From boardroom to bedroom, an office romance like no other.
Amber Shea, Jim Barryson, and Hadley Ramirez are winners. Top of their game in their fields, but in affairs of the heart, there shouldn’t be competition. Right?
Amber has built a reputation as a cut-throat NYSE genius. Opponents call her a witch, but they mean another word. An alpha female in an industry dominated by unforgiving males, Amber has kept her demons locked up, her secrets hidden. Until two irresistible men lure her into breaking all her rules.
Jim has graduated as top of his MBA class, captain of an undefeated rowing team, in an Ivy league institution. An internship at Growth Inc. was a no-brainer. When his boss’s authoritative stance threatens to undo him, he knows he is in trouble.
Hadley Ramirez, co-founder of SafeSound, turned billionaire before the end of junior year at MIT. Adventurous in the bedroom, and good-natured elsewhere, he’s a dominant with a soft spot for lost souls. Helping his old friend Jim impress his new boss was a piece of cake. Things got harder when he found out Growth Inc.’s stunning CEO had shared a scorching evening with him at a private club in New Orleans.
What if they want more than a passionate evening? Can an office fling get a happily ever after if she doesn’t have to choose?
One-click this book to embark on an emotional roller-coaster. No cheating or cliffhangers.
Fans of Krista Wolf and Allyson Lindt will find their next book boyfriends in this contemporary romance. Happily-ever-after guaranteed wrapped around high levels of heat.
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Warning: Steamy Content Ahead
Boss Me by Liz Gavin
copyright@2021
Chapter 5 – Amber
The way he hunched over the computer did nothing to ease the pain in her chest born out of guilt. They would have a long, bumpy night ahead, if she didn’t keep her eyes on what really mattered. The all-nighter would turn useless, if Jim couldn’t do his part because his boss couldn’t keep her mind out of the gutter. Judging by the time he spent at the laptop screen on one single spreadsheet, his focus had drifted. The fault lay square on her shoulders that he got distracted. She had to fix it, maybe clearing the air once and for all between them would do the trick.
Intent on straightening things out, she stood up, skirted her desk, and took a seat on the empty chair beside Jim. He paused, fingers hovering over the keyboard, wrists resting on the edge of the table, but he kept his eyes glued on the laptop screen.
A thick vein pulsed on the right side of his neck and a muscle trembled on his jaw. Both indicated he possessed a side less mellow than she had anticipated. The way his chest heaved with shallow breaths proved he struggled to rein in a volatile temper, which piqued her interest instead of dousing it.
Unable to stick to her original plan, Amber leaned close to him until her breast brushed his upper arm and whispered into his right ear, “Do I make you uncomfortable?”
He blinked a few times, blew out a sigh, and turned his head to face her as if in slow motion. “That could describe how I feel, but I’d use a different term.”
Her eyebrows shot up as the formerly believed submissive displayed spunk. Her nipples hardened at the idea of disciplining his bad behavior, swatting his round butt. When her eyes followed his gaze, she licked her lips as her throat dried up. He sported the beginning of an impressive hard-on. She would love to watch it become a full-on erection under her command.
She acknowledged she treaded a line in that moment as thin as early winter ice. An office fling with Jim had potentially disastrous repercussions. Not to mention the liability a sexual harassment suit entailed.
On the other hand, she read people quite well. Jim didn’t strike her as the type of man who would harm her with legal action. She could always get her lawyer to draw up a preemptive agreement. If they signed a contract establishing clear expectations and boundaries on both sides, including confidentiality clauses, they might make it work. However, she didn’t want to think about any of that. She allowed her instincts to assume control and went with the flow.
Rubbing her thighs together, she cupped the bulge between his legs, and confirmed her suspicions. He was still half soft. “I’ve been dying to do this for a long time,” she confessed. His sharp intake of air filled her ears and she whispered, “I love this sound. I just hope I don’t regret doing this.”
As if reading her thoughts, he addressed her unspoken question. “I’d never do anything to harm you or the company. You should know that about me by now.” His last words came out in a strangled hiss because Amber opened the fly of his pants and freed his swelling cock.
“Keep your hands on the table and your eyes on the screen,” she instructed as she scooted her chair over until she straddled his right leg, trapping him in place because a wall blocked his left side.
She wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft in a tight fist. She squeezed and pumped the steely member. With every stroke up or down his length, she made sure her palm or thumb slid over the soft purple head.
He grunted and squirmed on the chair, but kept his stare glued to the laptop as instructed. Her heart swelled at his sweet submission. Her pussy trembled with every inch of his flesh that she made harder, but she managed to remain detached as the first droplets of pre-cum seeped through the slit in his cock. She smeared her hand in them, caressing the thick head of his dick, and his body shook from head to toe.
“Oh, fuck!” He squeezed his eyes shut, working a hard swallow.
She stopped moving her hand. “Eyes on the screen.”
Despite the raging fire that consumed her veins as she observed his reactions to her touch, she managed to utter her commands in a flat tone. He fascinated her. When he dragged his eyelids open and stole a glance her way before zeroing in on the darkened computer screen, she almost lost her grip on her bubbling emotions. It was all she could do not to shove her tongue down his throat.
She resumed pumping at the hand job but didn’t resist nuzzling the side of his neck. She licked a spot right below his ear and nipped the tip of his earlobe. Jim’s cock jolted in her hand, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the edge of the table.
“Am I making you uncomfortable?”
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