Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 116

Chapter 116

He pulled her closer. It wasn’t forceful. It was more of a desperate need. He had to

touch her. He needed that connection.

One arm around her waist, the other cupping the back of her head, and then his mouth was on hers.

Hot and fierce. He used his tongue demanding entry to her mouth.

Sutton didn’t resist. She sank into him like a rag doll. Her hands clutched at his shirt, yanking him closer, needing him closer. She didn’t care that this

could be a mistake… She needed him, wanted him.

He tasted like heat and hunger. He was the reason for her scars. Right now, that didn’t matter.

His breath caught when her nails scraped up his chest. She could feel him unraveling already. The same way she was. They had been apart for so long. Too long for their bodies.

She gasped as his mouth broke from hers, sliding to her jaw, then down to her neck. He sucked just under her ear, rough enough to sting, just right enough to make her thighs squeeze together.

“I can’t-” Luca’s voice cracked. “I can’t wait to be good to you. I want, no, I need you. I need to be inside you.”

“Then don’t,” she whispered.

His hands were already under her dress, fingers dragging over the tops of her thighs, thumbs pressing into the soft flesh just above her stockings. She had started wearing lace stocking tops as her belly got bigger. Her black cotton panties–nothing fancy, just practical–and they were damp enough now that they stuck to her.

He groaned low in his throat when he felt them. How wet she was, how ready for him.

“I love how wet you get for me,” he rasped. “Just for me.”

She nodded, breath catching. “Yes… Just for you.”

His reaction was visceral. His body jerked forward, a sound low in his throat. He kissed her again, more savage this time. His body pressing her against the cold metal server cabinet behind her, hard enough that she felt the edge bite into her spine.

She didn’t care. She wanted it.

She wanted him however she could get him. She wanted everything they’d left unsaid to pour out of them in touch, not words.

Luca dropped to his knees without another word. She was only slightly shocked by his sudden movement, but then his hands curled around her thighs, lifting one leg over his shoulder.

She wobbled, reached behind her, grabbed the edge of the server cabinet.

He kissed the inside of her knee. Slowly. Then higher. And higher.

He pulled her panties to the side, didn’t bother taking them off yet, just exposed her. Making her groan.

he breathed. “Look

The lights overhead were too bright, the air too cold, but his mouth was fire

a slow, deliberate line up the center of her,

strangled sound. One of her hands went to the edge of the table for balance; the other buried itself in

“Luca-”

groaned against her. “You taste better than

her again, long and lazy, then

her ankles, he helped her step out of the wet panties. Before he lifted her leg back on his shoulder as his

he started to

his knees in front of her. So it wasn’t

the climax. Luca licked her clit in tight, controlled circles, then flattened his tongue and dragged it wide and slow He changed rhythm every time her hips started to rise, teasing, devouring,

heat. His stubble scratched the insides of her thighs. Luca’s fingers dug into her ass to keep her from squirming

gone. It was all too much, and she was shocked when her

own pulse thundering in her ears and the obscene, wet sound of his

let out a loud moan when he slipped two fingers inside her

she gasped.

his breath hot against

That did it.

with a sharp, shuddering cry, her thighs clamping down around his head, her hands scrabbling for purchase on the cold, hard table edge behind her. Her body pulsed

never come

S

hammering in her throat. Sutton was unraveling quickly. She didn’t care if she should feel embarrassed

her

still he didn’t

licked her through it, soft and slow now, like he was calming her down.

she sagged forward, trying to

pupils dark. He

She did.

he turned her

hands hit the server table hard. The metal was cold. Her breath fogged the

She

was behind

and she felt the hot weight of his cock pressing between her legs. She

“Please,” she whispered.

body,” he murmured, running his cock through her wet folds

at the sound of

at a time until he was buried to

They both groaned.

Sutton,” he hissed. “You’re

was perfect.

snap of his hips that knocked the air out of her