Free Conference With the Boss by Sierra Summers Page B

the edge into orgasmic bliss,
another sign popped up.
    Do not come.
    The order hitched her need even higher. She raised an
eyebrow at him—could she really stop her orgasm? Her body had never been strung
so fucking tight.
    Take your fingers out!
    Ooh, an exclamation point added for emphasis. She didn’t
think she could be turned-on any more than she was but his written mandates
were driving her mad. She did as he bid but began rubbing her nipples again.
Her pussy juice covered her areolas and she spread it over her tits.
    Damn but she needed to feel him fill her up and she needed
it soon. How long was his damn call going to take? She never remembered them
being so lengthy but then again she’d never set out to seduce him before,
though she’d fantasized about it often enough. She was lucky she was so frugal;
she’d saved enough money to last her a while if he tossed her out of here on
her ass. But it was going to be worth the possibility of losing her job to fuck
him. Even if only once.
    She was feverish and decided to fully remove her jacket and
blouse. He wasn’t even trying to be discreet. He wasn’t focusing on his call.
His gorgeous hazel eyes followed her every move. She stripped out of her skirt,
lifting her ass to pull the binding garment off. She reached for the top of her
thigh-highs when he shook his head.
    A white sheet of paper appeared again. Keep them on.
    Her smile broadened as her palms glided down her stockings.
She stood and turned around, showing him her ass. Wiggling it, she gripped her
ass cheeks and pulled them open for him. Would he fuck her in the ass? She hadn’t
taken any cocks there but she so wanted to feel the pleasure-pain of being
taken.
    “Yes sir, it appears as though everything is going as
planned.”
    Molly turned back around, recognizing the end of the
teleconference.
    His boss dictated last-minute notes before signing off.
     
    Gabriel’s hands were shaking as he finally shut the fucking
computer down.
    “Don’t move,” he managed to say without stuttering over his
words. He sure as hell hadn’t seen this coming.
    His quiet little assistant was fucking sex-on-a-stick and he
was going to enjoy every inch of her luscious frame. But not before she
received some punishment for driving him up the fucking wall during the meeting
with his boss. She’d made him look like a complete imbecile in front of the man
and it was going to take some extra work on his part to make up for behaving
like such an ass.
    His normally cool self-control had been provoked to its
limits and he was going to make the woman pay before he was inside her slick
pussy. He sat back and took in her smooth, creamy skin. It was flawless and
rounded in all the right places. Her tits were large, much more than a
mouthful, and perfect for his dick to slide between.
    First he wanted her to suffer like he’d suffered. So he
relaxed, soaking in her flawless figure. Her nipples were puckered and
extended. His fingers itched to pinch them until she cried out.
    Her plump pussy made his mouth water and he imagined how she
would taste. He was going to take his time and thoroughly enjoy fucking her,
driving her as mad as she’d driven him.
    He loosened his tie and the top two buttons of his shirt. “You’re
a fucking tease, Molly.”
    “How else was I going to get your attention? Bending over,
wearing low-cut blouses, accidentally rubbing against you. You really are
clueless.”
    He couldn’t deny his surprise. Sure he’d noticed all those
things but he’d assumed they were accidental. His normally quiet assistant
never said anything about being attracted to him and he certainly never
considered himself oblivious to a woman’s attentions. Did he miss any sexy,
seductive glances turned his way?
    No, absolutely not. Molly was beyond beautiful and he would
have jumped at the chance to bed her, but he’d never ever thought she wanted
him. Now he knew better and with her sitting in front of him naked and spread
wide