Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 170

She turned toward him, her hands working at his belt. “Your turn.”

But he caught her hands again, his expression suddenly serious. “Keira, we need to talk about protection.”

Reality crashed back in. They were in a warehouse, held captive, with no access to contraception. The responsible thing would be to stop, to wait until they were safe and could take.

proper precautions.

But looking into his eyes, feeling the connection between them that had nothing to do with physical attraction and everything to do with something deeper, she found she didn’t care about being responsible. They may never get another chance at this. If things went badly she wanted to experience this. Forget doing the right thing.

“Are you on the pill?” he asked, his voice strained with the effort of stopping when they were both so far gone.

“No,” she admitted. “But it wouldn’t matter. I couldn’t get to it

His jaw tightened. “If we do this, you could get pregnant.”

anyway.”

The words made her freeze, thinking of her cycle. “I should be okay. Wrong time of the month.” It wasn’t entirely true, it was close, but she didn’t want to stop. Couldn’t stop. Not now. She needed him regardless of what came later.

Something flickered in his eyes, control warring with desire. “Keira…”

“I know the risks,” she said firmly. “I’m choosing this. Choosing you. Please.”

For a moment she thought he might argue, might do the responsible thing for once which would really piss her off. Then his control snapped completely. He kissed her hard, pouring all his pent–up need into the connection of their mouths. She could taste herself and it pushed her renewed desire into overdrive.

She helped him out of his remaining clothes, her hands shaking with anticipation. When he was finally naked beside her, she took a moment to appreciate the full picture. He was beautiful, all lean muscle and golden skin, exactly as magnificent as the tabloid photos had suggested but somehow more real, more hers. “Shit, you are hung.”

“Keira.”

“Sorry but it had to be said.” She had never seen one so big. She wasn’t talking stupid like you would read about in women’s books. But it had to be a good length; the thing that worried her was how thick he was. Was that normal?

He positioned himself above her, his weight supported on his forearms, making her forget her line of thinking once he nudged her, oh god the heat.

“Are you sure?” he asked but she could hear he was so close.

I’ve ever been about

feeling of him filling her, completing her, was overwhelming. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, She felt stretched to

breathed against

and demanding. She met him thrust

rhythm between them grew more desperate, more urgent. What started as gentle exploration transformed into

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nails raked down his sweaty back, her body

against his ear,

cared about the noise. The world had narrowed to this moment, this connection between them. He

breath came in short pants as he pounded into her, each stroke hitting deeper than the last hitting that spot. The intensity was almost

her legs tightening around his waist. “Don’t

into her relentlessly, his movements rough and demanding. The sound of skin against skin echoed in

voice strained with

another orgasm building, more intense than the first. Her inner walls clenched around him, drawing a harsh curse from

shoulders. She

more punishing. “Let me feel you. I need you to let

combination of his words and the relentless pace pushed her over the edge. She bit

the

tore through her, more powerful than anything she’d ever experienced. Her body convulsed around him, muscles

waves.

followed her over, his own release claiming him with a force that left him shaking. He buried his face in her neck, his

her with a low, guttural

breathing hard. Keira’s body still trembled with aftershocks, oversensitive and sated. She clamped down on him one more time and

into the thin mattress,

she whispered when she could

his eyes still dark with satisfaction. “Are

traced the line of his jaw with trembling fingers. “That

he finished

raw intensity of being with him like this. The desperation of their situation had stripped

withdraw from her body.

herself with the certainty in