I Do the Boss (Managing the Bosses Series, #5)(11)

He tightened his hands on her thighs and closed his eyes. "Hold on. I'm so close just from seeing you. From tasting you." His voice was nothing more than a strained whisper.

She took advantage of the moment and ran her hands over his firm abs and strong chest. He was intensely sexy, a man made for the bedroom as much as the boardroom.

"Now... ride me." He bit at his lip as he opened his blue eyes and nodded. "Hard."

"Whatever you want." She pressed her hands to his chest and leaned over, taking him with an intensity that needed to come out of her. All of the angst and anger that burned her during the day was bled out through her motions, her desire to let all else go and just enjoy the base animalistic need to make her man come.

"I want you," he choked out and pulled a few pillows under him before reaching out and gripping her ass tightly. He jerked her up faster, lifting his hips and meeting her stroke for stroke.

"So deep," she whispered as her head dropped back and eyes closed. The feeling of being opened up for him, by him, was heavenly.

"I love how well you take me. So f*cking hot." He gripped her ass tighter with one hand and used the other to press against the top of her chest, holding her at a reclined angle as they took turns trying to outdo one another in their lovemaking.

She let out a cry as her orgasm burst across the center of her stomach, and swatted his hand away from her chest so she could press herself down farther and enjoy the intense experience he offered her. She half expected him to come with her, but when he didn't she moved off of him and turned around, leaving her ass on display as she mounted him again.

"Mmmm... f*ck. I love this position." He ran his hand up her back as she started to work him again. "You look so damn good. My naughty princess."

She glanced over her shoulder and smirked. "The naughty princess wants her hair pulled."

"Consider it done." He reached up and slid his strong fingers into her hair, gripping it tightly and pulling her back a little as she continued to fight against him. He smacked her ass hard before squeezing it and growling again.

"Ouch!" she cried out.

"Sorry... Just seemed like the right thing to do," he chuckled.

"Do it again." She pressed her hands on his thighs and leaned over a little as he sat up and pressed his mouth to her back.

"No. Only when you don't expect it." He pressed his teeth into her before reaching around and pressing his fingers to her swollen skin. "Come for me a few more times. I want to memorize the sound of it."

"Fuck," she whispered as her body followed his command without question.





Chapter 5


Jamie woke the next morning to find the bed empty beside her, but a little note on a piece of red paper fluttered down from Alex's pillow as she reached out for him.

A smile touched her lips as she lifted it to read three words. I love you.

"Mmmm, me too, baby." She tugged the covers up and let out a content sigh, glad for a long night pressed to the bed beneath her man. It set things right, and whereas no one could possible understand why, she was good with it. "Now to deal with my family."

A groan left her as she pulled herself up and took a quick shower. There was far too much to do that day in the office to call in and head over to her mother’s, not to mention the fact that no one would be there. She'd have to catch them after work, maybe for dinner.

With Stephen having gone to the press, her mom and dad must have known. Why hadn't anyone called her? It's not like they would be okay with his actions. At least her father wouldn't.

She blow-dried her hair and put on a simply black dress and some red jewelry for accent. After walking Jake around the backyard for a few minutes, she had a piece of toast and drove to work in silence. The horrors of her past rolled over her, one shitty memory after the next. Her mother had never been accepting of her, and though there was a slight break in her berating over the last eight months, Jamie came to realize that it was namely due to her mom's desire to impress Alex. Everyone knew Alex Reid and wanted his attention. It would seem her own mother was no different.

How her father could stand to be in the same house with her was a mystery. Jamie refocused as a large semi pulled in front of her on the freeway, causing her to swerve and almost hit the guy to her right.

"Shit!" She hit the brake and gained control of the car before pulling into another lane and working to slow her racing heart. "Crazy idiot. Jeez. You didn't see me?"

She drove by the truck, looking back at him to make sure he knew she was pissed. Not that it mattered. He didn't pay her a bit of attention.

"Typical." She pulled off the freeway and parked in the large garage beside Reid Enterprises, but didn't get out right away. The fear of almost dying on the road left her a little itchy and agitated. Her phone buzzed, and she checked it to see her mother was calling. "Not happening."

She dropped the phone in to her purse and got out, walking to the building and through security before her phone rang again. She pulled it out, half expecting it to be her mother, but found her dad was now calling.

"Dad?" She pressed the phone between her ear and shoulder and got into the crowded elevator. She caught her father mid-sentence.

"...she's not going answer just because it's me. Oh, hi, Pumpkin. It's Dad."