“Okay, do you know what the big surprise is?”
“Yes, but it’s a surprise. After the week you’ve had, I think you deserve it.”
“Fine, but I can’t wait to tell your sister’s my news. It’s the best thing that happened this shitty week.”
“What news is that?”
“That I’m your new boss.” I tease him smiling.
“Call yourself whatever you want. But behind closed doors, I think we both know who’s the boss.” He lowers his mouth to mine and kisses me gently. I wrap my arms around him, and he carries me to the bed.
“I don’t think so, I’m pretty sure I hold as much authority as you do.” I whisper against his lips.
“You think so? I’m not so sure about that. Maybe we should test that theory.” He kisses along my jawline.
“How should we do that?”
He rolls me on top of him. I straddle my knees on each side of his hips and grind against his erection.
I run my hands up his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it behind me. I sit up and stare at his chest thinking where I want to start.
“You gonna stare at me or prove you’re a badass?”
“Shut up, I’m trying to decide–”
I don’t finish my sentence because he flips us over and positions himself between my legs. “Babe, you were taking too long. I don’t need to decide because I already know. Let’s start with getting you undressed.”
He pulls my sweatshirt over my head and licks his lips when he sees I’m not wearing a bra. He uses one hand to massage one breast while sucking on the other. I push my chest into his touch and grind my hips against him. Using my hands to pull down his pants, I rub my fingers over his head and coat the tip with his moisture. I feel a sting and look down to see a bite mark on my boob.
He grins up at me and lowers himself kissing down my stomach until he reaches the waistband of my yoga pants. Instead of pulling them down he kisses me through the fabric
“There’s a wet spot on your pants, you want something from me?” He continues to kiss my thighs and massage my ass.
Bastard! He knows what he’s doing. He’s trying to make me beg.
“Nah, I’m okay.”
“Really, you sure you don’t need anything from me?” He moves back and uses his hand to cup me. His fingers glide back and forth over the fabric and my folds.
I raise my hips and push against his hand trying to cause friction. A little more and I’ll come against just his touch. “No, I’m okay.” My voice cracks.
He smirks down at me and removes his hand. Kneeling in front of me, he forces my knees apart and stares at my now drenched pants. Without saying a thing, he starts stroking himself. My pulse races watching him touch himself.
I try to reach him, but he scoots out of arms reach. His eyes are daring me to take over. I knife up and try to tackle him, but he braces, so we don’t roll over.
“Just tell me you want it, as soon as you admit it, we’ll both be better off. Tell me.”
“I fucking want you! Fine, you’re the boss.”
Once the words leave my mouth, he pushes me back and pulls my pants off. He slides into me easily, and I moan. I’m so worked up I could come on contact. I squeeze him tight with my thighs and suck on his neck. He doesn’t move for a few seconds and I try to calm down. One move and I could explode.
He moves, so our foreheads lay against one another and starts gliding in and out of me slowly. He nips gently at my lips and uses one hand to pinch my ass. I dig my heels into the bed and arch my whole body into his. He moves faster and my body tremors with anticipation. The sound of our bodies moving together fills the room. I buck up against him begging for release.
“Dec, I’m right there.”
“Let go baby, I need to feel you.”
I lose all control and yell his name into his neck. He moans and comes with me, panting against my cheek.