Wife to the Boss (Managing the Bosses 6)
“You're corrupt.” She laughed and shifted, moving
closer as she pressed her lips to his thick shoulder and wrapped her fingers around his erection, stroking him slowly as her tongue darted out to lick at his neck.
“Only with you.” He glanced over at her and stole a quick kiss. “You messing with me while I'm driving is almost as bad as you being on the top of that ladder. It's dangerous.”
She pulled her hand away. “You want me to stop?”
He reached over and took her hand, putting it back in his lap and shaking his head. “Nope. You might not have any sense of balance, but I'm not going to go tumbling backwards.”
She nipped at his ear. “Too much.”
“Too soon?” He laughed and lifted his hips, thrusting into her hold and causing desire deep down inside of her to wake up and growl.
Screw dinner. Maybe the drive back could wait, too. Or Alex could step on it.
Chapter 4
“I'm going to start the grill.” Alex glanced over his shoulder as Jamie watched him rifle through the groceries.
“Oh no, you aren’t. Not yet.” She smiled as she ran her tongue and teeth over her lower lip before she turned, walking into the living room and dropping down on the edge of sofa.
“I'm not?” He glanced out of the kitchen and lifted his eyebrows.
“Get over here, Alex Reid. Three days without feeling your skin against my fingers or tongue is far too long.” She worked her long hair into a messy bun and reached for him as he moved to stand in front of her.
He touched the side of her hair, petting her softly as his breathing hitched. “How did I get so lucky?”
“No clue.” She glanced up and tugged at the button on his pants, keeping her eyes on him as she unzipped his jeans and pushed them over his hips.
His tight black underwear looked delicious against his taunt stomach. She leaned forward and gripped his hips, digging her fingers in the side of his rear. Her lips brushed by his stomach muscles as she breathed in and groaned.
“I swear I'm addicted to you.” She licked her way down to the top of his briefs and tugged them over his erection, enjoying immensely how his cock popped from its prison to stand thick and hard for her.
“Don't ever let that change.” He slid his hand into her hair as she slipped her fingers over his silky shaft and moved up, licking slow circles around the tip of him.
A groan lifted from his lips as he tugged her hair a little to encourage her to stop playing and start working him. She knew his antics, but enjoyed—almost too much—teasing him to the point of aggression.
“Take it, Jamie. Please.” He glanced back down, his blue eyes brilliant against his tan face and dark goatee.
“Anything for you, baby.” She pressed her lips over his swollen flesh and pressed toward him, working him slow as her fist tightened around the base of his erection. She tugged with her hand, her lips pressing to her fingers as he reached out and gripped her shoulders, arching his back and working himself into her.
He was beyond sexy in his unashamed need to take pleasure from her.
“So good,” he huffed as his fingers tightened on her shoulders.
“Mmmhmm.” She picked up the pace, working to touch every inch of him with her hands or tongue.
Moments later, he went board-stiff and cried out.
Jamie smiled and forced herself to work harder as he came, moaning her name as he did. She drank him as he glanced down and palmed the side of her face, his eyes glassy, his lips parted as he panted.
“So beautiful, baby. So fucking beautiful.” He moved back and reached down, pulling her up and kissing her roughly. “Dinner is gonna have to wait.”
“I agree.” She ran her hands over his hips and squeezed his ass, groping him as he cupped her face and make love to her mouth with an intensity that left her dizzy. “I need you. All over me.”
“Good. That's what you're getting.” He moved back before bending over slightly and picking her up, one strong arm behind her back, and the other tucked under her knees. “That felt too good.”
“I want more.” She smiled and pulled his face toward hers as he toted her to the bedroom and carefully set her down.