Page 30 of Falling For Her Boss

“Oh, Logan…you really shouldn’t have,” she says. I don’t think she realizes that for me, a place like this isn’t expensive. But it’s good to see that she appreciates the gesture, at least.

A thought shoots through my head and I’m not sure if it makes me feel like a jerk, like I finally understand what life is all about, or like I’m in one of those ‘priceless’ MasterCard commercials…or all of the above. This is truly a priceless moment. Yeah, this place may not put a dent in my bank account but being here, with her, is something money could never buy. Her smile, her honest, simple ways like eating pizza in the park and being truly appreciative of being here now. She takes nothing for granted and more importantly, and although all this is nice, the reason why this all works is her. Us. Heck, I could have gotten some take out, set it up on the floor of my place, and we could have still had a great time. It’s not about where or how much…it’s about who. And she is damn sure is the who in my life.

She drifts into the room and touches all of the furniture in awe. While she is ogling the scenery, I decide to prepare my next surprise. I head into the bathroom, where a huge square tub big enough for at least four people is ready to be filled. I start running the tap, sloshing in bubble bath into the tub and watching it fill with foam. Isabella is still busy with all of her surroundings and barely notices as I pop open the champagne and pour us both a glass.

“I’m running us a bath,” I tell her softly. She glances up at me, her eyes wide.

“Really?”

“Yeah…I thought it would be a nice way for us to unwind. A glass of champagne each, some bubbles, and good company…seems like the perfect recipe, right?”

Isabella blushes. “That…that sounds perfect, actually.” She giggles to herself. “I didn’t think you’d be the sort for hot bubble baths…”

I grin back. “What, a man can’t enjoy a relaxing bath once in a while?” I step closer to her, taking her by the waist. “And with such good company, how could I refuse?” I murmur, kissing her neck gently. She sighs into my touch, closing her eyes in bliss. But I don’t want to linger here too long. I want her all hot and soapy in that tub. I move away from her and grab the champagne, nodding toward the bathroom.

“Shall we?”

Isabella bites her lip. For a moment, I think she’s going to decline the offer. But then I watch as she slowly undresses for me. I watch in excitement, feeling my erection grow in my pants. She’s unbelievably sexy. I don’t know how she does it. She’s gone from being such a shy creature to being this absolute goddess, prepared to do anything to show me how sexy she really is. She strips off her t-shirt and pants. Her hand ventures up her back and her eyes meet mine as she unclips her bra. Watching it fall away to reveal her beautiful breasts is a magical experience, to say the least. I can’t wait to see her all soapy, barely concealed behind the suds.

She takes off her thong, revealing her gorgeous pussy. I wonder if she is as wet as I am hard? I don’t want to wait long to find out, but I restrain myself for a while. I want to at least have a few drinks, ramp up the tension a little, before I take her virginity. That is, if she’ll let me.

She turns around, now fully naked, and heads for the bathroom, allowing me to watch her swinging ass. All those times I watched her in the office, dreaming of the day I’d see her without her clothes on…it’s all led up to this moment. I’ve never been so turned on, but I’m holding off for as long as I can. I want this night to be long, hot and steamy. There’s no room for error here. Her first time has to be perfect, and I’m going to make sure she has the time of her life.

When I make it to the bathroom, she’s already slipping down into the bubbles. She sighs, closing her eyes and leaning back a little. I kiss the top of her head before putting down the champagne glasses and stripping myself. I can’t wait to join her. As I get into the bath, her hand finds my thigh, rubbing it gently. It’s such an innocent gesture, but it has me hard as a rock. Everything she does seems to turn me on. I can’t believe we’re finally getting to do something like this. If her brother could see us now, he’d be furious, but he can’t. For now, this is our dirty little secret.

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