Page 57 of Runaway Bride for the Boss

“Good. That's good.” He takes his test results out of my hands. He tosses the envelope over his shoulder, grabs my face between his hands, and kisses me. Just as I start to cling to him, he breaks the kiss and orders, “take my belt off”. I do as he says, reaching down to the top of his pants until I feel the cold metal beneath my fingertips.

I’m lost in his mesmerizing eyes, the blues and greens darkening by the second as I continue to loosen the leather and then release the belt from his buckle. He reaches down to rip the belt from the loops. I tense not sure what he plans to do next, but he tosses it behind him.

“I thought you were going to tie me up or something,” I say huskily.

“Would you want me to tie you up, Autumn? Does that turn you on? The thought of leaving yourself completely vulnerable to me to do with you as I please?” he asks seriously.

“I-I don’t know.” My heart rate is increasing; my chest is heaving at the thought of being exposed to him with nothing I can do to stop him from having his way with me.

“I think if I reached beneath your skirt right now, I’d be pleased to find that it does. Are you wet for me right now, baby.”

All I can do is nod my head in shock with myself and my uncharacteristic brazenness. I am completely entranced by this man. There’s nothing I wouldn’t let him do to me. The truth is, I trust him entirely and know that anything he does would be incredibly pleasure-inducing. I’m suddenly aching to find out exactly what that might be like.

“All in good time, my love. Today is just about me and you, with nothing between us. I want to feel you Autumn. Ineedto feel every muscle in your body tense as you come around me and squeeze my cock so tight that I see stars. I want to see the look in your eyes when I first thrust into your soaked pussy,” hecontinues as his eyes burn into mine. “And today, I want your hands on me.”

“Eyes on me until I tell you that you can look away.” His hands go to his tie to loosen the knot before he tugs the tie off, which is weirdly sexy. I lick my lips with anticipation as he shrugs his jacket off. I’m finally about to see him fully naked. Last time I was too lost in pleasure, and then I somehow knocked my glasses off so I couldn’t really see him in all his glory.

He undoes his shirt buttons, exposing the top of his mysterious tattoos, then continues to slowly unbutton his entire shirt before I reach up to push it off his shoulders. The sight of him steals my breath, and I gasp softly as I take in his rigid pecs and thick abs. He towers over me, his presence looming, but I never look away.

I trace my fingers over his chest and the markings there. His tattoo is intricate and elegant, comprised of a fleur de lis with vines that spread to his shoulders like a crest. He bends to push his trousers down, then stands back up in only his tight Calvin Klein briefs that sit little low on his lean hips, his arousal now very obvious.

“Look at me, Autumn.” My eyes shoot back up to his face. “Good girl.”

He stalks toward me and curls a finger under my chin as he leans in. His other hand burns through my dress where it lands on my waist. My eyes slide closed momentarily as his lips cover mine in a sweet kiss that I let myself fall into.

His hand goes to my back, and he slowly unzips my dress. He takes a step back and the dress falls to the floor, leaving me in just my bra and panties. They are of matching black lace, and from the look in his eyes, he approves.

His eyes darken as he watches me, and I can’t stop my eyes from falling to his cock, which is now rock hard. “Take yourhair down,” he commands, his tone raspy. “I like it loose and natural.”

So do I. “I was going for a professional look,” I explain as I lift my hands to take out the pins holding my hair in place.

“Fuck that,” he growls, encroaching into my space. His long fingers sink into my hair and massage my sore scalp. I moan loudly and melt into him. My nipples tighten and pebble under my bra. My core clenches. This man.

One hand continues massaging my scalp, while he trails the other down my back, where he expertly unhooks my bra with one squeeze. Both hands move up to my shoulders to drag the straps down and toss my bra to the floor.

He leans down and nuzzles the hard peak of one nipple, then he draws it into his hot mouth, flicking it with his tongue. I let out another moan as my hands sink into his hair, cradling his head to me. He sucks harder, tugging my nipple between his teeth. I whimper, clearly loving it.

He switches his attention to my other breast as his hands move down my sides to my waist, and he tugs my panties down to my knees. I do a little shimmy to make them fall to my ankles. Alex shifts back and takes me with him, making me step out of them.

He straightens, leaving my nipples wet and aching and pushes me until the back of my knees hit the bed. I let my knees fold and sit on the bed. Then he goes to his knees in front of me. “Spread your legs for me,” he commands. I do as I’m told. “Wider.”

I'm fully exposed, watching him take me in. His dark eyes are focused between my legs, and his hands slowly stoke the small tuft of hair growing there. He licks his lips before flashing his eyes up to mine. He stares me down as he runs his fingers down my center. I thrust my hips toward him in response.

I’m so wet that his fingers slide around easily, caressing every soft crevice he can find and stoking the fires of my lust. I place my hands on the bed behind me and rest on them, hot and dizzy with pleasure.

He strokes my clit, earning a breathy moan from my lips. “Do you like to watch me, Autumn?” I nod in approval, then gasp when he thrusts two fingers into me, his digits big enough to make me feel full. He adds a third, and I grab his arm with a whimper.

“Shhh, you can take it baby. You took me, didn’t you?” His voice is soft, and his thumb moves to my clit, where he works it in tight circles. Again and again and again, making my deep muscles convulse around him as I throw my head back.

“There you go, I knew you could take it.” He places a gentle kiss on my inner thigh, the kiss too light for the way his fingers are invading my core. He flicks my clit faster and faster, thrusting his fingers in and out of me harder, sending sparks of pleasure through me.

“Oh Jesus,” I groan, shuddering as his thick fingers probe even deeper. I relish the relentless pressure of his thumb on my clit. “Oh God, Alex. Alex. Alex!” I call out, collapsing back on the bed as an orgasm rips through me.

I whimper, arching up on the bed as spasm after spasm wracks my body. The delicious tingles continue endlessly, and I nearly black out when his middle finger curls inside me.

“Fuck. Yes, that’s it, baby. Keep coming for me.” He leans forward to draw my clit into his mouth. He sucks hard on the bud, and black spots flash behind my lids as I’m catapulted into another climax hot on the tails of the last.

“Fuck, look at you strangling my fingers. I’m going to fuck you so hard,” he growls against my clit as he relentlessly works his tongue over me. He stays on me until I come down from my high.

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