Page 6 of Like a Boss

He presses his firm chest against my back, his strength and warmth sheltering me in a comfortable, submissive state. He reads my submission and slowly glides his hand across my stomach, leaving an inferno in his wake. He’s a lot taller than I am, therefore, I feel vulnerable and at his mercy. But I can’t remember ever feeling so free.

The soft silk of my dress feels sinful as it slides up my leg, Tiger hitching it up higher and higher. Before long, my entire leg is exposed, and so are my drenched underwear. I’m grateful to be facing away from him because if Tiger could see me now, he’d know he’s just proven me wrong.

Scott and I were never an adventurous couple in the bedroom. It was missionary, or from behind, and nothing else in between. He never went down on me, but he expected I go down on him. And like an idiot, I complied. But now, all I can think about is how Tiger’s lips will feel between my thighs.

But first, it’s his fingers I’ll become accustomed to.

Slipping his hand between my legs, he rubs over the front of my underwear, my long dress partially draping his hand. I watch, mesmerized, as his cloaked fingers begin rubbing over me leisurely. It feels unbelievable, but I’m beyond mortified when a whimper escapes me, altering my proud Tiger that he’s won.

“Told you,” he whispers.

He bites my lobe as I lean my head back against his bare chest. I ignore his arrogance and focus on how his fingers are dancing around where I want him to be. “If you want more, all you have to do is ask.”

Goddamn, he’s full of himself, but he’s right.

I do want more.

I want it all.

“Well, if you’re not going to ask, I’m going to take what I want,” he calmly states when I remain silent.

He slips his fingers into the waistband of my underwear, humming low when he feels me hot and ready. “Your body is so responsive. Are you this way with everyone?” He glides his finger along my opening, my arousal the perfect lubricant.

“Y-yes,” I stammer, biting my lip to smother my moan.

This is a total lie, and he knows it.

“I think that you’re lying. I think that you’ve never been this turned on in your entire life. I also think you’ve starved this beautiful body of pleasure for too long.”

Writhing against his hand, I silently beg him to put me out of my misery.

And he does.

The moment he slips his finger into me, I cry out in desperate need.

“I’ve never heard a sweeter song, Bluebird. It sings innocence.” He then begins playing my body like a true maestro,and before long, I’m bucking against his hand, begging for a release.

“Please…”

He senses my embarrassment. “Don’t ever be ashamed of this incredible body. You must know that you’re absolutely stunning.”

“No.” I’m not fishing for compliments. I’ve never thought myself to be beautiful or anything special.

He tsks me. “All this long, luscious brown hair, innocent hazel eyes, full ‘come fuck me’ pink lips, and a body to die for. You’re every man’s wet dream come true.”

He slips in another finger, and I gasp, as I’ve never felt so full. “Whoever had your body before me should be ashamed. What a complete and utter amateur. A dickless fool,” he spits with bite. “They’ve skimmed around the surface and neglected all the good bits.”

And by good bits, he means my clit.

While working his fingers deeper and deeper into me, he rubs over my center with his thumb and bites over my galloping pulse. The action is my undoing, and I come with an ear-splitting scream. My body goes totally slack, and if not for his firm fingers around my waist, I would have tumbled to the floor.

Stars flash before my closed eyes, and my heart is clawing at my chest. I’m convinced I’m going to die because I’ve never come this quickly and powerfully before.

“That was beautiful,” he says a moment later, his breath warm on my neck.

Now that I’m not lost under his spell, I become aware of the enormous erection poking into my ass. But I can also feel the frantic beating of his heart against my back. What a visual oxymoron. Could it be he’s just as affected by me as I am by him?

The thought gives me a surge of confidence. “Are you going to… fuck… me now?”

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