God, you’re beautiful,” I murmur, trailing kisses along her collarbone. My lips move lower, across the swell of her breasts. “I love how soft your skin is here.”

She arches into my touch, a soft moan escaping her. I continue my journey downward, pressing kisses to her stomach. “I love your sweet little belly.”

My hands caress her thick thighs as I move lower still. “I love how strong your legs are,” I tell her, nipping gently at the insides of her thighs.

I look up at her, taking in her flushed face and parted lips. “I love every inch of you, Leta. Every single part.”

“Jake,” she pants, “I need you inside me. Now.”

My cock throbs painfully at her words. I quickly strip off my clothes, desperate to feel her skin against mine. As I position myself between her legs, a sudden realization hits me.

“Shit,” I mutter. “I don’t have a condom.”

Leta bites her lip, hesitating for just a moment before she speaks. “What if you just don’t come inside me?”

My breath catches in my throat.

“Is that what you want?” I ask, my voice low and husky. “You want me to fuck you raw?”

She nods, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of pink. “I want to feel all of you.”

The moment I push into her, skin on skin, it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. The heat of her surrounds me, tight and slick and so fucking perfect. Our lips crash together in a searing kiss, all tongues and teeth and desperate need.

“Christ, honey,” I groan against her kiss. “You feel amazing.”

I’ve always been the one in charge, both in the boardroom and the bedroom, and this is no exception. I guide her movements, telling her exactly how I want her, and she follows my commands with a breathless eagerness that fuels the need raging inside me.

I grip her hips hard, angling her body just how I want it. “That’s it, sweetheart. Just like that. Take every fucking inch of me.”

“Jake,” she moans, her mouth hanging open and cheeks red. “Oh, God.”

She cries out as I pound into her relentlessly. Her curvy legs wrap tighter around my waist, heels digging into my ass to take me even deeper. The room fills with the slick sounds of our bodies colliding.

“You feel so goddamn good,” I pant, pressing kisses along her jawline. “Your tight little pussy was made for my cock.”

She whines at my words, hips rocking up to meet my thrusts. I can feel her pussy clench around me with each rough stroke.

The urge to fill her, to mark her as mine from the inside out, is overwhelming.

I want to watch her belly swell with my child, our future sealed forever…

I shake my head, pushing those thoughts aside for now. I focus on chasing the blissful oblivion where nothing else matters except Leta and the intense pleasure building between us.

“Look at me,” I command, needing to see her eyes as we move together. They’re dark with lust, locked onto mine as I thrust into her. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

“Jake,” she moans.

I drive into her with even harder strokes, determined to send her over the edge. “That’s it, sweetheart. Be a good girl and come for me.”

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