Page 123 of The Boss Situation

When I’m with him, it feels like I’m exactly where I should be. It feelsright. It’s never felt like this with anyone else.

“You wrecked me tonight,” I breathe out, my voice shaky as his lips crash into mine.

His kiss is savage, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth, claiming me, owning me. I whimper, my hands brushing over his skin, sending goose bumps trailing across my body. He touches me everywhere, reading me like Braille, like he’s trying to memorize every inch of me.

“I could say the same about you. Your speech was brilliant,” he compliments.

In one fluid motion, he’s got me in his arms, carrying me to the bedroom like I weigh nothing at all. I’m so turned on that I can barely think straight. He sets me on my feet and takes a step back.

“Now, this is picture-perfect,” he mutters, drinking me in.

I barely have time to catch my breath. His hot and relentless mouth kisses down my body, biting and sucking at every inch of bare skin he can access. Asher carefully unzips my dress, and it falls into a puddle around my feet on the floor. My breasts are fully exposed, my panties soaked through. The rush of cool air hits myskin, and I stand in front of him, completely vulnerable. My breathing is ragged, heat pooling low in my belly as I realize how he’s looking at me. It’s possessive and hot and greedy. I can hardly believe how my body reacts to him.

“The way you look at me makes me weak,” I whisper.

He kisses me. “You’re like a dream, Billie.”

Asher drops to his knees before me, as if he’s worshipping me. And he is.

Carefully, he unbuckles the high heels strapped to my ankles, kissing up my legs before guiding me back onto the bed. He slides my panties down, kissing and sucking my thighs like he’s savoring every inch of me.

“Spread your legs for me, princess,” he commands, his voice rough and undeniably sexy.

It’s a simple request, but the way he says it makes my pulse quicken. I obey without hesitation, trembling with need.

I watch him, loving how his eyes darken as they roam over my naked body. I nearly beg for his touch, for him. Asher leans forward, and I can feel his hot breath against my clit. Anticipation curls in my stomach as he moves closer. I gasp as his hot tongue glides up my slit, teasing me, taunting me, claiming me. A cry escapes my lips, my hands fisting the comforter as he circles my clit with precision.

“You know exactly what I want,” I whimper, my hips instinctively lifting off the bed to meet him.

The way he sucks on my sensitive bud sends shock waves through me; each flick of his tongue takes me higher. The pleasure builds to an unbearable peak as he works me expertly with his mouth and fingers, curling them inside just right.

I take it all in—how he makes me feel, my breathlessness, my insatiable need for him. It seems too good to be true.

How has this man always been in my life and I’ve never really noticed him until now?

Asher buries his face deeper, and I feel myself tightening aroundhis fingers. The pleasure intensifies with every stroke of his tongue and thrust of his digits.

How has he memorized my body and every sensitive spot? I’m drowning in the sensation of him, of us, of this.

“Ash,” I gasp, my voice barely above a whisper, but it’s enough.

I’m lost in the moment, spiraling into a blissful haze, where nothing else exists except for him and the pleasure he’s giving me. My thoughts scatter like leaves in the wind, rustling across the sidewalk on a nice autumn day.

I’m completely consumed by the need to feelmoreof him.

It’s intoxicating, overwhelming.

I can’t think straight; every nerve ending is on fire as he brings me closer to the edge.

How can the man I’ve hated for so long make me feel so alive?

Just when I think I’m about to break, he pulls back slightly, a devilish grin on his lips.

“Flip over for me and arch that pretty pussy for me,” he demands.

I instantly do as I’m told. My body trembles with need as he kisses and palms my ass, diving into me from behind.

Moans echo off the walls, and I’ve never heard the noises that release from my throat. I’m completely under his spell.

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