Falling for My Boss (One Night Stand 3)

“So you know your brother likes a girl, yet you still kissed her? You’re right. Your family is dysfunctional.”

“I didn’t kiss her because I wanted her. I kissed her to get my brother to act. Now shh,” he said as he removed his hand. “Get into the bath.”

“What?” I said, confused. “I just had a bath.”

“You just had a bath?” he sounded confused now.

“Don’t worry about it,” I said quickly and stepped into the tub. “It’s a bit hot.”

“You’ll get used to it,” he said. “Lay back.”

“Oh, okay,” I said and lay back. I could barely make out the outline of his face and I wondered if he was going to join me. “I thought I was the one in charge now?”

“No.” He laughed. “I never said you were in charge. I said the next time you wanted something, you should make the first move.”

“So you like to be in charge, huh?” I asked him softly as the water started to cover my body again.

“I don’t mind, but I have a feeling that you like me to be in charge.”

“I’m not sure why you think that,” I said and gasped as I felt his fingers splashing water over my body and then his palms lightly rubbing my nipples.

“I don’t think, I know,” he said and stepped back. I could hear him taking his clothes off. “What a pleasant end to the evening.”

“You would say that,” I said with a smile. “This wasn’t my plan when I came over, you know.”

“Of course it wasn’t.”

“It wasn’t!”

“And I’m saying of course it wasn’t. You came over to work.”

“Oh, shoot!” I exclaimed. “Should we get some work done first?”

“It can wait.” He laughed. “I’m in no rush.”

“I feel bad. Don’t we have that big conference next week?” My voice trailed off as I spoke. I wasn’t going to be at the conference next week, because my assignment would be over by then.

“We can talk about it later, or in the morning.” He laughed. “Don’t worry about it. I’m the boss. I make the decisions.”

“Yes, sir.” I made a face at him in the dark.

“I think you like that, don’t you?” he said.

“Like what?”

“Having someone be in control. Have someone dominating you. Having someone be your Sir.”

“No, I don’t. That’s never been something I’ve fantasized about,” I said softly.

“You like being spanked, though.” He growled. “You like being taken.”

“No,” I lied. I was still feeling turned on from the feel of his hand on my ass. “That’s not something I’ve ever been into.” Which was true, I’d never had a guy spank me before.

“I can’t say I’ve ever done anything like that either,” he said. “However, that movie got me to thinking.”

“Thinking what?”

“That experimentation could be fun.”

“You’re not experimenting with me!”

“Why not?”

“Because you don’t know me and I’m your assistant.”

“You know how ironic your comment is, right?” He laughed. “I don’t know you well enough to experiment with you, yet you’re sitting in my bathtub naked, waiting for me to fuck you.”

“You’re so crude.” I blushed. “I was just trying to be adventurous. I wanted to have some fun.”

“There’s nothing wrong with that. I see nothing wrong with a woman allowing her sexual urges to lead her.”

“I’m not letting my sexual urges lead me anywhere.”

“They lead you to my bed the first night you met me.”

“Are you calling me easy?”

“Not unless you’re calling me easy.” He laughed.

“I know everyone says this, but I’m not really a one-night stand girl. I’m not the girl that jumps into bed with every hot guy she meets.”

“I don’t care if you are. I don’t judge,” he said softly. “I’m not one of those guys. Whatever a man can do, a woman can do. And they should both be judged on who they are.”

“I guess that’s one plus of you having a sister,” I said softly, pleased at his words. “You’re more enlightened than most men.”

“Yeah, you have Liv to thank for that.” He laughed. “She’s put me in my place many a time.”

“I wish I could have met her.”

“Next time.”

“Yeah,” I said and held in a sigh.

“Okay, my clothes are off and I’m coming in,” he said, and I felt his leg next to mine as he stepped into the tub.

“We’re going to have a bath together?” I laughed.

“No.” He laughed and he leaned down and grabbed my hands. “Stand up.”

“Oh?”

“Just do as I say,” he said as he pulled me towards him. My wet body was slick over his dry one and my breasts crushed into his chest, slipping and sliding across his chest hair. “I want you to stand still.”

“Stand still?”

“You like to repeat what I say a lot, don’t you?”

“I’m just trying to figure out what’s going on.”