Page 12 of The Boss's Revenge

“What are you doing?” Rocco asked, his eyes frozen on the inches of my legs, gradually revealing as I wriggled slowly out my pants.

“Being honest. Isn’t that what you wanted from me?” I asked him, my voice throaty and raw.

“That’s just the beginning of the things I want from you, Kira,” Rocco said. “But, it’s a start.” Just then, the lock turned and the loud click was like a starting pistol. Rocco pushed off the door and came at me, dark desire in his eyes.

I didn’t know if he hauled me to him, or if I jumped him, but suddenly, I was in his arms. He sat me on the desk, and cleared anything off that was in the way, sending it tumbling to the ground with a crash. One of his large hands cradled the back of my head, fisting my hair, and the other came to rest on my throat, not pressing just holding. His fingertips stroked against my thumping pulse point.

“It’sthestart,” he said, his fingers flexing against my throat. “Now, you’re mine.”

CHAPTER 9

Rocco

She stared up at me with wide eyes, her pupils blown with want, her petal-soft lips parted. It was the hottest sight I’d ever seen. This wild, untameable woman, pliant and soft in my hands. I could feel her excitement under my fingertips, her pounding pulse. She wanted me. This untouchable woman wanted me. I felt like a king, as I stared down at her, tilting her head back. She was like an unbroken filly allowing itself to be touched, a comparison I was pretty sure would get me knifed if I shared it right now. An unspoken agreement to belong to me, just for this moment, and I was going to take it.

And I was going to enjoy it.

Releasing her hair I moved to her breasts, the hard points of her nipples were poking through her thin black top. I moved my hand over them, squeezing them, pinching the peaks until she gasped. I moved the hand from her throat upward to cup her jaw and slid my thumb into her mouth.

“Let’s practice how this is going to go,cara mia. Suck on it,” I urged.

Her eyes flared, her natural need to disagree with everything I said tempting her to disagree, but her mouth closed over my finger anyway, and she sucked on it.

“Good girl, so in some cases, you’re good at taking directions, is that it? I guess when I want you to do something, I need to get you naked, and wet,” I muttered filthily to her, thrusting my thumb in and out her mouth a few times, enjoying the sight of her lips fastened around the digit. It was like putting your arm in a tiger’s mouth and walking away unscathed.

There was a dark, possessive thrill in holding control over Kira that I could get addicted to if I wasn’t already.

I noticed the way her eyes rounded at my phrasing.

“Do you like it when I call you my good girl?” I wondered, as I tugged her top off and her small, perfect bare tits were finally freed to my eyes.

She moaned quietly around my thumb, as I leaned in and latched my mouth around her pink little buds, lathing my tongue back and forth. She arched her back, her hands falling to my shoulders and sinking into my hair.

“If you pull my hair like that when I suck your tits,cara mia, I can’t wait to see you fall apart when I lick your cunt.” I sank to my knees, pushing her legs wide as I went, my thumb leaving her mouth with a soft pop.

“Rocco,” she said in a strangled gasp as I pulled her panties to the side, taking in her glistening, pink center, before looking up at her. “I’ve never-,” she bit off, clamping her teeth down on her lip to hold her words inside.

“You’ve never what?” My disbelief hung in my voice. “I know you’ve come before like this because I can still taste you.”

I dropped my attention back to her, leaned in, and licked. The knowledge that she must have only been with inept, selfish lovers before who weren’t eating her out until she screamed, made this experience even more special. All her pleasure would be mine to command.

I set myself to my task, licking her in long, languid movements, and wet my finger in her want, before dipping itinside her. She was tight, tight as hell, and working two fingers in took time. I focused my tongue on her clit, flicking it with precision, driving her toward an edge she seemed slightly scared off, from the way she was clutching at my arms. In one moment her hands pulled me deeper and next, tried to push me away.

I spoke against her twitching flesh. “Someone isn’t good at letting go, are they? You have no choice, Kira. I’m the one in control, and there’s no way to escape coming hard against my face. Be a good girl, and let yourself go,” I told her, angling myself up to catch her eye. “I’ve got you.”

Then I leaned in and sucked her clit into my mouth, rolling it with my tongue and carefully biting down on the puffy bundle of nerves. My fingers hammered into her now and the sound of her wetness filled the quiet room. Her fingers dug into my head, and then, she was crying out. A sharp cry and her muscles tensed around me, crushing my fingers with her insane grip. She came for what felt like forever, and I enjoyed teasing her through every throbbing second.

When her muscles went slack, I moved up her body, tugging down her soaked panties as I went.

“That was fucking amazing,” I murmured, kissing her hard as my hand worked the front of my pants open, and finally freed my raging hard-on. I was so hard it hurt and all I could think about was being inside her. I pushed her legs wider and lined myself up with her entrance, sliding the rounded head of myself up and down over her soaking folds before sinking just inside.

“Holy shit,” I muttered, resting my forehead against hers. “I’m not going to ask if you’re on birth control, because you’re pregnant, remember?” I pushed her.

She was silent.

Pressing a little further in, I leaned away and caught her expression.

Was she going to stop me and blow her little ruse, or was she really pregnant? Her eyes slid from mine and could feel the tension in her lithe body. Pressing forward a little more, I was about to demand the truth when I felt it.

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