Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 23

Roman took Blair’s hand before leading her to the master bedroom.

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“Maybe I should unpack before going to bed.” She had never been to this side of the house before. The times she had been here, there had been no need to enter the master bedroom.

Roman shook his head answering “Jenny had one of the day staff do that for you already. Everything has been pressed and hung up before we got home.” Pulling her into the room and up against the wall where he pinned her in place with his body. His grip was firm. The movement made her heart race.

Her eyes darting around the dimly lit room. It was large like the rest of the house, and the only light was burning on the bedside table. The bed was a super king, which was understandable when Roman was over six feet tall. Blair was glad to see he didn’t have satin sheets on the bed. She didn’t know how she felt about satin sheets.

Roman released her wrist, lifting his hands to undo her hair, letting the mass fall over her shoulders. “I love your hair. Don’t ever cut it. I want to see it spread around you or as a curtain when you suck my cock.” His voice was turning husky with arousal.

“Press your hands against the wall and don’t move.”

Blair’s mouth snapped shut, her body instinctively obeying even as her mind raced.

Roman’s eyes never left her as he traced his hands down her front, cupping her breasts and shaping them.

“You like me touching you, don’t you,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her shiver. “Do you like my mouth on you?”

“Yes,” she whispered, her voice trembling. She was excited by everything he said and did.

Roman’s lips curved into a slow, satisfied smile.

Without another word, he reached for the hem of her shirt, his fingers brushing against her skin as he lifted it over her head. Blair’s breath caught as he tossed it aside, his hands moving to the zipper of her skirt. She could feel the heat of his body as it radiated around her.

“Step out of it,” he commanded, as he brought the skirt down her legs to her feet.

Blair obeyed, lifting her legs to let him remove her skirt. Roman’s eyes watched her as he tossed it aside, his hands moving to the clasp of her bra.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, his voice low as he unhooked it and let it fall to the floor. “So beautiful.”

Blair’s cheeks flushed as she stood there in her panties. The only thing stopping her from trying to cover herself up was the hunger in Roman’s eyes.

“Now me,” he said, stepping back. “Undress me.”

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wall, trembling slightly as she reached for his tie first, pulling it free before moving to his buttons of his shirt, her fingers brushing against

she unbuckled it and slid it from the loops. Roman’s breath was steady, but the way his muscles tightened as she reached for the button of his pants told her she was getting

she slid his pants down his legs. She looked up at him. He ran the thump of his right hand

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he had while undressing her, quickly taking his underwear down his legs as well. He stepped out of

slid down to her hips. Blair’s breath hitched as he pulled her flush against him, his hardness pressing into her stomach, her pebbled breasts flush against his hard

he whispered, his

came up to grip his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as he began to kiss her, his

body as he kissed her, his touch leaving a trail of heat. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples until they hardened under his touch. He pinched the nipples, then tugged on the hardened peaks, which made

against her lips, his voice low and

gasped, her head falling back as he continued

his teeth grazing her skin as he nipped her skin. His hands slid down her sides, over her hips, and down to her thighs, where

laid her down gently, his body hovering over hers as he kissed her again, his hands moving to her wrists and pinning them above

“Stay still” he commanded.

to explore

“Please.” She cried, needing more, needing him… inside

off her underwear. He left her, grabbing his tie from

His

trust me?” he

unable to

hurt. He tied it with a firm knot, securing her to the bedpost. Blair tugged instinctively,

trailed down her arms, over her collarbone, and came to rest on her breasts again. He cupped them gently, thumbing her nipples until they

gasps, her body arching into his hands. “Roman…” she

smirked, his fingers pinching her nipples

his fingertips brushing the sensitive skin just above her hipbones. Blair squirmed, her legs

dipped between, finding her already wet. “You’re so

bed as his fingers teased her entrance. He circled her clit slowly, watching her face as she moved with his fingers, trying

her voice barely a

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asked, his tone teasing. He dipped a finger inside her, just enough to make her gasp, but

her relief.