Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 5

Her heart pounded in her chest. Just by his kiss was enough to tell her there had been something wrong with her relationship, Dan had been the problem all along. She didn’t even love Roman. Found him to be all too arrogant. But what she was feeling from just his kiss was more than she had felt with heavy petting when Dan touched her. Blair pulled back to stare at him.

Her boss raised an eyebrow. His expression… Blair was trying to put a word to it. “Blair, is everything alright?” His voice was calm, but there was a flicker of something else in his eyes… something that made her stomach twist. Was it amusement? Hunger? She wasn’t sure, but she didn’t care. Not right now. Her mind was whirling with her own emotions. She could feel the heat between her legs and how wet she had become from one kiss.

Blair wasn’t sure if she should be ashamed. She had been with Dan and only Dan. Now she was getting all hot and heavy with her boss.

She leaned in closer. She still held his tie, her grip on it tightening. “…… need to know,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. “If… if this is normal.”

His lips quirked into a half–smile, and he tilted his head, studying her with those piercing gray eyes. “Normal for what?” he asked softly, his tone almost teasing. He reached forward to run his fingers down her face. His eyes followed their movement.

Blair bit her lip, her mind racing. How could she explain this? She couldn’t just blurt out that she’d seen her fiancé fucking someone else… that she didn’t even feel jealous about it now or overly heartbroken. She was angry, mad and shocked that she hadn’t picked up on the affair. No, she couldn’t say it, but she didn’t want to come across…. What? Something that wouldn’t make her sound like a complete flake or shallow. She needed to see if something was wrong with her. She needed to feel wanted.

“I… I don’t know how to describe it,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “But I need you to show me.”

The look in his eyes was so hot that she could feel the heat of them scorch her, and he reached up, gently prying her fingers off his tie. But instead of pulling away, he wrapped his fingers around hers, holding them tightly.

“Show you what, Blair?” he asked, his voice low and smooth, like silk. It caused goosebumps to appear on her arms.

She swallowed hard, her breath catching in her throat. Every nerve in her body was on fire, her pulse racing as she stared into his eyes. “Everything,” she said finally, her voice firm despite the way her hands were shaking. “I need to know if I’m normal. If… if I feel the way I should.”

He studied her for a long moment, his thumb brushing lightly over the back of her hand.

“Blair, I’m not sure this would be a good idea. You have been drinking. Tomorrow you could regret this and with the amount you have drunk. It might seem like I took advantage of you.”

She got up from the lounge and walked over to his desk, heart pounding in her chest, which echoed with the same throbbing of her core. Picking up his gold pen and the notepad on his desk. Quickly she wrote a statement before

he dropped his eyes. He read aloud what she had scribbled down. “I, Blair Warner of sound mind, give permission for Roman Kingston to fuck me, Blair Warner, in any which way he so chooses. Signed Blair Warner. At least you know

him on the lounge, then lifted his eyes to her face again. “In any which way I choose, Blair. You could be playing a very dangerous game here.” Roman settled back on the lounge, putting his hands on his knees. She saw his fingers clench and turn white as if he was stopping himself from reaching for her. The sight of him and the deepening sound of his voice only increased her need. Sending shivers down her

about this, Blair?” he asked, his voice soft but serious. “Once we start, there’s

throw herself at her boss, a man who had always

said finally, her voice steady despite the tremor in her

darkening before lifting a hand to touch her, “Kneel in front of

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Chapter 5

the floor,

bottom: “Fuck, I knew you had long hair, but this is a wet dream.” Blair never wore her hair

her lip. She enly had on a camisole under the jacket that had a built in shelf,

I choose, remember? Do it.” There was a growl in

it off her shoulders and down her arms, then off. Letting it drop

against the thin fabric of the cami. Lifting a hand from his knee, he rubbed a finger over one beaded nipple.

her head. Saying in a shaky, breathy voice. “No, only when we

to be

Also, making sure it wasn’t her nipple.

was braless. Blair groaned as Roman brought his

instructed, his voice low and