Rockin' the Boss (13 page)

“Come on, Max, hurry baby.” He knelt
beside me as he removed his shirt.

I latched onto him and began kissing
him passionately, groping him like I hadn’t had sex in ages. He found his way
to my hot, wet sex. He began to caress me, inserting a couple of fingers inside
me, fucking me with them. I moaned and moved hungrily with him.

He kissed me and began to lick my
ear. “You enjoying
this,
love?” he whispered, as I
continued to move my hips.

“Yes, baby. I want you to do me,
Max. Damn, I need you to fuck me, baby.”

“I will, sweetheart,” he spoke
quietly into my ear. “Ashleigh, I need for you to listen to me very carefully.
Don’t react—just keep doing what you’re doing. Okay, my love?”

“Hmmm, of course, Max. Just hurry,
I’m going to come.”

“Not now. I need for you to act as
though you’re sick. We’ve got to get out of here. I'm afraid we may not be
safe. I think they may have drugged you, and they’re definitely taping this. Do
you understand what I’m telling you?”

Slowly, fighting through the fog, I
stopped my sexual dance, and Max withdrew his fingers. I sat up, shook my head,
and held my stomach. He helped me dress. Then, he kissed me on the cheek.

“Come on sweetheart, let me get you
home. We’ll come back another night when you feel better.” I nodded my head as
he led us out of the room.

As we walked down the hallway, Lisa
appeared once again out of nowhere. She had a curious look on her face.

“Ashleigh isn’t feeling well, Lisa.
I think it’s that time of the month. I need to take her home.”

“Yes, of course. I hate you have to
cut your visit short.”

“We’ll be back, Lisa,” I offered. I
couldn’t look her in the eye. “Thank you, though.”

Once out of the club and into the
waiting limo, Max spoke up, not to me, but to Keller, whom he knew had heard
everything.
“We’re going home, Keller. Unless it’s an emergency, I’m
signing off.”

I nuzzled his neck—the effect of the
drugs still had their hold on me—and he drew me close.
"We
did well, didn't we, Max?"

"Yes, we did, love, we did very
well."

He leaned down and kissed me,
obviously knowing that unless I fell asleep, he was going to have a long night
ahead of him.

*THE END*

About the Author

Jamie
Salisbury cannot imagine a time when she did not write. A skill that has served
her well throughout her diversified professional career that encompassed public
relations in and around the entertainment industry, photography, editing, and special
event planning.

 An
avid reader of history, biographies, and romance it's only natural that she
prefers to write romances with characters said to be "
so authentic they
spring forth
from the page and shake the reader's hand."
No
stranger to life threatening situations Jamie pulls from life experience when
she creates her stories. Such as when her family had to escape Chile when she
was a teen because of the unstable political climate.

 Finding
herself unable to walk great distances as a result of several foot
surgeries, she started writing once again as a way to pass the time. She
dove
head first into the eBook and digital publishing
paradigm. She couldn't be happier with her decision to grab the publishing
industry by the shoulders and force it to pay attention to all she has to
offer.

Secret Cravings Publishing

www.secretcravingspublishing.com