My Bastard Boss Wants Me In His Bed のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

~~ETHEL~~Edwards' expression remained perfectly neutral. "Mr. Martell cares about the safety of all his employees, Miss Sterling."It wasn't a denial.What the hell did Keanu think he was doing having me monitored without my knowledge?Fifteen minutes later, the car pulled up in front of my flat. I thanked Edwards before opening the door and stepping out.Maya was sitting on my porch, her overnight bag sitting beside her leg since she planned to spend the weekend with me. She'd texted me while I was in the car that she was already at my house. Her wide eyes moved from me to the car, and back."Girl, he's even given you a personal chauffeur?" Maya practically screamed as she bounced up to her feet. "I thought you said there was absolutely nothing there.""And there isn't," I laughed at her marvelled expression. "This was just a one-time thing."I didn't want to mention Max because that would just ruin her mood.Her suspicious eyes scanned my face. "If you say so."I forced a chuckle a

~~ETHEL~~His tongue plunged into my mouth, wrapping around my tongue and sucking greedily on it. I tried to battle back and give as good as I was served, but my mouth was no match for the intensity of his.His tongue easily overpowered mine, exploring every crevice of my mouth with unrelenting relish, and all I could do was wrap my arms around his neck and hold on while he turned me into a whimpering mess.One of his hands came up, diving into my hair, while the other moved everywhere—my breasts, my back, my hips, and my ass—like he was trying to permanently remove the imprint of any other man.The elevator dinged, its doors parting to signal that we'd arrived on his penthouse floor.Keanu didn't break the kiss. He wrapped his arm around me, pulling me flush to him, his other hand still gripping my hair as he walked backwards out of the elevator, pulling me with him.It was messy and sloppy as Keanu tried to open the door while still holding on to my lips, but neither of us cared. Fi

~~ETHEL~~"Girl, tell me you didn't go back." Maya questions with her wide, curious eyes.She was sitting at the edge of my bed after having just woken me up to demand the gist of everything that happened between Keanu and I last night."Nope.""Damn, girl." Maya burst out laughing. "So good of you for giving him a taste of his own medicine. I feel like such a proud momma right now!"After Keanu left me on the brink, my first thought was to storm out of his place. But then I realized I could do so much better.I could show him that I could dish as good as he served.I could still remember his stunned expression when he realized that I'd beat him at his own game, the way his jaw worked, his massive dick bulging through his boxers.The sheer satisfaction I felt at having had the upper hand over a man like him.Maya laughed again. "I bet his balls are still blue."My mind ran wild. What did Keanu do after I left? Had he jerked off thinking of being inside me?I'd done the same when I got

~~ETHEL~~My whole body thrummed with anticipation as I slowly made my way back to Keanu's desk. His dark eyes watched me, but he made no move to pull me to him. Dragging in a breath, I sank down on his firm lap, tilting my body to look at his face.His arm slowly circled me, his hand pressing down on my sensitive nipples through my blouse, his eyes moving to my lips."Kiss me, Ethel."His commanding voice jolted right through me, and I covered his mouth with mine. I expected him to intensify the kiss, but he didn't. He took his time, the kiss slow, languorous, yet it evoked that same deep ache I'd been feeling since last week.His hands reached for the button on my skirt, unbuttoning it before tucking out my blouse. Then his fingers were descending past the waistband of my panties, over my clit and straight to my weeping entrance.Two fingers impaled me at once. I broke the kiss with a gasp, pressing my back against his chest, the two digits instigating a burn so sensuous it had my t

~~KEANU~~I straightened my tie as I left my office, the scent of sex still clinging to my senses, mingling with my disbelief at what I'd just done.Keanu Martell didn't lose control. Didn't fuck his assistant on his desk while his entire executive team waited in a conference room. Except I just had.And Christ, I wanted to do it again.Friday night, after she'd left me aching at my penthouse, I'd spent the entire weekend planning. I was going to drive her insane. Make her beg. Then I'd take her back to my place and remind her exactly who was in control.Except that plan had gone fantastically to shit the moment she'd leaned over my desk, giving me a perfect view down her blouse.The boardroom doors loomed ahead. I checked my watch. I was twenty-six minutes late, something that had never happened. I pushed through the doors. Twelve faces turned toward me. Some were curious, others annoyed, but they were all quickly schooled into neutral expressions."Mr. Martell, we're glad you coul