Quitting the Boss (7 page)

Wet heat pooled between her legs as her mouth went dry with the visual of Alec taking her. Damn, she really needed blinds in here.

His fingers skimmed her cheek, her skin tingling under his touch. “You like that idea.”

“Yes,” she admitted because her flushed cheeks obviously gave her away.

Alec stepped back, his hand gripping the door handle. “Call maintenance about the blinds. They’ll move the desk for you, too.”

He left the door open as it had been before he walked in. Jenna looked around, trying to remember what she’d been doing. Cleaning, right.

Alec seemed relaxed as he turned the steaks on the indoor grill in his kitchen.

“Elisa and Cash are planning a get together Friday after work,” Jenna informed him. “I’m only moving fifteen feet away, but they insisted.”

She wasn’t into all the pomp and circumstance, but did enjoy spending time with her friends.

“I’ll be there,” Alec said, not drawing his attention from the grill.

“It’s at the Centura Hotel.”

Alec looked up from where he was cooking, his eyes dark and intense. Once a month, the team got together after work. It had been a long-standing tradition that Alec had continued when he’d become VP of Software a couple years ago. They changed locales regularly, but it was at the Centura Hotel when Jenna and Alec had given in to their desire for the first time.

“I have fond memories of the Centura Hotel,” he said, his mouth curving.

“Do you? Why is that?”

He crossed the room slowly, as though stalking his prey. He remained half a step away, his hand caressing over her mound. “That’s the first time I got to taste your amazing pussy.”

Jenna wanted to let dinner burn, to have Alec taste her pussy right there in his kitchen. “Oh,” was all she could manage to say.

“I seem to remember fucking your mouth, too.” His voice was low, nearly a growl. His finger moved over her lips before pushing into her mouth. Wishing it was his cock instead of a finger, she sucked him with an intensity she hoped would inspire him to drop his pants. “Maybe I’ll book a room there for Friday. We can do a replay of that night.”

That was the best idea she’d heard all day and the fact Alec had stopped brooding about her job change was like a heaping dollop of whipped cream on a triple chocolate brownie.

Hmmm … whipped cream … maybe Alec had some in his fridge.
“Why wait until Friday?” she asked, her hand going for his belt. “We could replay it right here.” Possible with whipped cream.

He gripped her hand, preventing her from opening his pants. “Tempting, but I already have plans for tonight.”

She hoped those plans included her, naked. “Do you?” she asked.

“I do.” Moving his hand to her wrist, and his other hand gripping her other wrist, he nuzzled her hair, a deep moan vibrating against her skin as he kissed her neck. “I’m going to tie you up, Jenna. Your wrists, your ankles. And when you’re spread open for me, I’m going to feast on every inch of you.”

Her entire body quivered and she was pretty sure that little cry came from her throat. Alec laughed as he released her wrists and stepped away, leaving her desperate for his touch and everything he promised.

“Dinner first,” he announced, returning to the stove.

“I hate you,” she muttered, eliciting another chuckle from him.

“It’s only fair, you left me alone for the past two nights.”

Yeah, because the last two nights had been an absolute joy for her. “I’m going to grab a shower,” she informed him. She hadn’t been able to wash away the grubby feeling she’d gotten from cleaning her new office.

“Don’t bother getting dressed when you get out. I want you naked during dinner.”

Great, she thought. Not only was he going to kill her with anticipation, but he was going to enjoy every last second of it.

Alec wasn’t sure he’d be able to survive dinner with Jenna naked at his table, but he’d somehow found the willpower to keep his hands off her. That didn’t mean he let her keep her hands off herself. He was feeling particularly cruel tonight, forcing her to finger-fuck herself until she came before he’d give her a fork to eat with.

It had been painful to watch, his cock practically busting out of his pants like a fire-breathing dragon, desperate to taste its prey. But he’d kept a tight lid on his control because the show was more than worth the anguish.

Now, as he tightened the silk straps around her wrists, he had a sudden change of plans. No way could he feast on her with his cock ready to explode.

“Sit up,” he demanded, not missing the quirk of her mouth.

She scooted back and managed to get upright, gripping the silk straps to give her a little leverage. He straddled her thighs, dangling his aching length in front of her mouth. He preferred to have her on her knees in front of him, but since she was already partially tied to the bed posts and he wasn’t willing to untie her, their options were limited.

“Make me come, Jenna.”

Licking her lips as she bent forward, her gaze was locked on his cock. She licked the underside first, making his erection jump as if begging for more. Her tongue was warm as it skimmed along the thick vein, snaking around the tip before disappearing back inside her mouth. She looked up at him then, a sexy little smile stretching those fantastic lips.

Jenna held his gaze as her mouth slid over him. Fuck, she was so hot and wet. If there was any blood left anywhere in his body, it all rushed in that moment to his cock. His hips jerked in response, his hands weaving in to her hair. Ever since she’d mentioned that damn hotel, he’d been aching to fuck her mouth. His last bit of control snapped, his hips moving on their own accord, pumping in and out of her hot mouth.

When she wasn’t sucking, her tongue snaked around, so warm and wet it was Alec’s idea of heaven. He held her head in place, thrusting hard. She took him all the way, her pretty lips wrapping around the base of his cock before he pulled out, letting her suck his head before he pushed back in.

Alec’s release coiled low in his spine, his balls tightening painfully. “Fuck, that’s good. Suck me, baby.”

With shallow pulses, he enjoyed the hard suction until he couldn’t hold out any longer. He thrust back down her throat, her answering moan drawing his orgasm out.

“Fuck, yes,” he growled, his fingers digging into her scalp as he thrust over and over, filling her mouth with his release.

She continued to lick and suck him as the aftershocks shook his entire body.

When Alec was able to focus again, he looked down to find Jenna watching him, a smile curving her mouth around his cock. He pulled out, a loud pop sounding as she sucked him to the end.

“You enjoyed that.”

She licked her lips. “I always do.”

Alec grunted in agreement. “Lay back down. It’s my turn to have dessert.”

He moved off the bed to let her spread out and gave her body a little tug, ensuring the straps around her wrists were good and taut. He didn’t want to give her any wiggle room.

Alec bonded her ankles, testing the silk to make sure there was no place for her legs to go.

Her body took on the form of an X on his sable blanket. He let his eyes feast first, taking in the perfect swells of her breasts and the tight pink nipples at their peaks. She had an hourglass shape that was easy to see, her soft, pale skin a stark contrast against the black sable. Her bare pink pussy glistened with her arousal, making Alec’s mouth water.

His cock, which hadn’t gone completely limp anyway, was hardening back to life. The eager thing was going to have to wait. Alec enjoyed having Jenna splayed for him like this and he intended to take his time with her.

“If you’re not sure where to start, I have a couple suggestions,” she quipped.

“I know exactly where I’m going to start and exactly where you’re going to finish.”

Something flashed in her eyes, the spark of anticipation or arousal. It struck him, all the way to his cock. More prevalent than the ache below his waist was the way his heart pounded wildly. His desire for this woman had no limits, no boundaries. Whether she knew it or not, Alec was at her mercy.

He moved onto the bed slowly, summoning the last remnants of his control.

Alec loved seeing her wrists bound beneath the black silk. The fabric was such a contrast to her fair skin that was now flushed pink. She looked alive, her arousal evident, her desire making the pulse point just below the silk throb with need.

He kissed that pulse point, then her palm and for no other reason than to taste her, Alec sucked one finger, and then another into his mouth until he had tasted all of them and her hips were writhing on the sable blanket.

With his tongue, he traced the line of the dark vein up her arm, kissing the inside of her elbow and every inch of her arm until her reached her collar bone.

Her hair was strewn over her shoulders, spilling down to her pert breasts. Alec brushed it aside, giving him access to the soft column of her neck.

“Alec,” she whispered. Alec’s cock jumped, not keen to ignore her quiet plea for more, but he had an agenda that involved his tongue on every inch of her skin, so his damn cock was just going to have to wait.

Jenna’s skin was soft as silk against his lips as he kissed a path down the swell of her breast, unable to resist the temptation of her nipple. Flicking the tight bud with his tongue, it got harder, growing larger under his erotic tease. He blew air across the now wet tip, loving the little cry that came from Jenna.

Positioning himself between her spread legs, he had better access to her other nipple. He blew air across that one too, but didn’t let his tongue tease her until he’d lavished a little attention on her supple curves. The tight tip nearly begged for his touch and when he finally flicked his tongue across it, the sensation pulled another cry from Jenna.

With his arms braced on either side of her waist, he started the slow journey south, kissing and nuzzling her warm skin, hitting that ticklish spot just below her rib cage with his tongue. She’d always been so responsive, since that first night nearly a year ago and every time since. It was one of the things that kept Alec coming back for more.

Of course, she intrigued him like no woman ever had before. She was intelligent and driven, always in control, except when they fucked. Alec loved how easily she gave herself over to him, how creative she could be, how she didn’t just like one or two sexual positions, but liked to explore endless possibilities.

When his mouth reached her hip, he traced his tongue across the bone, breathing in the sweet scent of her arousal as he moved closer and closer to his mark. Her hips rose in a swift motion, trying to entice him. Of course, that just meant Alec would take his sweet time. It might be torture for him, but it would be even more so for Jenna and there was nothing like making her come after he teased and tormented her.

He moved over to her other hip to prolong the anticipation. Her skin was so soft, radiant, a subtle flush coloring it pink under his caress.

Skimming a hand over her pussy, he found her warm and wet with desire. He separated her swollen folds, gently passing a finger back and forth and drawing some more of those desperate cries from her. Alec knew what she wanted, but he wasn’t ready to give it to her. He was a patient man and he liked to play.

“You are exquisite,” he said, his eyes lifting from the beauty of her sex to her eyes. Her lids were low as she watched his finger weave around her folds. Alec licked his lips, a slow, deliberate caress. “I think I’ll have a taste of you now.”

Her eyes met his as he lowered himself between her legs. He started low, his tongue rimming the tight whole of her anus before giving a thick sweep up. It was like honey on his tongue, both bitter and sweet, taunting him to take more.

Alec plunged his tongue inside her, tasting more, moaning at the sheer pleasure of her taste. Jenna moaned too, encouraging him to continue his feast.

His cock was fully erect once again, a painful throb begging to be where his tongue plunged and circled. But she tasted too good to stop. Alec wanted to feel her come against his mouth before he gave in to his own needs.

Wrapping his arms around her spread legs, he focused on her pleasure. Her clit was hard, jutting out from between her folds, begging to be licked. Alec knew it wouldn’t take long to make her come if he touched her there. She tried to writhe against his mouth, but being spread and bound made it difficult for her to move. Alec had done it with the specific purpose of increasing her frustration and thus heightening her pleasure.

“You ready to come, Jenna?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

He’d left a pillow under her head because he wanted her to watch. Still, she had her head lifted off the cushion. “Please, yes. God, Alec, this is torture.”

Licking up the center of her one last time, he then focused on her clit, flicking it once and pausing, loving the sound of Jenna’s strangled cry.

“Don’t hold back,” he told her. Even though she claimed to love giving up control in bed, sometimes she still clung to it, he suspected, without meaning to.

He continued to hold her right thigh down, but released the left, pushing two fingers deep inside her as he flicked her clit again. She nearly screamed now, unleashing her passion. Alec let his control go too, licking and sucking as his fingers pushed and circled inside her.

Her cunt gripped him, a warning her orgasm was coming. Not that he couldn’t tell by her moans and cries and the way her hips tried to launch off the bed.

Alec savored the taste and feel of her as she let go, crying his name, writhing beneath his mouth until her body finally went slack. She glowed, the sated sheen of sweat like a second skin.

“Exquisite,” he said again as he pushed away from her body, licking the taste of her from his lips.

“Fuck me,” she demanded, her eyes focused on his stiff cock as he knelt between her thighs.

Alec stayed there, one hand gripping and stroking his cock as the other gripped his balls. Her tongue darted out, snaking across her plump lips as if she hadn’t just sucked him off.