"This is interesting." She glanced up at Alex. "Don't you think?"
"Nope. I could have called it. I'm wise like that."
"It's why you're the boss, right?"
"The boss of you." He took off after her as she turned and ran toward the bedroom, yelling for him to stop as he laughed.
Chapter 16
Alex caught Jamie before she reached the bedroom, and pulled her to him, pressing his lips against hers. “You love the boss, don’t you?” he whispered between kisses.
“He’s a very good kisser,” Jamie whispered back as their lips met again and again. She immediately stopped trying to get away and leaned into Alex, who began stroking her back. When his hand moved down, she moaned into his mouth and reached up, gripping his shirt and pushing him against the wall.
Alex’s one hand stayed against her back as the other moved to the front. He undid her button and zipper and dragged her pants down over her derrière. He paused in his kissing when his hands touched her bare skin. “You wearing a thong?” he asked.
She grinned as she moved her hips against him. “Maybe.”
His fingers traced the curvature of her glutes and found the string of her thong. He moved his fingers over her crack, sliding up and down.
Jamie sighed and stepped back, slipped out of her pants, and stood in only her white blouse and black thong.
“What color’s your bra?” Alex asked, leaned against the wall and enjoying the view.
“Do you want to see?” Jamie began unbuttoning her top. She opened it but didn’t take it off. The black lace matched the small lace part of the front of her thong.
“Spin around. Slowly,” he demanded.
She did as he asked, noting his breath catch as she turned and lifted her arms so she could bury her fingers in her hair and lift it up, off from the heat burning on her neck. Raising her arms, she lifted the edge of her blouse to give him a slightly better view of her derrière.
She stopped when she faced him again, enjoyed the cocky look of desire on his face and knowing she had been the one to create it. She reached out and grabbed his wrist, guiding his hand beneath her thong.
Alex swallowed hard, his face tight with concentration as he deftly slid two fingers along her silky, wet skin.
As he reached lower, Jamie brought her head back and placed one hand on Alex’s shoulder to steady herself. “Please… yes,” she gasped.
His fingers found her nub and he began to squeeze and rub it. She arched against his hand and his fingers dipped lower into her folds. While his thumb played with her nub, he slid two fingers in and out of her. Jamie’s mouth sagged open as her breathing grew ragged, and she tightened and clenched against his fingers. Lightning bolts of pleasure shot through her and she said Alex’s name over and over again in a hoarse whisper.
Finally, the tremors subsided. She fell against him and grabbed his wrist again. This time she drew it to her mouth and kissed his fingers. “You’re very good with your hands.” She grinned wickedly and sucked one finger into her mouth before stepping back and bursting into a run, disappearing into the bedroom. She poked her head around the corner to wait for him.
“You are so fucking going to get it,” Alex called out and jogged after her, stripping out of his clothes as he went.
Jamie pu
shed him flat onto the bed and pulled the only remaining piece of clothing off him—his boxer-briefs. “You know,” she said, “you could be in underwear commercials.”
He tucked his handed under his head and laughed. “Billionaire tycoon Alex Reid decides to get his near- naked body plastered on all of the city walls in advertisement. What do you think the papers would do with that?”
Jamie shook her head. “On second thought, I don’t want all the women in the city having orgasms because of you. That’s my job.”
He grinned. “And you are very good at your job, Ms. Connors.”
She climbed onto the bed and straddled him. Holding his erection in her left hand, she parted her pussy with her right hand and sank onto him. “Fuck,” she cried out as her hands reached for his chest to steady herself as she began to ride him. “You feel so good inside me.”
Alex’s hands reached for her ass. “Not arguing with you there,” he grunted as he began working himself in and out of her.
Jamie’s fingers slid down Alex’s chest to his tight abs.
“You… are… so… fuck!” Alex’s hips hitched upward as his need cut off his words.