Bought by the Boss

I’m not in the least.

We’ve both been waiting for this moment. It just so happens that I want to show him all of me. I want him to touch, to taste, to own me. I reach up, tucking my finger into the strap of my dress, slowly sliding it down my shoulder. I look at his crotch and see his bulge; knowing I’m making a man like Liam Maxwell hard tightens my tummy.

When I slide the other strap off my shoulder, his gaze follows, slowly, pointedly showing me that he’s paying attention. I reach back and unzip my dress, my chest rising and falling with my heavy breaths. I keep my eyes on his face as I let my dress flutter to the floor. There, standing in white high heels, I watch as he feasts upon the view of me. It’s an addictive thing the way Liam looks at me.

He stalks me with his eyes.

His gaze roams over my white lace bra that I’d chosen purposely because it shows my dark nipples before moving on to my matching thong. When he looks at my face again, he orders, “Turn around.”

I smile, embracing the desire he feels for me, and spin, showing him my bare bottom. My eyes flutter, suddenly overwhelmed by the intensity at my back, pulsating in the air, when I hear the rattle of his belt and his clothes hitting the floor. Then he’s at my back, not touching me but he doesn’t need to. His presence itself is desire and my sex begins throbbing, greedy for his touch.

“Do you know how badly I want to fuck you, Aria?”

His voice is silk, igniting a shiver. “Yes,” I rasp.

He threads his fingers into my hair, and he’s tilting my head to the side, his lips lowering to my goosebump-covered flesh. “I’m not sure you can possibly understand the level of how insane you drive me.”

He cups my breasts, massaging them until he pulls the front of my bra down and has my nipples between his fingers and he’s squeezing them. “I do know because I want you as much,” I reply.

“No, Aria, this is not want,” he murmurs, squeezing my breasts harder. “This is ravenous need.” He slides one hand to my hair, fists the strands, and it’s right then that I feel like he’s taking over my body. “I wanted to fuck you slow. I wanted to savor every fucking inch of you.” He tilts my head further to the side and licks a slow line up my flesh. “But now…” He grinds his cock against my ass. “Now you’re close and all I want to do is get inside you.”

“Please,” I beg, wanting the same thing. Desperate for it, in fact.

His low moan makes me shiver, a promise of so much pleasure. “I want to take you bare this weekend,” he whispers in my ear. “Are you protected?”

I attempt to nod but his firm grip stops me, flooding me with wicked heat. “I have an IUD.”

He slides his other hand down my arm to my hip where he squeezes, rubbing his cock against me, teasing me with how thick and hard he is. “I don’t have unprotected sex, Aria. Ever. Not with anyone.”

His dick presses against my butt crack, and I can’t even care that I know for us to do this means something. I’m crossing lines I don’t cross with sexual partners, but I want to feel every goddamn inch of him without anything between us. “Neither do I.” I wiggle against him, searching for the tip of his cock.

“Is that a yes to no condom then?”

“Yes,” I whisper.

The tension he endures is obvious in the firmness of his body at my back. He’s stiff, fighting against his passion. I know why, and I turn in his arms, discovering eyes that are deadly for the way they control my body’s responses. My nipples tingle, sex clenches with desire. To be wanted so ravishingly is something I’m not sure I can ever let go of. “What are you waiting for?” I ask him.

His brows draw together tight. “I want to do this right.”

I press my hands against his face and state what we both want to hear. “Liam, I want you to fuck me until we’re both screaming. No more waiting. No more reasons stopping us. Take what you want.”

I can’t really say what happens next. All I know is one second I felt like I held all the control, and in the next second, my back is slammed against the wall. My legs are up around his waist and his thick cock is wildly fucking me. My chin lifts against the pleasure, eyes pinch shut, toes curling with every hard thrust that seems to have no beginning and no end. I know nothing else but the way he pounds into me. It’s dirty. It’s hard. It’s rough. It’s a loss of complete control that had been building up for three solid years.

His mouth is kissing mine but I can’t seem to kiss him back. All I can do is lose myself in how he’s driving himself inside me. I dig my fingernails into his back, letting him know I’m there, intense and overwhelmed by how amazing it feels to be touched and taken by him.

With a low growl, his lips move to my neck and he’s devouring me. His rough breathing makes its way to my ear while his hands grip my ass, pinning me to the wall. God, his cock is thick and big and he’s stretching me, not guiding me into pleasure but pulling satisfaction out of me. Though it’s when he leans away and looks at me, my legs falling slightly down his thighs, that I lose all control over my body.

He steals it away with his presence. Within those powerful depths of his eyes, I find my pleasure as he drives into me, hard and forceful. His jaw is tight, brows furrowed, and I read within his touch that I am his in this moment.

A sudden wave of pleasure has my head tipping back, my muscles stiffening against the surge of euphoria, and that’s when I hear him.

“Fuck,” he roars.

His cock swells inside me, pounding into me, somehow pressing against everything that I need him to press against inside me to send me soaring. While I break apart around him, losing myself in a satisfaction I’ve never known, I vaguely feel him bucking and jerking before I feel the warmth of his seed spilling inside me.

Many breathless minutes go by.

When I finally have the strength to open my eyes again, his cock is resting between us but still semi-hard. He’s got his knee between my legs, the only thing holding me up. I lift my head, discovering he’s not looking as satisfied as I feel. He’s not done with me, I can tell by the ravenousness nature of his gaze.