Falling for My Boss

“Unless it’s you telling me you’re married or in a relationship, then there is nothing I need to know.” He shook his head and kissed my lips hard before pulling back. “The only other thing I need to know is if you like it slow or fast.”

“Oh,” I said, feeling my face going red as I gazed back at him in shock. I didn’t know what else to say. In fact, I remained silent as he dropped some cash on the bar and led me out of the restaurant and to his car. I knew I was being incredibly stupid by going with a strange man, but in that moment I didn’t care. In that moment all I wanted to know was just how fast was fast and just how slow was slow.

Chapter Four

I felt like a giddy schoolgirl as I entered Scott’s house. I looked inside eagerly and was surprised to see that it was clean and tidy. In fact, it was in immaculate condition and I wondered at how a guy could be cleaner than me. It was a bit embarrassing to admit that his house was better put together than mine, but then he looked like he had a lot more money than I did as well.

“Welcome to my humble abode,” he said with a grin as he closed the door behind me. “Would you like another drink?”

“No, thanks,” I said and stared at the photos on the brick mantelpiece. “Are these your brothers and sisters?” The photos were surrounded by little souvenirs from what I assumed were his travels. I looked down and saw some dark spots in the fireplace and realized that it was a working fireplace.

“Yes.” He nodded. “That’s the entire clan: Chett, Aiden, Gabby, and Liv.” He pointed them out in the photo and smiled lovingly as he looked at his family members.

“Who’s the other girl?” I asked, slightly jealous as I wondered if that was Scott’s girlfriend. “There are three girls in the photo.”

“That’s my sister’s best friend, Alice. She’s like my sister and may very well be one day.” He grinned then.

“Oh?”

“She and my brother have a thing for each other.” He walked over to his big white couch and sat down. “If they ever figure it out, that is.” He rolled his eyes and waved me over to him.

“They don’t know?”

“My brother is waiting for her to grow up or something before he makes a move.” Scott rolled his eyes. “He doesn’t know how to just go for what he wants.”

“Unlike you, right?” I grinned as I walked over to the couch and sat next to him. It was soft and comfortable and I leaned back into the soft cushions and gazed in front of me. He had a big reclaimed wood coffee table with some magazines on it. I could see GQ and some car magazine. There was an old beer bottle on top of the GQ and some peanut shells on the table. I grinned to myself as I realized he wasn’t a total clean freak.

“I go for what I want.” He nodded and undid his tie. “What’s the point in wasting time?”

“So what do you want?” I asked softly as I watched his nimble fingers pulling his tie off. I wanted to reach out and touch it to see how soft it was, but I didn’t.

“A hot blonde in my bed tonight,” he said and started to unbutton his shirt. I could see some small dark chest hairs on top of his golden skin and I swallowed hard. He really was sexy as hell.

“Does she have to be a natural blonde?” I reached over and undid the rest of the buttons on his shirt. I wanted to text Lacey and tell her how forward I was being. I knew she wouldn’t believe that it was actually me here on this couch. She wouldn’t believe that I, Elizabeth Jeffries, was letting go and just going for what I wanted. She’d be proud of me, but she wouldn’t believe it.

“Depends,” he said and he grabbed my fingers and ran them down his hard abs.

“On what?” I asked breathlessly.

“Depends on if you’re one or not.”

“Oh,” I said and scratched my fingernails across his nipples.

“Oh, you’re Catwoman, huh?” He licked his lips and I felt his fingers rubbing against my stomach as he pulled my halter-top up.

“Not really,” I said and leaned down and took his nipple in my mouth and sucked it. I heard and felt his intake of breath and grinned. “Ooh,” I said as I felt his hands pulling me onto his lap and sliding up my ass. “What are you doing?”

“You’re not the only one who can be a tease.” He sucked on my earlobe as his hands pulled my skirt up. I could feel his hands molding my butt cheeks as his fingers slipped inside of my panties. I groaned inwardly as I remembered I was wearing boy shorts as opposed to a sexy thong.

“No, I’m not,” I said as I reached down and rubbed the front of his pants. He felt thick and hard beneath my fingers and I swallowed hard.

“Like what you feel?” he said with a grin and it was then that I realized that he was as cocky as he was hot.

“Perhaps.”

“Only perhaps?” He raised an eyebrow and jumped up. I watched in amusement as he pulled his pants and boxers down in one fell swoop. I stared at his naked cock and swallowed hard again as it flopped around in front of me. It was magnificent and I was slightly overwhelmed as I stared at it.

“What do you think now?” he said and grabbed my hand and pulled it towards his manhood. I placed my fingers around it gently and ran my fingers up and down his shaft.

“It’s not bad,” I said silkily and he laughed as he sat back down next to me.

“Not bad, huh?”

“That’s what I said.” My fingers clasped his cock tighter and he groaned as he leaned back against the couch.