Free The Boss's Orders: Alpha Male Billionaire Office Romance by Cat Carmine

are very special, Claire.”
    My cheeks flush. He is looking at me with such intensity that I almost want to look away. Instead I meet his gaze.
    “Show me, then,” I say.
    “Show you what?”
    “Show me how special I am.” I can’t believe my own brazenness.
    He grins. “With pleasure.”
    He takes a step closer and winds his hand in my hair, tilting my head back to expose my neck. His lips trail a line from my ear to my collarbone, then back up the other side. He tugs my hair harder, drawing my head back as he twists his hand.
    “You are so fucking beautiful.”
    My entire body tingles. Desire radiates across my skin, emanating from my core and working its way across my limbs, to the tips of my fingers, to the ends of my toes. I can’t believe I’m here, doing this, with William.
    He walks me backwards to the bed. With one fluid motion, he peels my dress off and lays me down on his bed. His mouth continues to move across my body, covering my shoulders, my breasts, my stomach. Then he moves lower, starting at my ankles and working his way up across my calves, my knees, my thighs. I squirm under his delicate touch but he holds me in place.
    His mouth slowly works its way higher up my leg, until he’s kissing the place where thigh becomes sex. I hold my breath, waiting, wanting, to feel him on me.
    When his tongue finally touches my clit, I tremble. He grins up at me. I’m putty in his hands and he knows it. He flicks his tongue over the nub, alternating hard and soft, drawing small circles that paint fire across my slick skin.
    His tongue trails lower, tracing long lazy lines across my slit, and then circles my entrance. I arch my back as he plunges his tongue inside of me. The man knows what to do with his mouth, I’ll give him that.
    My legs start to shake as he keeps working me, fucking me with his tongue. Then he brings his hand up, slipping one finger inside of me, and then a second, thrusting them in and out of me while I quiver under his touch. I want to feel him inside me so badly.
    When he has brought me nearly to the brink, he slowly withdraws his fingers and stands up. He stands between my legs as he peels off his tie. Then his shirt. Then his belt. Then his pants. Finally, he slips out of his briefs. He’s standing there naked in front of me, and I am almost literally gagging with how badly I want him. His body is perfection — lean muscle, smooth skin, rock hard dick pointing eagerly towards me.
    He climbs onto the bed and brings his mouth to mine again. His tongue in my mouth tastes like pussy, but it doesn’t even bother me. All it tells me is how badly he wants me, how hungry for me he is, and that’s more of a turn on than anything else.
    He positions himself over me, waiting between my legs. When I nod at him, he groans and sinks into me. He does it slowly so we both feel every inch. When he’s in up to the hilt, with every last bit of space between us gone, he pauses.
    I nod again, moving my hips in a slow sensual rhythm. William matches me, sliding in and out, slowly. Tantalizingly slowly. I squeeze myself around him, wanting to feel every last piece of him, wanting to savor every last second of this.
    He looks down into my eyes. The usual mask he wears seems to crack as we come together, our bodies joined. William moves his hand up to my face, brushing my hair away from my eyes. The look on his face is one that’s more tender, more caring, than anything I would have ever thought him capable of.
    I meet his eyes, touch my hand to his cheek. He groans and sinks deeper into me, his hips pistoning above me.
    “Oh fuck!”
    “Come for me, Claire.”
    I let my body ride the wave that’s coming. I couldn’t resist it even if I tried. I let go and then I’m coming, hard, my body practically convulsing under his, shudders racking me. I clench around him and that sets him off.
    He thrusts once, twice, three times, deep inside me, and then I feel him jerk and still. He collapses on top of me,