Arrogant Boss

Emily ran her nails up my thigh and shot me an innocent look. “What does it look like I’m doing?”

“Here?” My voice was pitched at a level it hadn’t been since puberty. But Emily just nodded with a sly look in her eye. Her finger traced my zipper and I had to grip the armrests.

Just having her that close to my crotch had me painfully hard. It was impossible to see her and not want her. To have her around me and not want to hold her.

“Fuck, Ace. Do you have any idea how much you turn me on? How much I want you?”

She rose up on her knees and unbuckled my belt with slow, torturous movements. “I think so. I can certainly feel it. But to be sure… I better take a look.”

My breath came in embarrassing huffs as she undid my zipper. Soft hands found my painfully hard cock and I couldn’t help the low groan that escaped me. Her gentle stroking was the best form of heavenly teasing, just a beat too slow to give my cock the friction it craved.

She tsked again. “You’re going to have to be quiet, Mr. Hunt.”

“Mhm.”

Then she bent her head and touched her lips to me. I had to bite my tongue to keep quiet.

“Emily, fucking hell… I can’t…” I pushed back her hair, making it easier for her to move and for me to see her movements.

Emily sucked my cock like she’d missed it, as if she genuinely couldn’t get enough. As if giving me pleasure was giving her plenty as well. My hands tightened as she swept her tongue up along the sensitive nerve on the underside of my shaft.

Fuck. And the whole time, she stared up at me with green, earnest eyes. She watched my reactions as if she thrived on them-as if pleasing me made her as mad with want as she made me.

No woman had ever given me a blowjob like this. Not reciprocal, not out of obligation, but because she cared about me. She pushed the limits of pleasure to unexplored lands. My heart was a pounding war-drum in my chest and my blood sped through my system fast enough to break world records.

Heaven. She put me in heaven.

“Ace,” I warned, trying and failing to articulate full sentences. The part of my brain that housed logic and function had checked out. There was only Emily and her eyes and her warm, warm lips.

I was putty in Emily’s capable hands and her skilled tongue. But it was the love her eyes that undid me. Need and hot tingles started at the base of my spine and spread through my body.

She smiled and kept going, ignoring my vain attempts at signaling. Her strokes grew faster and her tongue more insistent. I wouldn’t last for shit.

And I didn’t.

I closed my eyes as pleasure swept through my body. My hips jerked up and into her mouth, and her fingers dug deeper into my thighs as she swallowed. My vision swam.

There was reality and then there was this-hazy vision and tingles everywhere. I was faintly aware of her slow, steady tongue and hearing a satisfied chuckle.

When she’d finished with me, she sat back on her heels and grinned up at me like the cat that ate the canary.

Only, this canary had been very happy to be eaten.

“Ace,” I whispered, because words hadn’t fully returned to me yet. “Holy shit.”

She gave me a final, gentle stroke before doing my fly up. “I’ll be right back.”Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

I watched in a daze as she sashayed to the ensuite bathroom and I heard the sound of running water. Had that just happened? Who was this woman?

How had I made it this long without telling her I loved her? Because love was all I felt at that moment, my breath heavy and my arms weak. I loved her. The feeling completely overwhelmed me.

She returned with a small smile, completely at odds with the way she’d looked when she’d waltzed into my office and kneeled beside me. I opened my arms for her again, and this time, she sank down on my lap with a pleased little huff. For a long while, I just held her close and let her feel the wild beating of my heart.

“What was that for, Em?”

“What do you mean?” Soft fingers played with the hair at the nape of my neck.

“You didn’t want us to be together in the office. You said that it didn’t make you feel… good.”

She pulled back. “You didn’t object to this, did you, Julian?”

I couldn’t help it: I laughed. “No. Fuck no. That was without a doubt the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. You are unbelievably sexy, Ace. I’m just… curious as to what made you change your mind?”

A shy smile spread across her face. “I was just in my office thinking about you… and how I don’t think I’ve been very fair.”

“What do you mean?”

Her fingers twisted my hair and goosebumps raced down my neck. “I’m all in, Julian. I’m so in. And I’m sorry that I made you doubt that.”

“Don’t be.” I pulled her closer, wrapped my arms around her waist. “I know you had your reservations, and you were smart to.”

She shook her head. “No. Because we belong together. You saw that from the very beginning.”

Her green eyes were shiny, and I pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “Anyone can see what a catch you are.”

“But I didn’t immediately recognize the same thing. That you and I would be good together. And I’m sorry.”

“Hey, now.” I reached up and wiped away the tear that had escaped. “Where is all this coming from?”

“You’re the single best thing that’s ever happened to me, Julian. And I don’t want to hide it any longer.”

I couldn’t help the wide smile that spread across my face at her declaration. Her eyes were warm, laughing, as they took in the expression in mine.

“Really?””Yes. One hundred percent yes. I want it all.”

I pulled her close and kissed her. Her lips were soft and sweet and trusting. This woman was a godsend, and she was here in my arms, understanding me completely. Accepting me completely.

Telling me that I could finally call her mine.

Emily pulled away with a laugh. “There’s one more thing.”

“Oh?””I can’t work for you any longer.” She worried her lower lip with her teeth, eyes watching my reaction warily.

“Why? I promise to respect your boundaries. I’ll never even set foot on the eleventh floor if you don’t want me to.” I lifted my hands up and away, not touching her. “Look, I’ll even institute a hands-off policy while at work.”

Emily laughed. “No, dummy. It’s not because of you. Well, not entirely because of you.”

“Why, then?”