Page 29 of Taming Mika

His hands find my waist and roam over the flat plains of my stomach, skating across my ribs before tracing down the line of my spine. Goosebumps rise in his wake, and my body clenches with desire at the soft touch. Then he palms my bare ass, his fingers splaying as he lifts it to pull me roughly against his hips.

I can feel his cock, thick and hard, as it digs into my abdomen, the seam of his pants the only thing standing between us. He leans in, his eyes dropping to my lips as his mouth hovers close to mine.

“I’m going to fuck you right here and now,” he murmurs.

Alfie’s dark promise vibrates through me, making me shudder violently. My breath catches, and while the threat of being overheard terrifies me, I want Alfie more. I’m not entirely prepared for how desperately I need him. The throbbing ache between my thighs is almost unmanageable, and I tremble as fresh nerves mingle with my excitement, coiling in my stomach.

Trying to regain a semblance of control, I focus on my senses and curl my fingers around the bridle rack’s cold metal to steady myself asI suck in lungfuls of air. The rich scent of leather and pine shavings grounds me. The rough wood of the tack room wall scraping against my back contrasts with the silky softness of Alfie’s white dress shirt against my chest, and the different textures awaken my nerve endings. The warmth of his body seeping into my skin fills me with anticipation, and my heart pounds against my ribcage. Every brush of his fingers over my bare skin is like fire, but I keep seeking the intense warmth.

My stomach clenches as Alfie reaches between us, and his belt buckle jangles loose from the leather’s holes. My mouth goes dry as he lowers his zipper with an audible sound, louder than it ought to be in the silence of the tack room, and I can’t help but look down as his thick cock springs free. Heat throbs inside my core as wet, sticky excitement coats my thighs, and I press them together. I haven’t felt this way about a man in so long—I honestly don’t know that I ever have, actually. I’ve never had a man be so adamant about chasing me, or so possessive now that he’s caught me. It’s oddly thrilling knowing that I don’t need Alfie. He can’t buy me, but he still wants me, flaws and all, and now we’re past the point of return.

Reaching into his pocket, Alfie pulls out a condom. He rips the foil and quickly rolls the rubber down over his weeping tip. Then he grasps my hips, lifting me off the ground like I weigh nothing. Firmly gripping the bridle rack, I instinctively wrap my legs around his hips, my core tightening with anticipation. This isn’t going to be a slow, seductive first time. The tension is so thick, I can taste it, and I’m quivering with the need for release. One arm tight around my waist, Alfie runs his free hand over the curve of my ass, and he groans when his fingers find my slick folds. I’m dripping with arousal, eager to have him inside me—despite the fact that there’s no telling who might hear me fucking my boss as they walk past. It’s wrong, but I’m past caring, every thought overridden by the pleasure already tingling over my skin.

His fingers brush lightly across my swollen flesh, coaxing a lusty moan from my throat, and I press my lips closed to muffle the sound. I have no clue how soundproof the room might be, and Idon’t want to make it obvious what we’re doing behind the closed door.

“You’re so wet,” he growls. “So fucking wet and ready for me.”

Fire blossoms in my stomach, searing through my veins, and all I can think about is Alfie’s swollen tip as it twitches against the inside of my thigh. He kisses me deeply, his soft lips commanding as they part mine. His muscular chest pushes me back against the wall, the silky fabric of his shirt whispering across my taut nipples. His thick tip presses between my wet folds, finding my entrance, and with one powerful thrust, Alfie buries himself inside me.

Electric euphoria explodes through my body as he fills me mercilessly to the hilt. He’s so big, it borders on painful—not to mention it’s been a long time since I’ve been with a man, so I’m not fully prepared. But the intense pleasure that follows the momentary pain makes my walls tighten around his hard length. I can hardly believe what’s happening. I’m closed inside our temporary tack room with Alfie Bonetti—my new boss—getting fucked in the best sense of the word.

“You feel fuckingamazing,” he groans against my lips as he pauses deep inside me.

My body throbs around his hard length at the desperation in his tone. He almost sounds like he’s in pain—that same agony-laced pleasure I felt as he thrust inside me the first time. White-hot excitement floods my veins as he slowly starts to rock inside me. His strong arms hold me effortlessly as he steadily increases his pace.

Each tantalizing penetration drives my hips against the tack room wall, allowing him to thrust deeper—and thumping audibly until I’m sure the whole barn can hear. But I can’t say anything as his tongue lays claim to my mouth, tangling with mine in a greedy, possessive dance.

I’m mortified that the hands will know what we’re doing—especially after my recent confrontation with Francisco, when I got so pissed at him for accusing me of doing this exact thing—but the forbidden act is shockingly intoxicating. I feel ten times more excited by the almost exhibitionary nature of it—and if my reputationweren’t hanging in the balance, I might just give in to the molten desire throbbing in my core.

My lungs burn with the need for oxygen, and I should tell Alfie we need to be quieter, but with my hands tied above my head, my legs wrapped around his hips, I have no way of taking control of the situation. He’s laying claim to my body, driving me out of my mind with pleasure as he fucks me so brazenly, it curls my toes and sends tingles racing up my spine. My clit throbs, my walls fluttering as I quickly climb toward release, and I know I’m not going to last much longer. I need him to slow down before I scream.

Finally, he breaks the kiss, and we pant together, air rushing past my lips and into Alfie’s mouth as we share oxygen. My head spins as I suck in a ragged breath, and his hot mouth shifts to the tender skin behind my ear. He gently nips me, and I nearly come undone, clenching around his swollen girth as my body urges him deeper into my depths.

“God, Mika, you feelso fucking good,” he growls with animalistic desire.

I whimper, pulsing with pleasure as I barrel toward release, and I bury my face in his neck to try and stay quiet. The sharp click of barn boots against the cement aisle brings me back to my senses, and fresh embarrassment pools in my belly.

“Alfie, we’re being too loud—someone might hear,” I whisper, heat flashing across my skin in a heady, mortifying combination of shame and exhilaration.

“Good,” he says darkly, drawing back so I can see the possessive desire burning in his hazel eyes. “Let them listen. I want everyone to know you’remine.”

That shouldnotturn me on like it does. But the territorial command sends a shiver down my spine, and my walls ripple along his hard length. Alfie snarls, his arm tightening around my waist as he drives inside me harder, chasing his own pleasure as he demands mine.

Electricity races across my skin, and the wet slap of our bodiesjoining is so dirty and erotic, it makes my clit twitch and throb. I can feel bruises forming across my hips as he drives me back against the wall again and again, the audible thump growing easier to identify. All I can do is cling to the bridle rack as he takes possession of my pussy, unleashing an illicit desire I never knew I had.

“Oh god, I’m gonna come,” I moan.

“Scream for me, Mika,” Alfie commands. “I want them all to hear you. I want everyone to know I own your pleasure.”

I whimper, pressing my lips closed as I shake my head no. I could never look them in the eye if I did. It’s bad enough that they’ve probably already figured out what we’re up to. I don’t want to erase any last doubts.

Alfie’s eyes flash at my refusal, and without letting up his relentless pace, he reaches between us, his thumb brushing across my sensitive clit. I gasp, the strength seeping from my limbs at the overwhelming pleasure that makes black dots dance in my vision.

“You’remine, Mika. Say it,” he commands.

“Alfie,” I plead quietly, my desperation growing as I realize I have no control over my orgasm—and I’m not sure how quiet I can be when I’m teetering on the edge of a massive release.

A wicked grin spreads across his lips, and somehow, that dangerous glint in his eye makes him irresistible. I can’t hold out any longer. He pinches my clit between his thumb and finger, rolling it lightly as he thrusts deep inside of me, and I scream his name before I can stop myself. Pain-laced pleasure explodes through my body, hot, wet arousal gushing over his cock as I come harder than I’ve ever come in my life.

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