My Sexy Boss Novels & Stories

"Now undress me.” Like a robot on command, I walked towards him to do as I was told. He had already taken off his shoes, leaving him with his buttoned up long sleeved shirt and belted pants. I started to undo each bottom after the other, beginning from the bottom. I was halfway through the process when I felt his hands cup both butt cheeks and jerk my towards him. Another loud gasp escaped my lips when my breasts crashed against his chest and my vagina felt his bulge. I didn't understand why or how I was even enjoying this. The initial idea of sleeping with my boss's husband repulsed me. I was disgusted at him when I realized he also wanted to do the same, but now. Now all I wanted to do was

The leather seat was cold and somehow, Chad seated next to her made the entire air freaking hot. Her boss was none other than Chad Steele, billionaire heir and Playboy of the city. He was a ruthless businessman and a cassanova. Chad Steele wasn't one to settle for anything, not even in business. Woman fell all over him and he had his daily pick. When Olivia had gotten an appointment letter from Steele Inc, she'd made herself a promise to stay away from her boss, but clearly fate has other plans. Somehow, she ended up his secretary after the last one resigned without reason and now, the very man she planned to avoid was in her face 24/7.

His heart pounds with anxiety as he secretly arranges his cock under the desk. “Well, thank you for asking.” Robert chuckles with a broad smile. “You know I hate demanding rests, that makes me feel older.” Before Theo objects to his self-teasing, Robert stands up and looks at his wife. Mrs. Aldridge puts her tablet aside and Theo doesn’t dare to look at her face this time. He can barely hide his hardening cock as standing, grabs his phone in a hurry and turns around. “Amy?” His boss calls Mrs. Aldridge. “Shall we get some fresh air, darling?”

My fingers thread through his hair as I keep his head in my chest, my ankles locking behind him so he doesn’t get away from me. I’m on the edge of losing my mind. I can’t stand the idea of him getting away from me now, not even by an inch. “I also have to say, you’re sexy as hell as a boss, you know that?” he continues, his voice raspy as he massages my breast, rolling his hips forward against mine. “Is that so?” I murmur, my breathing sharp and erratic. I slide a hand between us, down his abs, and grab his cock from over his pants, squeezing it lightly. “What if I start giving you orders then? Will you find it sexy too?”

“I’m serious! You’re hot, and he’s hot. It’s practically fate. You’ve got the sexual tension of a whole N*****x series just waiting to explode.” Lucas. My boss. My very hot, very off-limits boss. With that deep voice, piercing eyes, and a jawline that could cut glass. The man I’ve been secretly fantasizing about since my third week at the company. Who once brushed my arm in the break room and nearly sent me into cardiac arrest. “Yeah, well, I’d rather not ruin our work dynamic. Or, you know, get fired for harassment,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady even though my heart was racing at the mere mention of him.

“Don’t tell me you projected on the boss.” I sat wearily on the table. “It’s worse than that.” She stopped typing. “What can be worse than shouting at your boss?” “Having sex with him.” She gasped, drawing the attention of the other workers. She covered her mouth, stood up, and dragged me to a corner. “This morning?” “Last night.” She frowned. “You fucked Alex Kane last night and I’m just finding out?” I scoffed. There was nothing exciting about sleeping with your boss, walking into his office, and remembering how you sat on his table and cummed on it.

He put the pen down on the desk and stood up, walking slowly towards me. "How are you, my angel?" he asked in that hoarse voice that made my legs go weak. "I am wonderfully well!" "Oh really?" He gave a short laugh. "And may I know the reason why you are so well?" "Ah, it's because I was very well fucked by my boss!" I said as if I was talking about the weather. "Your boss is a lucky guy!" He laughed even more. "He really is. But he's also a very hot guy, with a huge cock and everything he does is amazing."

I just engaged in BDSM sex with a man who was my boss, but not just any boss, an absolute shithead of a boss, when a few hours ago, I was so sure that I would never let him touch me. And it was the best sex I'd ever had, hands down. "Not bad for your first time, Miss Rhodes," he commented. I felt him looking at me even in the dark, and I turned my head to look at him, too. "It was fine. I mean, it wasn't uncomfortable or anything." "I want you to know that this doesn't affect our relationship outside of this bedroom," he mentioned. I wasn't sure why, but I felt embarrassed by his words. "I won't expect anything from you once we head back to New York."

It’s a bit of an adventure. He stood up slowly. I felt the thick head of his mature cock rub against my soaked entrance, teasing. He slid it up and down my slit, coating himself in my juices and the mess he’d just cleaned. “Please…” I whispered brokenly. My boss chuckled softly. “I am going to fuck the hell of you today. You’ll definitely work for every penny of the payment you received.” He pushed into me much faster in a single forceful thrust than any of the men ever had.

he asked, though his hands were already moving higher, under my shirt. "Nothing. I'm just tired." "You're always tired lately." His tone held an edge of frustration. "The doctor said sex is safe, right?" Safe. Not do you want to Not I miss being close to you. Just it's safe, right? "Marcus, I don't" "Come on, babe. It's been two weeks." His hands cupped my breasts now, and I felt nothing No desire. No connection. "I miss you." You miss having sex whenever you want.