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 hand cradling the

he’d indicated, hands at her sides. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes trailing

the hem of her skirt. Blair’s breath hitched, but she stayed perfectly

one smooth motion, his fingers brushing against her bare skin as he pulled them down and off before he set them aside on the desk. She felt vulnerable, but

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

but firmly until she was sitting on the edge of his desk, facing him. The cool wood

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steady on the phone. His fingers ran along her skin

desk. His touch was deliberate, unhurried, as though he had all the time in the

and she nearly gasped aloud. Her hips twitched and his

the numbers by the end of the day.” His fingers circled slowly around her clit, drawing a soft whimper

pressed against her clit, rubbing in tight, controlled circles as

down on her lip, her nails digging into the desk as she fought to stay

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 coiled tighter, desperate

then, abruptly, he just

gaze, his expression unreadable as he finished his call. “I want the

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

Blair. His face was level to her core. She had never experienced this before and wasn’t sure how she

them wider, and then his

to his shoulders as pleasure crashed over her in waves. His tongue was relentless,

she whimpered, her voice breaking as his hands gripped her hips, holding her steady. She could feel the tension building

certain she would shatter.

muffled but firm against her skin.

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

away.

stepped closer, his hands gripping her thighs and pulling her to the edge of the desk. She gasped as the cool wood pressed into her heated skin. His voice was low, as he ordered. “Legs around

behind his back as he 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 she felt his

trying to stop herself from moving across the desk with the

breath/His rhythm was almost pagan. Each

so good, so hot,” he growled, his