Who's the Boss Now (Managing the Bosses 3)

Warmth filled her at the thought of offering herself to him. There hadn't been a man in her past who thrilled her more, nor left her panting for another encounter. "I don't know, but it's not going to fly anymore. I'm so far beyond needy it's embarrassing." She turned and lifted her shirt as his hands clasped her thighs.

He lowered her onto him, taking time that they didn't have. The intense pressure of being impaled by a man of his size left her crying out.

"Fuck, Jamie," he growled and lifted his hips, pushing himself into her before she could sit back.

She cried out again and closed her eyes, leaning back and rolling her hips.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about. I'm your man. Take what you need when you need it, baby." He licked the side of her throat and brushed his fingers over her clit. "Rock against me. Come a few times and then I'll join you. Just work fast."

"Yeah," she mumbled and lifted her hips, her body fragmented over whether it was better to push forward against his fingers or back against his cock.

Alex's teeth pressed into the side of her neck as he growled low in his chest. Maybe waiting for a few days was better. It certainly made the sex more aggressive and carnal.

Heat burst from the center of her stomach, and she jerked up, not caring how she might look. Working him to work her was all that mattered. She slid her hands across his desk and bounced against him as his fingers dug into her hips, helping to lift her just before forcing her back down.

"Incredible," he panted and pushed her up, forcing her to stay bent over, but still standing. He leaned over the top of her and worked himself in and out with greater efficiency. She shuddered and bit her lip to keep from crying out as tremors of pleasure exploded inside of her. "That's one,” he huffed. “Give me another. I want it."

"Me too." She pressed her cheek to the cold marble desk top and lifted her ass a little higher to give him more room to play.

His deep grunts, mixed with the delicious smell of his cologne, had her spinning. Greedy hands raced across her clothed body, and she felt desired, beautiful, perfect. Only Alex could seem to do that for her. The desk moved beneath her due to his powerful thrusts, and she cried out, getting closer and closer to the edge of orgasm.

"So close," she mumbled against her hand.

"Good. This is just a precursor of what's to come. I'm going taste every inch of you and watch you enjoy every inch of me before I make love to your tight little body for hours. If not tonight... very soon. I need to hear you scream." His voice was low and gravelly.

That did it.

"Alex," she cried out and pushed back against him, rotating her hips as best she could as flames erupted from the center of her belly and spread down to her pleasure points, leaving her lost in the moment and not caring about anything but him.

"That's it, baby." He picked up his pace and leaned over, pressing his lips to the side of her face in sexy soft kisses. "I'm gonna join you. Would you like that?"

"Yes. Fuck yes." She turned as best she could and kissed him.

His strong fingers moved around to cup her chin as he deepened the kiss and groaned against her lips, losing himself inside of her.

Strong emotion swept over her and she forced back the burn of tears. He was everything she wanted and seemed to be right at the edge of being hers, but something held them back. He finished making love to her and stood, moving to clean himself up as he let out a long exhalation.

"I didn't realize how badly I needed you." He smiled as she stood and tugged her skirt back down.

"I did. I'm turning into a bitch and realized why this morning." She moved toward him, sliding her arms around his waist as he finished buttoning his slacks.

"Needed a good reminder that you’re every guy’s fantasy?" He wiggled his eyebrows and kissed her once more.

"I don't care about every guy. Just you." She nipped at his lips before moving back and bending over to pick up her panties. She wasn’t every guy’s fantasy, but he was every girl’s. She slid her panties into the small pocket of her skirt and walked to the door. "You have ten minutes. Good luck today."

"Thanks, Jamie. I'll see you in a bit. I feel incredible now."

"You should. You are incredible." She paused by the door, watching him as he rushed around to gather his notes and check his hair in the mirror. She'd lost him again, but it was alright. Having him hold her and remind her that they were still very much together as best they could be was enough.

Gina glanced up as Jamie walked out. "He ready to go? The meeting is in ten minutes."

"Yep. He's got his notes and he's fully prepared. Should be a win for us." Jamie moved toward the desk, pressing her arms against it and trying to act far more calm and collected than she was. A visit to the ladies’ room was in order, as well as a tall glass of ice water. For someone who had grown used to multiple love-making sessions in a day, her body was just getting warmed up for the long haul that wasn't happening.

"Great. I love that you can always cheer him up. We need to send your smiling face into all of the executives’ offices."

"Um, no." Jamie laughed and turned as Alex rushed out.

"I'll be back in two hours. Tell Mr. Barnes I'm running a bit late if I happen to," he barked out his commands to Gina and walked out the door, never giving Jamie another glance.