Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 13

As Blair arrived back at the office, Peters had offered to take her things to Roman’s estate after dropping her oft By the time she stepped off the lift to their floor, she was completely emotionally wiped.

Kara came out from behind her desk when she saw Blair. “Are you coming for drinks tonight?”

Blair had totally forgotten that today was Friday. Which gave her a little thrill knowing she and Roman would have the weekend together. She was sure there would be so much he had planned for her.

“Hm, I had..” How was she going to get out of it? Blair went at least every two weeks for an hour at least. She and Dan would often go together. Would he take Laura? “I’m not sure I can this week.” Blair needed to find out about Roman’s plans first.

Kara smiled. “Are you doing something with Dan this weekend?”

Everyone knew at the office that Blair had been engaged. Now she wasn’t. Surprised that she didn’t care everyone knowing the truth and what a dog Dan was. Some would slap him on the back, thinking he was a stud, but most will look down on him. “Dan and I are no longer together.”

Kara looked surprised at the news. “What? Why?”

Blair shrugged. “I don’t like cheaters, and Dan isn’t happy with just one woman. I’m not sure about tonight.”

Kara gasped at her. “Why that dirty dog.”

“Now you can understand why I’m not wearing my ring.” Blair showed her bare hand.

“Blair, do you need any help? Somewhere to live for a while? Let me know. I would help you out.”

Blair was touched by the offer. “Thanks Kara, but I’m fine. I have somewhere. I better go. Has Roman finished with the marketing team?”

“Yes, they filed out of there about 15 minutes ago. I just put through a call from finance.” Kara let her know.

Blair nodded before heading towards Roman’s office. Opening the door after a soft knock.

Blair stepped into the office. He sat behind his desk on the phone, his tie slightly loosened, his suit jacket draped over the back of his chair. His eyes flicked up as she entered, and for a moment, they locked onto hers with an intensity that made her breath catch.

He didn’t stop talking, but his hand moved, gesturing subtly toward the door. His fingers curled once, twice, a silent command. Lock it.

back, Roman’s gaze was still on her, heavy lidded. He pointed to the spot between him and his desk, his other

indicated, hands at her sides. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes trailing over her

breath hitched, but she stayed perfectly still, her eyes locked on his face. His expression gave nothing away. Only the faintest flaring of his nostrils as his

bare skin as he pulled them down and off before he set them aside on the desk. She felt vulnerable, but with the

phone. The sound of his deeper voice registered to her more than his words. He was turned on just

edge of his desk, facing him. The cool wood

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on the phone. His fingers

bit her lip to stifle a sound, her hands gripping the edge of the desk. His touch was deliberate, unhurried, as though he had all the time in

wetness, and she nearly gasped aloud. Her hips

businesslike. “We’ll have the numbers by the end of the day.” His fingers circled slowly around her clit, drawing a soft whimper from her lips. He raised an eyebrow, a smirk

her. His thumb pressed against her clit, rubbing in tight, controlled circles as his fingers slid inside her. He scissored his fingers in

her lip, her nails digging into the desk as she

his fingers worked her ruthlessly. He knew exactly how to touch her, how to draw out every sensation until she was trembling, her thighs squeezing around his hand. She could feel herself on the edge of losing control, her body

abruptly, he just

at him in shock. Roman held her gaze, his expression unreadable as he finished his call. “I want the numbers by 5pm in my

silence of the office suddenly deafening. For a long moment, they didn’t move, just watched each other. Then, without a word, Roman stood, his hands moving to her hips as he pulled her closer to the edge of the desk. Blair’s breath caught as he dropped to his knees in front of her, his eyes

face was level to her core. She had never experienced this before and wasn’t sure how she felt about it. In some ways, having a man go down

hands slid up her thighs, spreading them wider, and then his mouth was

Blair cried out, her hands flying to his shoulders as pleasure crashed over her in waves. His tongue was relentless, swirling and stroking, driving her

her voice breaking as his hands gripped her hips, holding her steady. She could

certain she would shatter.

her skin. And when she did, it was

wet with her desire. He didn’t say a word, His eyes locked onto hers as he unzipped his pants. Once he was free, he wasted no time rolling on a condom. Blair’s breath hitched, her body still trembling from

away.

the desk. She gasped as the cool wood pressed into her heated skin. His voice was

positioned himself. He rubbed his sex through her lower lips for a moment, his gaze burning into hers, before he thrusted into her hard, so deep

her fingers squeezing onto the edge of the desk, trying to stop

was almost pagan. Each stroke pushed her closer to the

so good, so hot,” he