I Do the Boss (Managing the Bosses Series, #5)(40)

She started to walk in but he stopped her, shaking his head.

"No way. I've been waiting my whole life to carry my bride across the threshold of the place we're staying in." He picked her up as she laughed.

"I think it's supposed to be over the threshold of the house."

"We gotta do this again?" He leaned down and kissed her, closing the door with a firm kick to it as he moved her to the bed and sat her down.

"Am I heavy?" She gave him a look and turned her back to him as he reached out and worked on her dress.

"Never. You're a sexy goddess who's about to get shown just how much I enjoy your assets." He bent down and brushed his lips by her shoulder.

"Should we changed and get out there with our family and friends? It's only three in the afternoon." She let out a soft sigh as the dress slipped down her legs and his hands ran over her flesh.

"Hell no. This just means more time to devour you." He pressed kisses up the back of her thighs and around until he was kneeling in front of her, his nose pressed to her stomach as he brushed his lips over her. "You smell so good. So right."

"I want to see the lightning storm too." She ran her fingers through his hair and forced him to look up at her. "Yes?"

"Absolutely. It starts in two hours. Plenty of time for a warm-up round." He pushed at her hips and she dropped back on the bed, laying down and scooting back as he stood up and worked himself out of his shirt. "You're so beautiful, Jamie. Inside and out. I can't imagine a woman better suited for me."

She arched her back and pulled her bra off as he got down to his underwear and crawled up on the bed to rest between her legs. Strong hands palmed her breasts as he moved up to adore them with his tongue and teeth. The delicious press of him against her left her panting for more of him. Why she couldn't be patient and enjoy him taking his time with her was aggravating, but she couldn't.

"Make love to me," she whispered as he glanced up and nodded.

"For the rest of my life. Every day." He moved down and tugged her panties off before standing back up and sliding his underwear over his hips. His cock stood proud and thick as he moved back up her body and nestled himself against her.

She opened up for him and closed her eyes as he wrapped his strong arms around her and pressed himself deep inside of her. The groaned in tandem, and within minutes he was rocking into her with strong trusts, his mouth pressed to the side of her neck, or just below her ear.

The feeling of being wrapped around him, of being one with him, was a rightness she couldn't describe, nor would she try. He rolled them over and pushed at her shoulder to have her sit up.

She never broke their rhythm as she undulated her hips and massaged his thickness with her body. A slight sheen of sweat settled over his abs and chest, and she couldn't help but press her fingers against the firm muscles and use his strength to help her ride him better. Faster.

He gripped her hips as his eyes roamed over her body, his groans and nods let her know that he was enjoying himself intensely. Electricity shot through the center of her, and she let her head drop back and eyes close as she cried out.

He took over their sex, thrusting hard from beneath her as she rode the wave.

"That's it, baby. Take it from me." His words drove deep into her and she got a hold of herself enough to take back over their lovemaking from him.

She slid her hands up his chest and flattened against him. "I don't deserve you."

He rolled her over and laughed. "Right. Try again, woman. You deserve much better, but hopefully I can be enough."

"You're more than enough." She ran her hands over his back and cupped his butt. "So much more than I ever thought possible."

"Me too, lover." He moved up and pressed his elbows to the side of the bed just beside her head as he brushed her hair back and leaned down to kiss her fully, exploring her further.

She ran her hands back up to cup his head as she pressed into the kiss and lifted her legs a little.

He groaned and tightened his grip on her. "I'm going to come. I never can last too long with you."

"That's a good thing." She smiled and pressed her teeth into the side of his neck as he stiffened and cried out with his release.

Every part of her was on fire for the man above her, especially her heart.





Epilogue


One Month Later

"Jamie?" Alex's voice rose from under the door to the bathroom as she gripped the sides of the toilet, too sick to be embarrassed by her heaving nonstop for the last few minutes.

"Just need a minute," she groaned as her stomach constricted painfully again.

"Alright. I'm here if you need me, baby."

She nodded, but ignored his sweet words. They'd shared a Mexican fiesta meal the night before with some work friends to help celebrate Kristen's last day, but surely if she'd gotten food poisoning, then everyone would be sick. Maybe they were. If so... why wasn't Alex?

After taking a few more minutes to gather herself, she stood up slowly and reached for the side of the bathroom counter.

"What the hell?" She washed her face and brushed her teeth before walking back out into the bedroom.

Alex stood up from the edge of the bed. "What's going on? Were you sick last night?"