Page 104 of One Bossy Date

I lined up the armchair behind us. “Come here,” I growled out and grabbed her hips, bringing her down with me, careful not to slide into her wet pussy. “Let’s see how you take this cock.”

Zoe looked over her shoulder.

She braced herself with her hands on the arms of the chair, then lowered her ass. I held my cock ready for her as she dropped down, slowly, oh, so slowly, sliding my shaft inside her wet heat.

Oh, fuck.

I was as stiff as a rod and my cock pierced into her.

With her knees pressed together in between my legs, the fit was tighter than ever.

Jesus Christ, I wouldn’t last long.

“Anders…”

“Be a good girl,” I whispered hoarsely, “ride me until I come.”

I held her hips tightly, and she started to move them in a circular motion. It blew my mind, and I wrapped her hair around my hand, tugged it, held it, while my other hand squeezed her tits, twisting and plucking her nipples, then I kissed the back of her neck and worked my way to just behind her ear. Holy hell, her pussy clenched me so hard I could barely move. I continued. Slow measured thrusts at first but getting inadvertently harder.

She moaned, moving up and down, clutching my thighs next to hers.

“Yeah, baby, just like that. You’re such a good little girl.”

After that, I was rendered speechless. I reached out for her hips, holding her firm against me as she rocked over me, the room shaking with our bodies, our moans lost as we reached the pinnacle of pleasure as one, muttering each other’s name.

By the time Zoe slumped back, there was no denying this thing between us was bigger than the both of us.

I flipped and turned her around to face me, then pulled her against my chest so we could both catch our breath.

She tilted her head up, pushing her hair behind her ears and pressing a kiss to my scruffy jaw.

I grabbed her head and placed a kiss on her delicious lips. Then I pulled her closer, holding her head against my pounding chest.

How the fuck was I going to give her up?

How thefuckwas I going to give her up?

35

ANDERS

“Well, Anders, Dax, Andrea, I think that settles it.”

“Miles, I think it does,” I said. “Thank you again for coming through. I can’t wait to get all this started.”

The three of us were seated in my office in the lounge area. Contract papers were on the coffee table, freshly signed by Miles and me. He’d called yesterday to tell me the good news—Humphries Properties was interested in our proposal and ready to form a contract. Our legal teams had been on it right away, working together to finalize the paperwork.

And here we sat with the result.

“So, you are clear and understand fully that my brother Dax will be leading the project, with Andrea as right-hand aid, and me as consultant?”

I’d discussed it with Dax at length to quell his questions about having so much responsibility so soon. Nobody had to worry. I would be available at all times to advise and observe how the project evolved. Naturally, because of my continuing involvement with the company, we’d be in contact almost on a daily basis. Plus, this was my baby. I was happy to watch it grow. Our engineers and architects had been briefed and looked forward to supporting him one hundred percent. As would Mom, I was sure. Mom hadn’t been informed of my leaving yet. Now that everything was signed and official, it was the first thing on my list.

As for Zoe, I knew my affection for her went beyond sex, and I wasn’t ready to let her go. But Chile was my home, and it was where I wanted to be. With this deal being signed today, I’d have to talk to her soon, as well.

Everything was falling into place, and I was glad it had.

“Yes.” Miles smiled and sat back, taking a sip of his coffee. “We have every confidence that Windham Construction and Dax and his team will be the perfect fit.”

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