Page 71 of The Boss and the Wedding Mess
"Take it off."
"What happened last night was a one-time thing!"
"One time in your apartment," he counters smoothly.
Oh no, he's not getting around it like that. I stand there, not really knowing what to do.
"You can keep the sandals on," he says with a satisfied smile.
I'm afraid he means it. With a grim look, I slip off my dress and bra, then slide out of my panties and push them aside across the floor. I just throw my dress and sports bra on top of them. Annoyed, I put my hands on my hips.
"And now?"
“You could let your hair down,” he says and smiles happily.
That too.
I sigh, remove the hair tie, and toss it onto the pile of clothes. Then I run my fingers through my hair to loosen it up.
“And now come over here and take a seat.”
“Where exactly?” I ask, because the armchair is next to a couch. He follows my gaze and then brushes his thigh with his hand.
“I'm just supposed to sit down?” Alex smiles at that. "It was a one-time thing, and it will stay that way. I'm definitely not going to start a relationship with my boss!"
“I'm not your boss yet.”
I inhale deeply at that. The things we do to get a PIN.
So I step closer and want to sit on his lap, but he makes an instructive gesture with his right hand. I briefly consider what he might mean before I get it and sit on his lap backwards and nestle my back against his chest. Alexander's hands soon wander over my bare stomach to my breasts.
“I'm not completely satisfied yet, but it's not a bad start.” He whispers hungrily in my ear, giving me goosebumps.
His deep voice makes me tingle all over.
He reaches for my breasts eagerly, teasing my nipples, then moves both hands down a little. One rests on my stomach, while the other slides between my between my spread legs. I whimper eagerly and place my hands on his wrists. Oh, that's unfair!
"You can look as angry as you want. Your body’s telling the truth," he says with a slightly mocking undertone, while I shudder. Alex massages me skillfully, which elicits hot and greedy sounds from me. This is so unfair. I wasn't prepared for this at all
I tilt my head, offering my neck for him to kiss. But suddenly, Alex pulls back, just as I’m getting worked up.
"Don’t stop," I plead desperately. That’s just cruel.
But then I hear him undoing his belt.
"Please, keep going..." I whimper and gently move my body until I feel his hardness between my legs.
I look down at myself while he presses me against him again with both hands on my stomach. Skillfully, he guides himself into me with one hand, making me moan with satisfaction.
Alexander's hands grasp my breasts, my stomach, my hips, while he simultaneously moves inside me and I rotate my hips. It feels fantastic. I lean my face closer to him, panting against his cheek, and don't hold back for a second.
"This is so good..." I pant insatiably while enjoying his deep sounds. Hearing how aroused he is and how much fun he's having makes me shudder again.
My body belongs to him. For the second time.
Twice is coincidence, isn't that what they say? Whatever. Just this one more time and then never again. Just now. Just today.
The living room becomes our playground — the armchair, the couch, even the table becomes the perfect place for a wild moment. Alex is so greedy and demanding and demanding that I simply let myself be carried away like a small rowboat on the high seas. The waves will soon crash over me, but I enjoy the ride. Again and again. With each sweet and intense climax comes another, even bigger one that almost takes my breath away.
