Page 44 of Boss Me Not

She tightened around me, spasms beginning to rock her body, and I lost it, emptying my release deep inside her, continuing to thrust, letting us ride out the waves of pleasure.

I kept us in that position but guided her to lean back up so I could cup her breasts and she could see where we were joined.

“Do you see what I see now?” I pressed my lips to her shoulder. “I saw the way you watched us. You liked that. You liked watching me fuck your gorgeous pussy, didn’t you?”

She nodded, her face still flushed red. “I liked watching.”

I pulled out, tucking myself back into my boxers and zipping up my pants. “My vote is the red dress. But get the one that will make you feel sexy.”

She nodded and stood facing herself in the mirror. I turned and cracked the door, making sure no one was standing there before exiting and taking my seat again.

Five minutes later, Angie appeared, fully clothed and holding the red dress.

With a smirk I raised a brow. “You sure?”

“All night I’ll be thinking about it.” She glanced around and lowered her voice. “What we just did. And that will make me feel sexy.”

“Good girl,” I said as I stood and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “Now let’s go get dinner. I must have worked up an appetite or something.”

She shook her head as we made our way to the checkout counter. The woman eyed me as I stepped up to the counter, a flush rising to her cheeks. “Oh, didn’t realize you two were still back there.” She glanced back and forth between Angie and me with a knowing smirk but didn’t say anything.

Once we stashed the dress in the car and were back on the sidewalk, Angie looked over at me. “She knows.”

“Yeah, I’m sure she does.” I grasped her hand and we walked down the street. “And maybe I’m wrong, but I think you liked the possibility of getting caught. Of someone seeing us.”

She was quiet before a sexy chuckle slipped from her lips. “I’m finding that being with you is making me want and like things I’d never even considered before.”

“Is that a good thing?” I didn’t want to constantly push her past her comfort zone, but I had to admit I loved that she felt safe and comfortable enough with me to explore new things. That I was getting to be her first in so many different ways.

She squeezed my hand. “Yeah. It is.”

I pulled her into my side, wrapping my arm around her shoulders, and pressed my lips to her temple.

She giggled. “I’d never done anything like that before.”

“Me either.”

She stopped and whirled on me, her mouth hanging open. “Like at all? I assumed—I mean…”

I gripped her chin between my thumb and forefinger, making sure I had her attention. “Nothing that comes anywhere close to what we just did. Sex has always been just sex. But with you, it’s intense. It’s all-consuming. I can’t think about anything other than getting inside you, making you come.”

Her cheeks flushed again, and I brought her lips to mine.

Pulling back, I searched her face. “With you it all feels different. I feel different.”

I wasn’t sure I was doing a good job of telling her how I felt, but she smiled up at me with a look that I hoped meant she was feeling the same thing.

I tucked her back into my side and we continued down the sidewalk.

“So about tomorrow.”

I gritted my teeth. I didn’t like the idea of her leaving. She needed to, I understood that, but I hated that she would be gone for almost three days.

“You sure you don’t want me to go with you?” I opened the door to the restaurant, ushering her in ahead of me. “It’s a long drive back from North Carolina.”

“No. You need to stay here to run the hotel. Besides, you said you had a dinner event Monday night for the hospital.”

After indicating two people to the hostess, we followed her to a table and took our seats. “I told you I could skip that if you wanted me to.”

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