Going All the Way - Forbidden Hot Boss Romance

“You’re so fucking sexy, Brenda.”

“You make me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.”

I slid back and forth on his cock, trapping him between my folds, loving how the head hit off my clit every time I moved.

“That’s because you are.” Reaching up, he grabbed my breasts and thumbed my nipples. Thrilling zaps shot straight between my legs. My back arched, and I pressed into his touch.

“Fuck me, Brenda. Slide onto my dick. I want to feel you come.”

Moving back, I curled my palms around his shaft and brought him to my entrance. With my eyes locked on his, I eased down. The heady feel of him opening me up would be something I would forever love and crave.

When he was fully seated, I pressed my hands to his chest and ground my hips against him. I leaned over until my nipples brushed over his lips. Opening his mouth, Tanner flicked his tongue over each one before sucking and nibbling to the point I almost came.

My hips picked up speed, and a dull persistent ache throbbed through my clit. I sat up and anchored my hands on his thighs, thrusting my breasts forward.

Tanner brought his fingers to my clit and circled them around and around, hauling me to the precipice.

My breath caught deep in my throat. I released his thighs and brought my hands to my breasts, tweaking and pulling my nipples. I squeezed my eyes shut and focused on the undulating sensations radiating from my core.

A heady, floating feeling overtook me as I climaxed, shattering into millions of tiny pieces. My inner muscles clamped down, never wanting to release his cock, needing to hold him inside forever.

I soared higher and higher. My orgasm lasted for what seemed like an eternity. Eventually, I glided back down, and when I opened my eyes, I was met by Tanner’s smiling face.

“I love watching you come. I love how flushed your skin gets, how you grab your tits, and how you call my name.”

“Come in me,” I rasped. “Let me see what I do to you.”

Tanner held onto my hips and slammed me up and down. Desire contorted his face, and he squeezed his eyes closed. His back arched off the floor, and his hold on me became punishing. I grabbed his hands and tightened my inner muscles.

He bit out a curse and called my name. When he came, he roared and groaned. Slamming me up and down with a fierceness I didn’t know he had inside him.

His body gave way, and he flopped onto his back, dragging me down onto his fast-rising chest. He stroked his fingers through my hair and pressed kisses to my head. “Thank you for coming back into my life. I didn’t know how much I hadn’t been living without you. Today is the first day of the rest of our lives.”

“I love you, Tanner. I always will.” I snuggled into his arms and closed my eyes. Today truly was the first day of the rest of our lives.Epilogue - BrendaOne Year LaterSun streamed through the stained-glass windows, and feeling more excited than I’d ever been in my life, I started my walk down the aisle to where my husband-to-be stood.

Liz, wearing a coral off the shoulder bridesmaid dress, walked a few feet in front of me. My baby sister was finishing up her freshman year at Stanford University, where she was fast becoming their star athlete. I couldn’t be prouder of everything she’d achieved.

All of our guests turned to look at me and grinned, whispering how beautiful I looked. Lace adorned my long-sleeved, V-neckline dress, and my ballgown skirt puffed out. I’d opted for lilies and white roses for my flowers and wore my hair in soft waves. I looked every inch the fairytale princess.

Principal Santino, his wife, and members of the St. Brigid’s track team sat at the front along with our family members. Over the past year, I’d gotten to know the girls well. When I wasn’t studying or working, I offered them private lessons.

Tanner had sold his house in Whispering Falls and had bought a place within walking distance to his new school and a ten-minute drive to my college. The public school he’d accepted a job at didn’t have much of an athletics program before he started, but his kids were already bringing home medals and trophies. There were no more rumors about him, his students, or faculty members, but his nickname, Coach Cutie, had followed him. Something he secretly loved no matter how much he said he didn’t.

Soon after Miranda quit the team, she got a DUI and was sent on a six-month wilderness program by her parents. The program was supposed to help wayward teens get back on track, but from what I’d heard, she was still raising hell and causing havoc. I hoped she would eventually get her life on track.