All Chapters of In bed with my boss: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

COLE I should be part of the board meeting happening in the conference room right now, but here I was, in my office, watching my P.A, Sara, take over the meeting through the security camera feed on my tablet. My reason was simple. I didn’t want to be around Emily. Not after what happened a few days ago. I’d come dangerously close to losing control around her, and the last thing I needed was to put myself in the same room with her again and find out how much longer I could keep my hands to myself. Yet somehow, my eyes freely wandered toward the screen, searching for her. And there she was, sitting among the other employees, her glasses perched on the bridge of her nose as she scanned through the documents in front of her. There was nothing particularly different about what she was wearing, yet my eyes lingered on her longer than they should have. I clenched my jaw at the fact that I was supposed to be going through thousands of pages of paperwork, yet inste

COLE~6 hours ago~ “Victor!” I growled as I barged into my stepfather’s home office, where about eight men were seated around a round table. “Cole.” He said my name calmly before averting his gaze from me and looking at the men, giving them a look that was enough to make them get to their feet and file out of the room. He looked back at me with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “To what do I owe such a suprise after all this years.” “Don’t fucking act like you don’t know why I’m here, Victor.” “Listen boy, I’ll tolerate your anger, but your lack of respect when it comes to your use of language won’t be condoned here.” He give me a warning look before reaching into a box and pulling out a cigar. He sniffed it briefly, lit it, and took a slow drag before exhaling. “Now, let’s start this over again.” He leaned back in his chair. “What brings you here?” I flared my nostrils, contemplating whether I should punch him in the face and walk out or act right for the

EMILY Every part of me screamed to turn back. But I couldn’t. I wanted to know if this was all an imagination made up in my head. If I was really the one he imagined while he stroked himself to a perfect release. I placed a shaky palm against the door, pushing it slightly to get a full view of what he was doing. And there he was. Cole. Standing under the shower fully naked, his head was thrown back, his eyes tightly closed, his lips were slightly parted, revealing his clenched jaw as though he was holding back a growl. My eyes slowly dropped lower, landing on the hand wrapped tightly around the thick ridge of his painfully hard cock while his other hand held onto the shower head so tightly it almost looked like he was about to crush it into two. His muscles flexed with each slow movement as heavy grunts and whimpers left his clenched teeth. He looked like an untamed beast, wild, raw, and utterly lost in the thought of me. My name was still falling from his

EMILY I rushed back to the guest room, my heart beating frantically in my chest. I didn’t know what had changed his mood or why he had pulled away, but whatever had happened was a good thing because I was far from thinking straight. Not after what had happened in his room and the kitchen. Not after the way he’d touched me, pressed into me, and spoken to me like he owned me. He didn’t have to fuck me to prove how far he could ruin me. He already had—with his words, the hungry look in his eyes, and the way his sweats had tented. I climbed onto the bed and pulled the duvet over me, trying to sleep, but I couldn’t. I kept tossing and turning, my mind playing the feeling of Cole’s fingers on my waist, just inches away from where I craved him the most. I needed release. I needed to stop the ache so I could think straight and focus on how I was going to avoid him for the rest of my life. My hand slowly moved from beneath my head, gliding down my chest as I imagined

COLE When Marcel called me earlier today to come down to the office so we could go through some of the new things he found, that was all I was focused and bothered about. Until he left. And I was back to thinking about how close I had been to having Emily. It took everything in me to pull away from her that night because all I could think about when I went back into my room for another cold shower was watching my cock slide in and out of her as she took me like I was a puzzle she’d been missing. When I woke up the next morning, I knew she was gone before my feet even hit the floor, and I must say, that was a good idea on her path because the raging hard-on I woke up with only made me think about walking into the room next to mine and fucking her into our work hours. Thank goodness l’d managed to keep myself away from that thought for days, until now, when l found myself doing exactly what I’d always preached against by calling her while convincing myself that she was o