Wife to the Boss (Managing the Bosses Series, #6) (5 page)

“And you think you would really sell it?” She scoffed and moved up to the clerk, smiling at the girl before pulling out her wallet.

“I don't know. I guess for the right price we would have to consider it, you know?” He moved up behind her and wrapped his arms around her as she worked to slide her card through the reader.

“We would?” Jamie glanced up and noticed the cashier's eyes on Alex. It was going to be that way for a really long time, especially seeing as how his face was still on the covers of most major magazines. She also didn’t believe Alex would sell the company. He’d built it from scratch and made it the massive dollar-making machine it was today. It was his life, his blood. She kept the thought to herself, not wanting to ruin the moment.

“Of course we would.” Alex kissed the side of her face before moving down to bag his own groceries.

“Are you Alex Reid?” The cashier asked, her voice soft and airy.

“I am, and this is my wife, Jamie.” He smiled and continued to bag up their stuff.

“Wow. And you're willing to bag your own groceries?” The girl laughed and looked over at Jamie. “Does he have a brother?”

“Yep. He does.” Jamie picked her card up and chuckled softly as Alex warned the girl about Mark.

They walked out of the grocery store in silence, their shoulders touching. Jamie couldn't help but be increasingly grateful for their relationship. It was comfortable and yet titillating at every turn.

“Do you think we could go on another vacation after Benton’s born?” She stopped by the back of the car and watched him load the groceries.

“Of course. I need to start taking some more time away from the office anyways. Where would you want go? If you could go anywhere in the world, and you can, where would my girl like for me to take her?” He closed the trunk and moved to put up the cart as she walked beside him.

“Somewhere warm. A beach maybe? We could get a little cottage on the sand and just lie around and soak up the sun.” She walked to her side of the car and glanced over the top of it as he stopped and locked eyes with her.

“What the lady wants, the lady gets.” He lifted his eyebrow. “I'm praying that tonight the lady wants me.”

“Are you kidding me?” She opened her door and got in. “My hormones have been raging for the last three days. All I've thought about was getting on my knees in front of you and tasting you.”

“Fuck, Jamie.” He glanced over as his eyes widened a little. “Now that's all I'm going to think about.”

“Then we should do it. We'll put the cold stuff away, and then I'll spend some time reminding you why you belong to me and not some other woman.” Jamie reached over and brushed her fingers over his lips.

He captured her hand and sucked her fingers into his mouth, rolling his warm, wet tongue over each digit.

She groaned as her body tightened, her nipples budding with his attention. “Hot damn!” She swallowed hard. “My turn to curse.”

He released her and reached down, stroking himself. “Yeah, ’cause you have a raging hard-on, too?”

“What's yours is mine.” She smirked and leaned over, running her hand over the length of him as he stiffened in his seat.

“Be careful, baby. I'll pull this car over and drag you into the backseat with me.” He pulled out of the parking spot as his teeth pressed into his bottom lip and he let out a hiss.

“Yeah, ’cause that won’t make me want to stop. Like I’m going to say no to the promise of getting in the backseat of a car with you. I'm pretty sure the memory of our first time in the back of a limo will forever be ingrained in my wall of fantasies experienced. As well as in your dad’s truck. The wall of shameful fantasies.”

“Where is this wall?” He glanced over at her and smirked.

“Hush, or I'll crawl over this seat and make you groan until you can't stand it anymore.” She ran her nails up the long length of him, tugging a little at the top as he groaned loudly.

“The wall sounds like it might be fake or made up. I'm thinking you should show it to me.” He glanced her way. “You ready to crawl over the seat yet?”

“You're corrupt.” She laughed and shifted, moving closer as she pressed her lips to his thick shoulder and wrapped her fingers around his erection, stroking him slowly as her tongue darted out to lick at his neck.

“Only with you.” He glanced over at her and stole a quick kiss. “You messing with me while I'm driving is almost as bad as you being on the top of that ladder. It's dangerous.”

She pulled her hand away. “You want me to stop?”

He reached over and took her hand, putting it back in his lap and shaking his head. “Nope. You might not have any sense of balance, but I'm not going to go tumbling backwards.”

She nipped at his ear. “Too much.”

“Too soon?” He laughed and lifted his hips, thrusting into her hold and causing desire deep down inside of her to wake up and growl.

Screw dinner. Maybe the drive back could wait, too. Or Alex could step on it.

“
I
'm going to start the grill.” Alex glanced over his shoulder as Jamie watched him rifle through the groceries.

“Oh no, you aren’t. Not yet.” She smiled as she ran her tongue and teeth over her lower lip before she turned, walking into the living room and dropping down on the edge of sofa.

“I'm not?” He glanced out of the kitchen and lifted his eyebrows.

“Get over here, Alex Reid. Three days without feeling your skin against my fingers or tongue is far too long.” She worked her long hair into a messy bun and reached for him as he moved to stand in front of her.

He touched the side of her hair, petting her softly as his breathing hitched. “How did I get so lucky?”

“No clue.” She glanced up and tugged at the button on his pants, keeping her eyes on him as she unzipped his jeans and pushed them over his hips.

His tight black underwear looked delicious against his taunt stomach. She leaned forward and gripped his hips, digging her fingers in the side of his rear. Her lips brushed by his stomach muscles as she breathed in and groaned.

“I swear I'm addicted to you.” She licked her way down to the top of his briefs and tugged them over his erection, enjoying immensely how his cock popped from its prison to stand thick and hard for her.

“Don't ever let that change.” He slid his hand into her hair as she slipped her fingers over his silky shaft and moved up, licking slow circles around the tip of him.

A groan lifted from his lips as he tugged her hair a little to encourage her to stop playing and start working him. She knew his antics, but enjoyed—almost too much—teasing him to the point of aggression.

“Take it, Jamie. Please.” He glanced back down, his blue eyes brilliant against his tan face and dark goatee.

“Anything for you, baby.” She pressed her lips over his swollen flesh and pressed toward him, working him slow as her fist tightened around the base of his erection. She tugged with her hand, her lips pressing to her fingers as he reached out and gripped her shoulders, arching his back and working himself into her.

He was beyond sexy in his unashamed need to take pleasure from her.

“So good,” he huffed as his fingers tightened on her shoulders.

“Mmmhmm.” She picked up the pace, working to touch every inch of him with her hands or tongue.

Moments later, he went board-stiff and cried out.

Jamie smiled and forced herself to work harder as he came, moaning her name as he did. She drank him as he glanced down and palmed the side of her face, his eyes glassy, his lips parted as he panted.

“So beautiful, baby. So fucking beautiful.” He moved back and reached down, pulling her up and kissing her roughly. “Dinner is gonna have to wait.”

“I agree.” She ran her hands over his hips and squeezed his ass, groping him as he cupped her face and make love to her mouth with an intensity that left her dizzy. “I need you. All over me.”

“Good. That's what you're getting.” He moved back before bending over slightly and picking her up, one strong arm behind her back, and the other tucked under her knees. “That felt too good.”

“I want more.” She smiled and pulled his face toward hers as he toted her to the bedroom and carefully set her down.

“So greedy.” He chuckled and tugged at the bottom of her t-shirt, pulling it over her head and leaned down to lick at her breasts as they spilled over the edge of her lacy bra. He gently yanked one of the cups down and sucked her nipple into his mouth as he worked on getting her soft cotton panties over her hips without breaking his attentiveness to her breasts.

She cried out as his fingers ran over her mound, quickly finding their way beneath the cloth of her panties and opening her up.

“I love how wet you are.” He moved up and pressed his lips to hers as he teased her with nothing more than his fingertips.

“I always am around you.” She ran her hands over his shoulders and down his sides. “Don't be easy with me. I'm not breakable.”

“No shit.” He moved back and pulled her panties down as he knelt. He glanced up at her and licked at his lips. “Tell me if I do anything you don't like, though. I know your body is changing a little because of the baby.”

“Hush, and take care of me like you always do.” She slid her hand into his hair and tugged him toward her need.

“Fuck, I love you.” He gripped her hips and kissed her sex twice before urging her to get onto the bed. He followed her up and settled himself between her legs, gripping her thighs and opening them wide as he growled. “So beautiful.”

No words would form as he swiped his tongue over her. She arched and intentionally tried to close her legs.

He chuckled and pushed them back open before leaning down and lapping at her. The world faded around her, and there was nothing but him and the pleasure he offered. That it was done in love made all the difference in the world.

She lifted her hips as he pressed two fingers inside of her, pumping them rhythmically as he flicked his tongue across her clit.

“Alex...” she cried out and ran her hands through his hair.

“Yes, baby?” His voice was mumbled as he continued to suck and lick at her wet flesh.

“Slow down with your fingers or I'm going to come.” She pursed her lips and glanced down, not doing herself any favors by watching him take care of her. Sexy didn't begin to cover it.

He glanced up and winked. “Not a problem.”

The strong thrusting of his fingers only got worse, her request going unfilled. She cried out as heat burst across the center of her stomach and danced along her nerve endings. The deep groan that left him was nothing compared to his increased lapping, as if her pleasure was all he wanted to taste.

She pushed at his strong shoulder with her foot and scooted up the bed away from him. A moan left her as she rolled on her side and squeezed her legs together, enjoying the deep pulse thumping though her.

“I want more, too.” He crawled up the bed and slid his hands over her hip as he leaned over her and pressed himself into her.

She groaned again and turned her upper body as he began to work her, his eyes locked onto hers.

“I love you,” he whispered as he drove into her. “Don't let me hurt you.”

“Harder”,” she whimpered as he smiled and gave her what she asked for.

Moments later, he moved in behind her, spooning her and rocking her with his rhythmic thrusts as his hand ran over the front of her, cupping her tummy, massaging her breasts, gripping the base of her throat carefully.

“You feel so good, baby. So right.” He licked at the side of her neck. “Mine.”

“All yours.” She arched her back as another orgasm hit, and Alex took her over the edge with the most delicious lovemaking she could remember having.

*

“H
ey, sleepy head. Get up.” Mark's voice woke her the next morning and she grabbed for the covers, realizing that she was still naked from the night of making love with Alex.

“Stay there! I'm not dressed.” She glanced up to see the bedroom door closed. A sigh left her as she flopped back down on the bed.

“I'm not that dumb. Hurry up. I'm starving and you have all the stuff to make breakfast”,” he chuckled.

“Fine. Give me a few minutes and I'll fix us something.” She got up and walked into the bathroom for a quick shower. After washing the last of Alex off of her, she towel-dried her hair and got dressed for work. Mark should have already been there, which was a little concerning, but she would ask him about it in a minute.

She picked up her phone on the way to the kitchen and smiled at the text from Alex. He wanted her to know that she was the best wife in the world. He was still on cloud nine from the night before. She texted him back to redirect the compliments back at him.

Mark turned from messing with the coffee pot as she walked in. “What are you grinning about?”

“You don't want to know. I'm just flirting with the boss man. Seems like a smart thing to do, seeing that I'm going to be late.” She lifted her eyebrow at him as she sat her phone down. “What's your plan for getting out of trouble?”

“Well, I'm not flirting with him, if that's what you're asking.” Mark handed her a cup of coffee and walked to the breakfast bar, taking a seat. “We can grab something at the diner near the office if you want. There's no need to make you cook. I'll never hear the end of it.”

“I don't mind.” She walked to the fridge and pulled out everything for a quick omelet. “You want toast with this stuff?”

“Anything you're fixing, I'm eating.” He lifted his coffee cup to his lips. “You feeling better? Quite a scare you gave us.”

“Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sorry about that. I just wanted to change the damn light. It really didn't seem like that big of a deal, but obviously it was. I should have just left Jake in the house and everything would have been fine. He kept bumping the ladder.” She worked on chopping up veggies as they chatted.

“I've never seen Alex so terrified. Not even back in the day when they hauled him off to Juvie. I swear he was close to tears. Scared the shit out of me.” Mark ran his hand through his short dark hair.

“Close to tears the day they took him to Juvie?” She tossed everything in a pan and picked up a spatula before turning back to Mark.