Page 11 of Beauty and the Bosshole
With my eyes still clenched shut, I can feel his lips against my ear. “Tell me what you think about.”
“When?”
His laugh is dark and swift. “Don’t play with me, Ava. Tell me what you think about.”
I open my eyes and seek his out. Defiantly, I glare at him. I don’t have to rub my thighs together to know that I’m soakingwet. Hell, since I started this job, I’ve had to carry around an extra pair of panties in my purse. And I’m finding that his commanding tone and the way he thinks he can just boss me around makes me even more needy. “Sir, I’m asking you when. Do you want to know what I’m thinking at work? When I’m making your coffee? What I’m thinking about in my car? Or when I’m home… in bed?”
He grunts. “When you make my coffee.”
“What that black, extra strong, with a dash of cream coffee would taste like on your lips.”
His eyes widen, and just when I think he’s going to quit playing this game, he asks me the next question. “When you’re at work?”
I stutter, “Uhh…”
His hands go to my shoulders and he stares into my eyes. “Say it, Ava. I want… I need to know. What are you thinking when you’re at work?”
“I’ve thought about throwing the mug at you a few times.”
His forehead creases and he glares at me. I lift my shoulders in a shrug. I’ve never been one to play hard to get. Maybe I should. Maybe if I did, then I would have a little self-preservation going for me, but I guess today is the day I’m putting it all out there. “Fine. You want to know?” I don’t wait for him to answer. “When you’ve asked me to come in and take notes for you, I’ve imagined it going a lot different than how it usually plays out.”
He clears his throat. “What do you mean?”
“Well, I imagine that you find out I’m not wearing panties and you touch me… down there.”
His hands go to my thighs. The skirt I’m wearing is thick, but I can still feel the heat of his hands on me. “You don’t wear underwear?”
I lean in and whisper, “By midday, they're soaked and I have to remove them. I have started bringing extra though.”
“Fuck, what else? What do you think about when you’re at home in bed?”
His fingers are kneading into my thighs, and I’m thankful that I have plenty of changes of underwear in my bag because I’m obviously going to need them. I can’t resist touching him. I put my hand on his chest and let my fingers curl into the front of his shirt. “You, Bossman. I think about you.”
I can feel him shudder. “Do you want to know what I think about?”
I hold my breath and mutter, “Yeah.”
“You know the welcome to the company box from Aurora? The one Olivia gave you your first day on the job?”
A lump forms in my throat and all I can do is nod my head. That box is becoming my most prized possession. Who knew what a box of sex toys could do?
“That’s what I think about. Do you use them while you’re in bed at night after tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep? Do you think about me when you use one to take you over the edge? And finally…” He lets out a ragged breath that makes him sound like he’s been running a mile instead of sitting in an airplane. “Do you say my name when you come?”
I suck in a breath as every fiber in my body feels like it’s on fire. My nipples are puckered and there’s a tug in my lower belly. Even without touching me, he’s ignited something inside me that only he can extinguish. I let my legs fall open as far as they’ll go in my tight skirt. I’m asking him without saying the words, but I need some relief. If I don’t get it soon, I’m pretty sure I’m going to spontaneously combust.
“Answer me, Ava. Do you come and say my name?”
I glare at him because I’m not used to being this vulnerable. I don’t want to lay it all out there for him but I have no choice. I’ve come this far and there’s no going back now. “Yes. I have used the toys, and yes, I’m thinking of you when I use them.”
He lowers his head to look me right in the eye. I know what he’s asking, and he doesn’t even have to say the word. “And then, yes, I come and say your name.”
“Say it now.”
“Reese,” I answer him.
His body jerks and it feels good to know that he’s as affected by all this as I am. I reach for him and he pulls away. He undoes the already loose seatbelt and stands up. “Did you bring the toys with you?”
Speechless, I nod my head.