Page 42 of The Boss

“In a few minutes.” I can’t take it anymore. A taste. Just a taste of her will be enough to help me power through the rest of the evening. “I’m going to teach you something that will make me a very happy woman in our future together.”

My body vibrates with lust, but I still mind my words. Ones likeour future together, because I know that’s stroking her emotional libido.

Maybe mine, too. Because if I can make Alessa my perfect lover? Mercy on me, tonight and forever.

She comes to me, the light padding of her feet on my hardwood floors driving me insane. What would it take to get this every night? Coming home from work to find her naked, waiting for me, already wet with thoughts of how I’ll take out my stress on her? The thoughts are eating me alive. I need her. Now.

By the time she reaches me, she glances down before making eye contact with me again. What in the world is it that I want, anyway?

“I want you to tease me, Lessa.”

“Tease you?”

“Yes. With your cunt and nothing else.”

She flinches, slightly losing balance again.

“Does that word offend you?”

“No.” Alessa blushes. With how pale her skin is, and how dark her hair, it’s easy to see that blush overcome her skin. “Kinda turns me on. You say it so harshly.”

“Cunt.”

Ripples claim her. Yes, I did that. I’ll do it again, too.

“Get in my lap and tease yourself with my restraint, Lessa.”

I squeeze my legs together to make it easier for her. She braces her hands against my chest, fingers digging between my buttons and reaching my skin as she straddles my lap and slowly lowers her thighs. I don’t care how angry she was earlier this week. I know she wants this. I know she wants me to consume her, letting go of all else for both of our pleasure.

I don’t have to ask if she’s ever ridden someone’s lap before. I know the answer. I’m going to enjoy every sweet second of this.

Which is why I pull up the bottom of my blouse and expose my navel to her. “Right here. But not too hard. I don’t want to lose my mind too soon.”

“Yes…”

“Yes, what?”

Her eyes are closed as she grips my shoulders and rubs her pussy against my abdomen. Shit! It’s better than I thought it would be. “Yes, Ms. Marcon.”

She’s going to kill me at this rate.

Naturally, she’s not perfect. She’s lost in her world, and I must stay in this one to ensure I get exactly what I want from this experience. I only want her pussy on my stomach. I want the promise of more sex. I want to transform into the type who can’t get enough of her. Not tonight, not tomorrow, not for the rest of my damned life. I want… no, Ineed.

I need her.

“You want more, don’t you?” Every word I utter makes her gasp, her mouth hanging open, sometimes scrunching her nose and brow as her body instinctively tries to rub against me. “You want to make love to me with your cunt. You want to ride me while I’m sitting down, because it means you’re on top, even though I’m the one with clothes on.”

A faintOh my Godfalls from her lips. Her fingers tighten around my shoulders. “Yes,” she says with the most gorgeous whine. “Fuck me, please.”

“Yes, Alessa, beg for me.”

“Please, madam.” Her head leans back. Her pussy attempts to slide down farther into my lap, I’ve got her by the hips. “Fuck me like this.”

“Like how?”

“Let me ride you.”

“You want to ride me? With what? Do you think my wrist could withstand finger-fucking you like this? It’s a delicate part of my body. I need it for work.”

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