Page 26 of My Forbidden Boss

I closed the door behind me. »Are you okay? What Elliot said was pretty off.«

»It was, but I’m used to it.« I didn’t want anyone to hurt her, even if it was my friend. I walked over to her and took a seat on the edge of the bed.

»What he said about your friendship, that you’re like a brother to him... I believe that’s true.«

»But I’m not your brother, Bri,« I said, lifting my hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

»What are you to me, Wesley?« she asked softly. I didn’t have an answer to this question.

»Your boss? A friend? Anything you want.«

The feelings between us balanced on two sides of a scale. It only took one breath for it to tip to the side where I didn’t care about anything, where I wanted her and took what was mine. The other side was reason, which should have prevailed, but was increasingly losing its top position.

Brianna slid over a bit and lifted the blanket. I didn’t think and lay down next to her, pulling her close and inhaling the scent of her hair, while she lay in front of me and pressed her back firmly against my chest.

»Elliot is hurt, I’m not mad at him,« she said softly.

»Even if you carry the greatest pain in the world, you do not have the right to tear others down to make yourself feel better.«

She let my words sink in for a moment. »What pain do you carry, Wesley?« she whispered.

»The greatest in the world,« I replied softly. She took a heavy breath, as if she could feel it too. »My mom died a year ago. Cancer.« I hadn’t told anyone and was surprised myself that it had slipped out now, in this situation.

»My God, Wesley.« Bri tried to turn in my embrace, but I wouldn’t let her. If I were to express what was burdening my soul, I couldn’t look at her, for then she would see everything, and I would shatter completely. »My father was a damned bastard. We moved away when my mom got her first diagnosis. She wanted to make use of the time she had, not waste it on a good-for-nothing like my father. After the move, I worked harder than I thought I could, made it all the way to the top to give her the best treatment possible. At first, it looked promising, but in the end, it made no difference. It was just a little time I could gift her, not the new, free life she would have deserved.« Brianna’s body was tense as she listened to me. »Perhaps I intentionally returned to New York, even though I’ve avoided it for so long. To return to the only home I knew. To see you.«

This time, I allowed her to turn. It was just as true the other way around. In her gaze, I could read everything. Every ›I’m sorry,‹ every ›you didn’t deserve this,‹ yet she didn’t voice it, for they were hollow phrases that wouldn’t make anything better. Instead, she made me feel how it could genuinely improve. With her. She leaned forward and kissed me. I eagerly reciprocated her kiss, placed my hand on the back of her head, and pressed her closer against me. Her hands slid under the blanket and my sweater, moving soft and caressing over my skin, pulling me closer to her, making the pain a bit more bearable. Making this life a bit more bearable.

I propped myself up, Brianna lay on her back, and we struggled to be quiet not to draw the whole house’s attention. I pushed her nightgown up, past her breasts, lowered my head and licked over the erect tips while she clawed her hands into my hair and softly gasped. My hand ran down her stomach to the waistband of her panties. As she arched herself toward me a bit, I wanted only one thing - to give her pleasure and penetrate deep into her, to feel her only. Not the pain, just the light. I pulled the blanket a bit higher and moved down, tracing with my lips the path my hand had drawn. She aided me as I slipped off her panties from her hips and set my mouth on her heated center. She arched up in pleasure and gripped the blanket as I devoured her with my lips and tongue. I could feel how close she was, but this climax should belong only to me. I wanted to take in all of it, to look into her eyes when she was there. As I moved up, she eagerly pulled me to her, kissed me passionately, and tugged at my jeans.

»Make love to me, Wesley. No safety ropes,« she whispered against my lips. I sought her gaze.

»Are you sure?«

She nodded. »Absolutely. I’m on birth control and I’m clean.«

»Me too. And I haven’t been with a woman without a condom.« I gasped as she slid her hand into my boxer shorts and tightly grasped my hard cock, spreading the wetness of my arousal over my tip. »Fuck, Bri, you have no idea what your words do to me. I want you.« I kissed her, hard, intensely. »So much.«

She pushed the last piece of fabric separating us from my hips and, without taking the time to completely undress, I penetrated her. No safety ropes. Her heated tightness was magnificent, indescribable, and wholly mine.

I seized her wrists and held them firmly above her head as I steadily immersed myself into her, all the while gazing deeply into her eyes. The bed creaked slightly under my thrusts, and I hoped that the others slept soundly enough that they could not hear us, for I was truly struggling to restrain myself.

»Oh God,« Bri whispered, writhing against my hold. »This is... incredible.« I relished the sensation of filling her to the brink, and her moans of pleasure as I thrust deep within her.

»I’ve been thinking about this all weekend,« I growled. A small smile appeared on her lips.

»Making love to me?« she breathed, and a potent shiver cascaded down my spine, spreading throughout my lower abdomen, my throbbing shaft, which swelled slightly more with desire.

I lowered my head. »Kissing you.« She moaned as I thrusted harder into her. »And then making love to you.«

I released her hands and she immediately clung to my back, all the while I continued to thrust more forcefully, feeling the first tremor of her tight passage. It took only two more thrusts, and she pressed her face into my shoulder, lightly biting into it, as she clenched tightly around me. I followed her immediately, pumping deep inside her, climaxing so intensely that for a moment I lost consciousness and saw stars behind my closed eyelids.

I stayed inside her until our breaths had calmed. »That’s what I needed,« she sleepily smiled.

»Sex?« I gave her a kiss and lay next to her, immediately pulling her to my side.

»You,« she whispered.

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