Page 15 of Hitting the Boss

“Please, please, I am so close,” I said. I was aching for him, my body throbbing.

“Don’t wear panties to work next week.”

I stared at him. My eyes were wide. “That’s stupid. Why?”

He gently brushed over my folds and I rocked against that faint touch. “I want to spend all day at work imagining you wet and waiting for me. Then, we can go out that night. Panty free, of course,” he said.

I closed my eyes. “Sure, sure. Just please make me come,” I begged.

Cal dipped his head closer. “Such a good girl,” he murmured as he went back to licking my clit.

After a few minutes of attention, two of his fingers dipped into my core. My fingers grasped for purchase on the edge of the couch cushions. My pussy contracted around his fingers as he made a come hither motion inside me. The coil snapped as I fell off the cliff. I could feel more juices seeping out of me as he continued his lapping at my core. I pushed his head back from my pussy. That was incredible. I had never been with a guy who wasthisattentive to me.

How could a guy that looked like this not be selfish? My heart raced with anxiety and a blossoming new feeling. I knew it was too early to have deep feelings for him but . . . I could see something growing.

“I’m done. Thanks. Do you need me to . . .” I pointed at the obvious tenting in his pants. God, that tent was massive. I am not sure how it would fit in my mouth.

Cal sat back on his heels. His mouth set to a grin. “Next time. This was all for you. I’d been dying to taste you,” he said. “Next time we will work harder on two.”

My eyes widened. I was panting as I grabbed my panties and jeans off the floor. I pulled my panties up my legs as I stood. “That's never happened to me before. Doubt it. Are you sure?” I asked uneasily. I waved toward his crotch again. Nervous energy shifted through my body. I hated the awkward tension that always seemed to arise after getting frisky with someone, especially someone new. Maybe it was just me. Cal looked completely settled and pleased with himself.

He stood up and pulled me close. He tipped his head close to mine. “Yes, I am sure. I am sure you will have ample opportunity to repay me in the future,” he said. He gently trailed the back of his knuckles down my cheek.

I batted my eyelashes at him. “Oh, so there will be a future?”

“Yes, most definitely,” he whispered, as he pressed his lips against mine. I could taste myself on his lips. My pussy clenched again as my body remembered what he had just been doing. I felt uneasy standing in just my panties and shirt. I pulled back as I started putting my pants on.

“What are your plans for this weekend?” I asked as I buttoned them up.

Cal brushed his hair out of his face. He paused as he was trying to think of something. “I don’t have most of my place furnished. So, I am heading to IKEA this weekend and justgonna buy everything I need. Another reason why I have been coming over here,” he said. His face started to flush a light pink as he was explaining. “Did you want to come with me?”

“I swear you are the weirdest,” I said. “Why don't you hire some personal shopper? Or delivery?”

Cal shrugged. “Just ‘cause I am an adult doesn’t mean everything is figured out,” he said. “What about you?”

“Probably practicing poi, watching TV, and not being at work. Probably coffee at one point.”

He smiled as he walked back to the kitchen to pick up his pans. “Like coffee that much?”

I cocked my hip as I leaned in the doorway. “Into my veins, baby,” I said. I made a gesture pointing to my elbow.

Cal turned as he stood near my front door. “I’ll text you later,” he said.

“Should we talk about . . . this?” I asked. I waved my hand between us.

“Talk about what?”

“Like what is this? What are we?”

He smiled genuinely. “What do you want it to be?”

I rolled my eyes. “Ugh,” I said. “Why are you trying to rely onme?What do you want?”

Cal shrugged. “I guess we are dating?”

My brows furrowed as I pursed my lips. This wasn’t going well at all. “We should probably work on getting to know each other a bit better. It’s not like I even know where you work,” I said. It was annoying how he didn’t seem to want to talk about this. He seemed open otherwise but the way he was avoiding it was weird. I tried to tamp down self-doubt rising in me.

He chuckled as his phone rang.

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