Falling For The Boss (7 page)

I woke up from the most amazing dream. I dreamed that Nate and I had found each other again, and he’d deliciously claimed me. When my eyes opened, it dawned on me that it wasn’t a dream. This wasn’t my bed. I smiled. It was all real. The three months without him had been painful. Always waking up from dreams of him had been unbearable.

I turned and noticed that the other side of the bed was empty and cold. He was gone. I started to panic, then I remembered that this was his house. He wasn’t going to just leave me here and hope that I scurried out on my own. Stretching my body, I immediately cried out. Damn, my body ached in parts I didn’t know it could. My inner thighs felt as if I’d been lunging all day. It took a moment before the ache eased. Sitting up but keeping the covers over my breasts, I took in the bedroom.

It was large but not empty. There were two large dressers, making me wonder if he’d once been married, but I already knew that wasn’t the case. A big comfortable chair with an ottoman sat in the corner of the room. There was a small round table with an empty glass and a book on it. Slowly, I crept off the bed, my body refusing to work fast. He’d joked about me not being able to walk in the morning, but apparently he wasn’t kidding. That damn beast between his legs had destroyed my innocence and punished me until I surrendered to my need. The memory washed over me, and my pussy came back to life. Wow, I hadn’t expected that. The man was going to turn me into a wanton hussy in no time flat.

Ignoring everything but the need to pee, I walked bowlegged to the bathroom. Wanting to see if I looked different now that we’d shared our first night together, I looked into the wall-size mirror. I broke out into a huge smile and took a deep breath. There was a note written in toothpaste.

I love you, Jessica. Please don’t leave me. —yours, Nate

Laughing and smiling at the same time, I did my business. After washing my hands, I looked for a toothbrush. Grabbing his and the now-almost-empty tube of toothpaste, I cleaned the smile that didn’t seem to want to disappear.

As much as I loved having his scent coating every inch of my flesh, I needed to shower. I knew that he’d showered this morning too, from the damp towel hanging up and the other one on the floor. Men.

The high-pressured showerhead came to life, making me jump. Climbing into the hot water, I felt the pressure like a massage. “Damn, I need one of these.”

“It’s yours too, babe,” he replied.

“Aah! Damn it, Nate, you scared me.” I grabbed my breasts, covering them. I hadn’t heard him come in.

“Sorry, babe. I heard the shower, and I couldn’t pass up a chance to see you naked. Give me a kiss and I’ll let you shower in peace.”

I moved to the edge of the shower, and he pulled me to him, not caring that he was getting wet. He growled before taking my mouth. Every kiss was intense yet soft. I moaned in his mouth, which made him grunt before wrenching himself away from me.

“You’re too much, Jess. I’m going to make you something to eat.”

“I love you too, Nate.”

“Thank heavens for that.” He smiled and walked out of the room, but not before picking up his dirty towels.

After washing, I grabbed my clothes and got dressed. My mind and heart felt so damn peaceful. It struck me that one day, this could all fall apart. That thought was almost enough to make me ready to run again, but I’d rather have a short time with him than nothing.

“Why do you look so damn sad?”

I jumped. “You did it again. How can someone so big like you creep up on me?”

“Maybe you’re just not paying attention. You looked lost in thought, some negative thoughts. Do you regret last night?” He moved to kneel at my feet and stared into my eyes.

“Not at all. I just hoped that I wasn’t a flash in the pan. It scares me that we might not last.”

“Don’t ever think that. I have no intentions of letting you even leave the house, let alone walk out of my life. There’s a lot you don’t know about me and my family. If I told you the truth, you might realize how crazy I am for you and run. I can’t have that, so I love that you’re afraid to lose this. It gives me hope that you won’t run screaming.” He pressed his cheek into my hand before looking back up at me. “It has to do with my father, but I just want you to know that I’ll never hurt you, and I don’t want us to ever end. Forever, growing old and grey with twenty grandkids.”

“That’s a lot of grandkids.”

He nodded then stood. His mouth twisted into a wicked grin before tasting my mouth. I moaned, sliding my hands along his smooth head.

“Well, I plan to knock you up with at least six little Hendricks boys, and maybe we can talk about having some girls.”

“Talk about it? I don’t think you get that choice.” There were ways to choose a baby’s sex, but I wanted to let things take their course.

“It’s okay. I said so, so it is. No little beauties like you and my sister. I don’t think my heart could handle having to let them go one day. I’ve had my share today alone.”

“Do you want to talk about Layla and John, yet?” I asked. I knew that he wanted to deal with the whole shocking development with his sister this morning.

“Not yet. Losing her to him is lousy as fuck, but I don’t have a damn say in the matter,” he grumbled.

“It’s going to work itself out. From the way he was at the table, I’d bet any money that he worships her.”

“I guess I could let it go for now.”

“Really? Well, how about we just deal with today before you lose your heart to more Hendricks women.”

“Yes, let’s go eat. Breakfast is ready.”

He scooped me up and hurried me downstairs. I squealed the whole way down, gripping him tight.

I watched her sip her coffee, mesmerized by her beauty. Her blond highlights caught the sun coming in through the back sliding door. It was still chilly, but the sun was bright. Fuck, I wanted to toss her onto the counter, part her thighs, and thrust into her depths, but she was sore from giving me her virgin pussy last night. I licked my lips. I wanted some sticky honey this morning.

“What’s with that look?” she asked with an arched brow of suspicion.

“Nothing,” I lied as I stalked around the table.

Spinning her chair around to face me, I dropped to my knees. Before she could grasp what I had in mind or try to stop me, I had her pussy bared and her thighs on my shoulders. Her mound glistened with my treat. I licked my lips before I kissed her lower ones. She moaned as I loved her pussy with my tongue.

Stroking her lips from top to bottom of her slit, I tasted her sweet honey. I groaned, and drank from her like I couldn’t get enough. Parting her lips, I sucked on her clit, sending her body pulsing and clenching around my head. Gripping her ass cheeks, I pushed her pussy harder against my face, eating her out until she fucked her orgasm out on my face.

I was so fucking hard, but I couldn’t fuck her. My cock was leaking cum onto my boxers. I was in a fucked up way. Resting her thighs on my shoulders, I unleashed my dick from its constricting confines. It stood stiff and wet, begging to come. She started grinding against me, running her hands all over my head and neck, riding out her pleasure. It was so damn sexy.

Once she had collapsed her head against the table, completely spent, I stood in front of her, my dick eyeing her tits. I lifted her shirt off her and tugged her bra down to show me those tits. My cock had a mind of its own, and I was already stroking my cum all over her pretty breasts and her mound.

I roared, “Mine.”

It was as though I wanted to mark my damn territory. She was mine, and I wanted everyone, her included, to know that she belonged to me. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her. A rush of protectiveness ran over my skin. We’d been apart because of someone else, and I knew that threat wasn’t gone even though Jessica was back. Rather, because she was back, it was going to get worse.

I saw the flush of embarrassment on her face. She was new to this, or at least I hoped so. Like a beast, I claimed my territory by nutting all over her in the middle of my kitchen.

Needing to return to being a gentleman, I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. Running the shower, I helped her in to wash off. While she was scrubbing herself, I ran a hot bath with some of Layla’s bubble bath.

She stuck her head out of the shower to grab a towel. “Are you going to take a bath?”

“No, baby, it’s for you.”

“I literally just finished showering. Are you trying to say I really smell?” she asked, wrapping the towel around her body and tucking the end between her breasts.

“I know, baby, but I keep getting you all dirty,” I murmured.

She blushed. “So are you going to dirty me up again? Is that why you ran the bath? You know it’s going to get cold.”

“No, I’m not going to fuck you again until you heal. I felt terrible about beating up your pussy last night. I thought you could use some time to soak your aching pussy.”

“You know, when you say that, it only fucks with my head and gets me all excited again.”

I went into the office on Monday without letting on that Jessica was back. I knew that if Erin got wind of Jessica’s return, the evidence would be destroyed before I had a chance to nail Erin or to find out who she was working with.

I called in a favor from a friend who had ways to dig deeper. I'd have more answers soon.

I called HR to check on the new temp, but they hadn't heard from the agency yet. Even though it wasn't my job, I wanted to speak to the agency myself, so I drove to their office and asked to meet with someone in charge. It took about two minutes before a woman came to the front to greet me.

"Hello, I'm Nathaniel Hendricks at Hendricks Engineering Services."

"Hello, Mr. Hendricks, I'm Donna Wilke. I’ve actually hoped to hear from you personally. Every time we called to speak with you, we were told you weren't available." She escorted me to an office in the back.

"Oh, really? Interesting. By whom?" I had a feeling I knew which the name I’d hear.

"Erin in human resources."

"I’m here because I’d like to know why you keep sending me shitty temps," I growled.

"We’ve always sent a list of candidates to Erin, and she selects who to hire. That's actually what we wanted to speak to you about. They’re never the best we have, and your constant firing of them is a little out of character and damage to our reputation."

"Several of the ladies were let go because they were coming on to me."

She gasped as if she was surprised. "I can't believe that. Why weren't we notified? We thought you were firing then rehiring them to avoid our fees."

"Money has never been the issue. Every lousy woman you sent me cost me a lot of money in lost time."

"I'm sorry. We even included male candidates on the lists we sent to you."

"Have you spoken to Erin yet about getting me a new assistant this week? She was supposed to call you on Friday." My plan would only work if she hadn’t talked to Erin.

"We haven't yet,” she replied.

I tapped my fingers on the table before leaning in. "Okay. So here's what I need you to do. Please only offer male candidates because you've heard of my womanizing ways and you don't trust me."

"Okay, but what if she refuses?" she asked.

"Then tell her you're done with our company. She’s cost both of us a great deal of money,” I retorted.

"That she has," Mrs. Wilke hissed.

"Don't tell her we spoke. I want to catch her in the act,” I reminded her.

We parted ways, but at this point, I trusted no one. Erin wasn’t only playing with my money; she was trying to ruin my life.

The moment I jumped into the back of my truck, I called my woman. "Hey, baby.”

"Hi. How's work this morning?" she asked cheerfully.

Just talking to her made me smile like a fool. "It would be better if I was home with you." I’d be so deep in her, pounding away into her heat, coming as often as possible.

"I agree, but I'm not at the house,” she admitted.

"Where the fuck are you?" I snarled. The thought of her not being there freaked me out. I hoped one of my security members was with her.

"Calm down. Layla and I are at the store. John is waiting for us in the truck.”

“Moriarty is with you? Shouldn’t he be working?” I grumbled.

“I thought you’d appreciate that he wanted to look after his pregnant woman.”

“I do, but that doesn’t mean I want you around him,” I said.

“You don’t trust him?”

What could I say? I just didn’t want her falling for him. "Just call me when you get back to the house so I know you're safe."

"I love you too," she said with a laugh then hung up.

She knew my love turned me into an obsessive ass. What she didn't know was I planned to get crazier. Starting tomorrow, she'd have a full-time bodyguard. Unless she decided to come back as my assistant. She was the best for the job, even though I wanted to fuck her on any surface.

When I got home from work, I couldn't wait to get my hands on Jess. The house smelled fantastic, but food wasn't what I had in mind unless she was her own delicacy.

"Nate, you're home!" she squealed before running into my arms. Jess was only wearing one of my T-shirts.

"I missed you too, my heart."

She crawled up my body, clinging to me like a monkey, before planting her lips on my neck and kissing her way up to my mouth. I tugged on her hair and carried her to the couch. Laying her down, I tugged off her shirt and pulled her panties to the side, then I slipped a finger into her heat. Fuck, she was so wet. With her thighs parted, I made quick work of my pants.

Our eyes met, and I realized that my shy, innocent girl was gone. In her place was a woman begging to be satisfied, and that turned me on more than I’d thought possible. My cock was lined up with her entrance while I leaned over her. In one moment, I claimed her pussy and her mouth, my tongue dancing with hers. She cried out, clawing at my back. I grunted, taking deep strokes into her. The pressure in my spine increased, and beads of sweat rolled down it. Fuck, the feel of her panties against my cock made it hard to concentrate. It took all I had to hold back.

“Nate. Yes,” she whimpered, trying to find relief. I could tell she was close when her walls squeezed me.

“Come for me, Jess. Give it me. I want it. Scream for me,” I demanded, my own orgasm at the brink.

I grasped the edge of the couch and pumped into her just as she began to sing my praises.

“Lord, so good. Oh God, I’m coming.” Her body tensed, holding onto my cock.

I came hard inside her, thrusting and growling as I emptied all of me. “Jessica!”

Another amazing night with my woman.