Page 42 of Grumpy Boss of the Year

"So, you're telling me you're strong?"

"I'm telling you I could balance your naked body on my?—"

"I'm sure you can." I grin and step back. "Stand over there." I point to the window, and he walks over reluctantly. I run my fingers through my hair and stare at him standing there, looking handsome and manly. I walk back over to the record player and pick a record at random to play. I want some music. I turn back around and close my eyes. My fingers move to the buttons on my blouse and undo them slowly. I open my eyes again and look over at Liam. His eyes haven't left me. I slide the blouse off and let it drop to the floor. My fingers move to the top of my skirt and I sashay over to him.

He takes a step forward, but I put my hand up and shake my fingers at him.

"No, no, no." I grin, pulling my skirt down and stepping out of it. Liam inhales deeply as he takes me in. I'm wearing a lacy black bra and an itty-bitty thong. I take another step forward. "Carry me to the bed," I command, and I giggle in surprise as he immediately picks me up, carries me over, and places me down gently. I rest my head against one of his pillows and wiggle around to get comfortable. "Take off my panties."

His eyes sparkle as he nods. I feel his fingers on the side of my hips, and I shake my head.

"With your teeth."

"You're enjoying bossing me around, aren't you?"

"Not your time to talk." I lick my lips and try not to shiver as he bends down and grabs the top of my thong with his frontteeth. He nuzzles his nose into my stomach and pulls down in one swift motion. I moan as the cool air teases my tingling parts. Liam stands there with my thong in his mouth, and I shudder as he takes a deep sniff of my panties and then grunts.

I sit forward and wave him over. "Now take off my bra."

He reaches behind me and unclasps my bra, letting the straps fall down before he pulls it forward. I feel his thumb gently caressing a nipple as he takes the bra off.

"Oops." He winks at me, and I tut at him.

"Back to the window," I say as I lie back on the bed. He doesn't move, and I glare at him. "Liam Gallagher, you have to do what I say."

"What if I want a better view?" He steps toward me and sits on the bed. "What if I want to study your beautiful body? Memorize every single part of you." He stares at my breasts, and then his eyes move down my entire naked body. When they reach my stomach, I spread my legs wide. “You’re so wet.” He grunts as he stares at my pussy. I reach my fingers down and touch myself gently.

“I suppose I am.” I run my fingers over my clit, and he stills. His eyes meet mine again in shock, and I just smile. I lean my head back and close my eyes. "Tell me what you want to do to me," I whisper as I play with myself."

"I want to touch you." He groans. "I want to slide my fingers into your pussy and feel your body trembling for me. I want to suck on those juicy nipples and make them hard. I want to slide my hard cock between your lips." He groans as my body starts trembling. I continue to rub myself, feeling more turned on than I ever have in my life. Who knew this would be something so satisfying? "Open your eyes, Elisabetta," he mutters as I move my fingers faster and faster. I'm breathing heavily now and moaning. My eyes fly open, and I can see how serious he is as he gazes at me. "Do you know how fucking hot you look right now?"

"Mm-hmmmm." I moan and because I can't help myself, I grab his hand and place it between my legs. “Feel how wet I am?”

“Fuck yes.” He groans as he slides his fingers back and forth. My body bucks at his touch. “You like that, don’t you?” He shifts closer to me. He slides a finger inside of me, and I cry out. "You want to come for me..? You want my big cock inside of you?" His thumb brushes my clit as he plays with me, and I want nothing more. "This is what you want, isn't it?" He slides another finger inside of me, and I know I'm about to orgasm. I grab his hand and push it away.

"I don't need your help," I whisper as I replace his fingers with my own. I close my eyes again and pretend that it's him still touching me. Seconds later, I find myself coming hard and fast. My entire body is on fire, and I breathe in and out for a few moments before I look back at him. His eyes are dark, and he looks flabbergasted. I grin at him. "Fuck, that felt good." I bite down on my lower lip and squeeze my breasts together. "Hope you enjoyed the show."

"You know full well that I did." He runs his fingers through his hair and shakes his head. "In fact, I wanted to be a part of the show." He looks completely taken aback. "I'm hoping to God that I don't wake up in two minutes and find out this was the best dream of my life." He grins. "In fact, I..." He pauses as his phone starts ringing, and I stare at him, hoping that he's not going to ruin the moment by answering the phone. I just want to be here with him, in the moment, flirting, teasing, being crazy. I want to forget the real world exists for a few more moments. I don't know what has come over me, but I know that I'm loving discovering more about myself. And I'm enjoying that it's happening with him. A month ago, I didn't even know this man existed, but now, he is an integral part of my day-to-day life, and I’m not even sure how that happened.

Chapter Ten

Liam

My breath catches as I stare at Elisabetta as she lies there, panting, her fingers touching places I wish I could. She opens her eyes slowly, languidly, and offers me a small little smile. She’s not embarrassed at all. In fact, I think she’s getting off on this performance.

I want to step forward. I want to tell her that I want her. I want her to beg me, to let me take her. I want to show her that whatever she can do is nothing like what I can do to her.

I’m about to risk it all when my phone starts beeping. I frown slightly. It’s a special tone. I know who it is.

“Sorry. I have to take this.”

I pull my phone out of my back pocket and wave it around.

Elisabetta frowns slightly. I can tell she’s annoyed.

“You’re really gonna take that? Right now?” She blinks at me, and I shrug as I look at the screen.

“I’m sorry, but…” I answer the phone. “What’s going on?”

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