MY BOSS IS A LION (9 page)

“Well, there’s certainly never a quiet day with my kids around,” Rose replied, giving him a half-worried look. She didn’t want to scare him away, like many men were, by the thought of having to commit to not only Rose but her two daughters, as well.

“That would be a nice change, I think,” he said, shrugging nonchalantly. “I miss feeling surrounded by people who genuinely want me around. It’s been a long time since I felt that way. But your family… they’re enchanting. They’re like a Christmas card.”

Rose chuckled and squeezed his hand fondly. “I know they miss having a man around, too, even though my ex-husband was less than present most of the time, himself. He was not a good father to them. I worry sometimes that I’m not good enough to be both parents, you know,” she confided sadly, staring down at their interlaced fingers.

Joe got up and moved around to sit beside her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close. “You’re more than good enough,” he said, and Rose leaned her head into his shoulder. “But a little help never hurts.” Rose paused for a moment before looking up at Joe, and a smile played across her face.

“You know,” she said, glancing out the back windows, “I really didn’t get to show you around the yard,” she said, her finger tracing around his pants idly. “Come on, there’s something I want to show you.”

Moving softly, she led him out into the back yard, down a cobblestone path that led to the garden. “My mother has maintained this place for as long as I can remember,” she whispered as she hopped along the stones like she was little again. He followed along, laughing quietly with her as she danced into a circle of thick, vibrant rose bushes towards the far end of the garden, coming to a stop and looking around the place like she was among old friends.

“Roses,” Joe remarked, and Rose giggled.

“My namesake,” she admitted with a sigh. “I swear these things are my mom’s first love.”

Joe took a step closer to her, taking her hand and bringing it to his lips. “Don’t go talking about love, Rose,” his voice intoned, and she almost unconsciously exposed her neck, turning her head to give her lion lover free reign of her flesh. “You’ll get me too excited.”

Rose let out a breath as she felt his lips on her neck, and a delicious shiver skimmed down her skin. The next moment, his arms were around her, and she disappeared in his embrace.

He kissed that sensitive part of her body and suddenly, her knees weakened. Her heartbeat raced as her body reacted to his seduction.

“I don’t know how you do it,” she breathed as he began stripping her bare before him there in the very rose garden she was named for.

“Do what?”

“Keeping all those secrets for you to bear alone,” she breathed, her hungry eyes roving all over him before she pressed her lips into his.

He kissed her back, hand stroking her hair. She breathed in his scent. He made her feel like she was right where she belonged. Secure. It felt so right—
he
felt so right. How could she have gone so long in her life without this? How could she have known helping a stranger in an alley would lead to all this?

“I did it out of necessity. It’s not like I can advertise to people who I really am,” he answered. There was a tinge of sadness in his tone. “I’m still surprised you didn’t fear me, knowing the monster I am.”

“Monster?” Rose laughed. “I know monsters, but you’re not one of them. I’ve married one before. Thank god it’s over. I see you, Joe, for the kind soul you are.” She undid the buttons of his shirt. He didn’t wear any kind of undershirt. Soft beams of moonlight illuminated his muscular chest, and lust overcame her. She wanted him now. Her mouth watered. “I want to taste you,” she whispered hoarsely. She could see him swallowing hard, as if her words excited him too.

Slowly, she pushed him down on the grass, into their private Eden. The rose bushes shielded them from the prying eyes of the neighbors. She busied herself with his pants. His hard erection tented the front of his pants. He dressed up this evening. Usually he wore a sport jacket and an expensive brand of jeans. Tonight he had shown up in tan chinos and a black oxford shirt. He cleaned up very nicely; she almost couldn’t take her eyes off of him.

Under the weight of his burning, lusting stare, she unzipped his pants and freed his rock-hard cock from his briefs. A gasp of breath slipped out from him. “Rose,” he groaned.

She took his cock with both hands, stroking it gently. Her mouth instantly watered. She felt a shiver go up him as she wrapped a hand around his cock, and at her touch, it stiffened fully, its full length on display for her. She’d never felt hungrier for it than this instant.

He put a hand in her hair, his fingers gathering a bunch of it as he looked down at her. “That’s it baby. Take me. Lick my cock. Let me feel those sexy lips.”

Her heart fluttered. She let her tongue out and dragged it lazily along his length and across his tip. His cock pulsed. She smiled.
Like it?

“Fuck,” he said.

“Okay,” she replied mischievously, looking longingly at his cock again before opening her mouth and wrapping her lips around the massive, dark crown. The intake of breath she heard from him sent just as much excitement through her as she moved her tongue around the bulging head of his cock, swirling over it and savoring every bit of the warm, smooth flesh.

Slowly, she started to suck him, trying to take in as much of him as she possibly could. He was lavishly proportioned but that didn’t intimidate her. His hand was on her back, encouraging her as she grew more adventurous, stroking along the bottom of his cock and drawing it firmly back up to the tip. Her hand moved to his balls massaging them gently as she felt his cock start to pulse in her mouth. Deep groans reverberated in his chest. “Fuck,” he whispered, and to her delight, with another jerk of his cock, she tasted his precum, a warm bead of his fluids in her mouth as she sucked him.

As she worked his member, his breath grew quicker, his hand gripping her hair tighter. She knew he was close to climax. She wanted him to come in her mouth, reaping her reward. It was exhilarating that she had the power to make the mighty beast like him purr like kitten in her hand.

But as she brought him so very close to the brink of pleasure, she felt him tugging her away by the hair and he stopped her. She looked up at him questioningly.

“I want you now,” he growled. He angled his cock out of her mouth and knelt down. With one smooth move, he pushed her on her back and mounted her.

She gasped as he filled her to the brim. His thick cock stretched her and when he started to move, she thought she was going to have an instant orgasm. She watched him, wide-eyed, as his cock rubbed the most sensitive spot within her, nearly crippling her with pleasure.

There’s a lion in that man,
the thought raced through her head as he pounded into her over and over.
He’s claiming you as his own. He’s practically feral, Rose, what on earth are you doing?

“I love you, Joe,” she said between breaths as he fucked her fiercely.

He grinned, his expression predatory. “Mine,” he growled. He slipped his hands under her hips, holding her up and at a higher angle as he rammed into her. His motions were quick and precise.

The pleasure quickly gathered like a hurricane and pushed her beyond the precipice. Her body tensed as the sheer force of the orgasm paralyzed her for a moment. The intensity of it wracked her body, rendering her helpless.

He came a few seconds after her as she was utterly blown away by overwhelming sensation. When it finally subsided, both of them drew long breaths, and she could tell that he was just as stunned as she was at what had just transpired between them.

He disengaged from her, laying bare in the moonlight. Rose rolled over and let herself go motionless beside him, his warmth radiating over her blissfully as she felt warmer inside than she had ever dared dream.

The two of them lay in the grass for longer than they could keep track of, gazing up at the stars and the moon.

“Rose,” Joe said at last, and she turned her head to look at that gorgeous face of his in the moonlight. “This city is too dangerous. Those men I dealt with—they may not be the last.”

“I kind of guessed that,” she answered softly, taking his hand and giving it a squeeze.

“I’m going to close the agency, move out of state,” he said, finality in his voice as he looked over at her. “But Rose... I want to take you with me. You and the kids, too. I know I’m selfish and I’m not conventional as far as family material goes, but—”

Rose cut him off as she rolled over in the grass and met his lips, kissing him softly, running a hand over his chest. “Joe,” she said, her voice barely a whisper as a boyish grin spread across his face, “I’d like to take that chance. I’d follow you wherever you go. I think we belong together.”

He gave a murmur, a grateful sound deep in his chest. “Whatever comes, Rose,” he rumbled, “know that you’re under my protection. You and the girls. I mean that.”

She sighed a deep, satisfied sigh against him, and his body conformed around hers, laying there naked in the night’s air knowing that whatever the future held, whether it be hardship or a life of leisure, she, her lion, and her kids would all face it together. As one.

As a family.

The End.

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Lizzie Lynn Lee is a gutter-minded hopeless romantic who doesn’t live in this world most of the time. In her perfect utopia, her heroes never take their women for granted, love at first sight exists and soul mates always find a way to be together. She invites you to visit her world, where she spins her tales because the men are sizzling hot, master the art of sex and they are really into their ladies—be that a slim girl, or curvy, interracial, interspecies, sassy or shy—their adventures redefine erotica. Are you ready to be thrilled?

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Love in the Elevator

Shunga Chronicles: Prince and the Assassin

Payback

Shunga Chronicles: Flight of the Heron

Wicked Game

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Busted

Eve Aizawa: Deus Eve Machina

Sexopalooza

Switched

Cyber Lover

Jumping Bones

The Wolf She Married

Savannah’s Menage

Charly’s Chocolate Factory with Celia Kyle

Original Sin

Lycan Wars 1: Instinct

Claimed

Hot-Blooded

Fierce Heat with Celia Kyle

Orient Fevre

Gilded Cage

Corporate Plaything

Spirit World: Maison Plaisir

To Bed A Goddess

The Last Siren

The Donor

The Alien King and I

Dangerous Curves: Wet

Lions of the Serengeti: Jennifer’s Lion

Lions of the Serengeti: Sarah’s Lion

Bound to Me: Fever Lust

Private Sessions

Lions of the Serengeti: Caly’s Lion

Faerykin

Werebeasties

Dragon Hunts

Night of the Lions

Chain of Lust

Taken By a Nymph

Maiden and the Lion

Dominate Me with Noelle Ashford

To Blackmail a Billionaire with Noelle Ashford

Her Dragon Billionaire

Kidnapped and Claimed

Her Tiger Billionaire

Raven’s Bride

Her Lion Billionaire

Bad Dick

Naughty Librarian

Lions of the Serengeti: Yazmina’s Lion

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Scorched

Tamed

The Man with the Dragon Wings

Tiger In Her Bed

Hot Like Fire, Cold As Ice

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My Boss is a Lion