Falling for My Boss

“Are you listening to me, Elizabeth?” He blew in my ear and I jumped back suddenly. “Or should I say, Eliza” —he paused and grinned widely— “Doolittle?”

“What do you want me to say, Scott?” I said, my tone rising as I was unable to stop myself from giving him the reaction I knew he wanted.

“I want you to say that when I fuck you the next time, you won’t be playing any games.”

“The next time?” My jaw dropped, both at the crudeness of his words and the fact that he thought we were going to get together again.

“Yeah.” He smiled and his blue eyes gazed into mine with an amused expression. “Only this time, you’ll be the one getting the shock of your life.”

“You’re not still mad about the lap dance?”

“No.” His fingers grabbed mine and he pulled me towards him. “So when can I see you again?”

“Tonight.” I said softly, not even sure where the word had come from. I couldn’t believe that I was saying it. “You can come over tonight.”

“I can.” His eyes sparkled into mine. “You’re sure about this?”

“I’m sure that I want you to lick whipped cream off of my breasts yes.” I winked at him. “I mean, we do need to talk. I’m not just going to jump into bed with you again. We need to see what we both want and figure this all out.”

“You lost me after licking whipped cream off of your breasts.” He muttered.

“Scott.” I rolled my eyes at him, but I was already feeling excited. I wasn’t sure what Lacey was going to say when Scott and I arrived home together, but I was pretty sure she’d be happy for me.

“What can I say?” He leaned close and gave me a quick kiss. “I’ve been thinking about touching you and fucking you since you arrived tonight.”

“So romantic.” I groaned, but I couldn’t stop smiling. “People are going to wonder what’s going on.”

“Let them wonder.” He laughed. “Go and get your stuff. We’re leaving.”

“What? We’re still playing games.”

“The only games I want to be playing are me inside of you and how many different ways I can achieve that.”

“Scott, you’re so bad.”

“Not so bad.” He grinned. “You wouldn’t be inviting me back if I was so bad.”

“Yeah, you’re not so bad.” I laughed.

“Just give me a chance.” He said seriously, his face suddenly changing. “I know I like to joke around and I know that I’m forward, but I do like you, Elizabeth. I like you a lot.”

“I like you too.” I said. “And I’m willing to give you a chance if you’re willing to give me a chance.”

“I’ve always been willing.” He said with a smile. “Let’s get out of here.”

***

“Lacey seems nice.” Scott sounded distracted as we walked into my bedroom.

“Yeah, she’s great.” I said and pushed him back against the door. “Kiss me mister.”

“You always surprise me, Elizabeth.” He pulled me towards him and pressed his lips against mine. “I never know what to expect when I’m around you.”

“I’m a bundle of fun, a roller coaster ride of excitement.” I grinned and ran my hands down his chest. His body felt warm and I pulled him in, happy to be so close to him again.

“You’ve got that right.” He said and grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the bed. He looked down at me and groaned. He pushed me back and I fell onto the mattress. I gazed up at him and his face was dark with desire as he pulled off his shirt.

“Sexy.” I grinned as I looked up at him. We both paused as we heard the doorbell going off. “Lacey will get it.” I said and pulled him down towards me. “Don’t worry about it.”

“I’m not.” He said as he hand moved up and squeezed my breast. “I have more important things to be doing.”

“Oh Scott.” I groaned as he pinched my nipple.

“Shh.” He muttered as he pulled my top off and I felt him slipping my breasts out of my bra. He moved his mouth down to my breast and started sucking eagerly on my nipple. I lay back with a big smile on my face and I could feel my toes curling as he switched his mouth to my other breast.

“Elizabeth.” Lacey said and knocked on the door.

“Ignore her.” Scott said and I nodded, grabbing his hair and pulling him up for another kiss. I wrapped my legs around his waist and moaned as I felt his hardness against me.

“Elizabeth.” Lacey knocked on my door again. “Elizabeth.” She said loudly.

“I’m busy, Lacey.” I shouted back without moving. “Come back later.”

“Elizabeth,” She shouted more insistent now. “You need to come out, you have a guest.”

“I’m not expecting anyone.” I moaned as I felt Scott undoing the top of my jeans.

“Elizabeth, Shane is here!” Lacey shouted and I froze. Scott’s eyes narrowed as he looked down at me and my stomach dropped.

“I don’t want to talk to him.” I said, but I found myself sitting up.

“Elizabeth, you need to come out. Now.” Lacey’s voice was anxious. “He brought your present with him. I think you’re going to want to see this.”

“Don’t go.” Scott said and grabbed my hand as I jumped up off of the bed and pulled my shirt down.