The Boss (Managing the Bosses 1)

She checked the oven, her phone to see if Alex had texted during the long drive. He still wasn't back. So she settled on the couch facing the window, her back to the kitchen, and opened the laptop. She was right about most of his history. It was the usual mundane things. He had looked up several websites on managing personal and professional lives, though, as well as articles about reconciling with family. She glanced at the picture on the wall. They all looked close and happy in that photo. Happier than Alex had ever looked at work. But when she looked closer she realized it was several years old. Alex couldn't have been older than twenty. Was it possible that they had become estranged over time? It wasn’t something she could bring up casually over dinner. This was none of her business.

She scrolled through a few more and then her cursor hovered over a website not like the rest. It was definitely a porn site. No doubt about that. She bit her lip. What did Alex Reid fantasize about in bed? Before she could think better about it, she clicked on it. Pictures of women being fucked filled the screen. Heart racing, she quickly scrolled down to see short videos and teasers. She couldn’t stop looking, her own body becoming aroused as she went through pictures of women sucking men's cocks and women spreading their legs as men slipped inside of them. She didn't dare turn on one of the videos, scared of coming right on Alex's couch, but looked through the pictures, moisture pooled between her legs.

"You are making it very hard to be a gentleman."

Jamie jumped and slammed the laptop lid shut. "I-I d-didn't hear you c-come in," she stammered. She’d never been so embarrassed in her life.

"I can tell." The tone of his voice giving away nothing.

She bit her lip and his eyes immediately went to her mouth. “Sorry.” She didn’t know what else to say.

"I can honestly say I’ve never come home to a woman watching porn.”

“I am so sorry.” She wished the ground would open and swallow her up.

“Don’t be.”

“Excuse me?” She noticed a corner of his mouth curve upwards.

“That’s probably the coolest thing I’ve seen you do. And the highlight of my day.”

He hadn’t realized she had been going through his personal history. Another thought occurred to her. “Please don’t think I do this during work time. I’ve never...” She let her voice trail off, the need to defend only seemed to be making her look guiltier.

“Do you enjoy torturing me?"

Her breathing quickened as he took a step toward her. He came close, but not close enough for her to feel him. She desperately wanted him to do what she’d seen on the website to her. It was completely unprofessional, completely wrong and yet she couldn’t stop thinking about it. She’d apologize and deal with it in the morning if he would just force her to spread her legs so she could beg him to slip inside of her.

"If you don't want this to go any further, then I suggest you leave right now," he said, his voice low and husky.

Jamie didn't move. If she had any sense at all she would leave right now. But she was rooted to the spot. She wanted him so badly, more than she had ever wanted anyone else and she knew he wanted her. It’s just physical release. Nothing more.

"Jamie, if you don't leave, I will take you," he said tersely. "It’ll change everything."

"Fuck me," she whispered. “Please.”

He groaned and pulled her to him, his mouth claiming hers roughly. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he kissed her, forcing his tongue inside her mouth. Every part of her tingled as his hands roamed her body, sending trails of fire over her skin. She attacked him just as fiercely, slipping her fingers beneath his shirt to explore every inch of his hot, chiseled chest. He shivered beneath her touch.

"Please, Alex," she murmured. "Please."

He groaned and kissed her neck, grabbing her shirt and pulling it up so he could hold her breasts. “You have me," he whispered as he kissed each breast. “I want to fuck you right here.”

“Then do it.” She pulled her shirt off and reached for the clasp of her bra.

His hands covered hers and stopped her. “No, not here.” He picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. Jamie made no move to stop things as he set her on the bed. "You're so perfect.” His eyes roamed over her upper body and down her jeans, scorching her body as if he could set her on fire with just his gaze.

She wasn’t perfect. Far from it. “You have the perfect body.” She grinned wickedly as she grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing his muscled torso. She bit her lip as his eyes pierced her and he moved toward her before claiming her mouth once again.

"You're mine," he said, his hands gripping her hips. "You're fucking mine, Jamie."

She smiled and then gasped as he kissed her neck again. She was completely his and that was perfectly fine with her. The boldness she had felt earlier after her shower returned. He needed to know how much he was hers as well. Jamie flipped him over onto his back deftly before grabbing his hands and pinning them above his head. She kissed his mouth and then worked her way down his torso. Every kiss she gave him made his mouth open in a silent gasp of pleasure. She sucked lightly on each of his nipples and kissed his stomach lightly, watching it twitch with every touch. When her lips reached the band of his pants she took her finger and hooked it on the inside of it gently, never taking her eyes off of his face. She was fascinated by the waves of emotions playing across his face as she slowly unzipped his pants. Lust, need, and ecstasy were all there for the picking

His swollen cock pressed against his boxer briefs and she slipped her hand around it. Alex’s eyes closed in pleasure. When she put her lips around it he yelped, and bucked under her. "Jamie," he said hoarsely. "If you don't stop, I'm going to come."

The power she had over him gave her a thrill and she licked him gently, feeling him squirm from under her. She wasn’t going to stop. She grinned wickedly, he might be a dominating force in the boardroom, but she was the dominating one in the bedroom.

When he started to shake as he trembled to control himself, she quickly let him go.

Alex looked at her, wide-eyed and gasping. "Are you trying to kill me?"