The Boss

She climaxed around his barely moving cock and his blue eyes narrowed. His fingers slid around to her clit. ‘I want you to get wet every time you see me.’

‘Just when you want it?’

He grinned. ‘No, you can fuck me anytime you like.’

His fingernail grazed her clit and she came apart for him, the ache mingling with the pleasure into something new, something so different and dark she suspected she would learn to crave it. He reared over her and slowly started to come, each long pulse separate, filling her with his liquid heat. When he pulled out, he touched her between her legs, and then fed her his come from his fingers, adding his particular taste to Will’s and Josh’s.

‘You’ll stay the night.’

‘Is that an order?’

‘What do you think?’ His blue gaze was as beguiling as his soft voice. ‘I’m not going to keep you here against your will, but if you stay I’ll expect you to do what I tell you.’

Her heart bumped crazily against her ribs. ‘I’m not used to being told what to do.’

‘I noticed that.’ He cupped her breast and used his finger and thumb to pinch her nipple. ‘You’ve got those two guys wrapped around your little finger. I’m not like that. I’ll take everything I can from you, and then I’ll take more.’

She couldn’t look away from the calm certainty of his gaze. Could he really do that? Take her to a place she’d always craved but never found?

She took a quick unsteady breath. ‘I’ll stay.’

He bent to kiss her mouth. ‘Good. Now get dressed and come back down to the party.’

She shifted on the already damp sheets and let her hand drift down between her legs. ‘I still haven’t showered.’

He got off the bed and stepped into his jeans. He picked up her cotton panties and put them in his pocket. ‘You can shower later while I fuck you. I want you wet.’

‘You want a lot, don’t you?’

He smiled as he buttoned his blue shirt. ‘I told you, I want everything.’

She slowly got dressed, washed as well as she could, and followed him down, where she found Will and Josh on the dancefloor doing their own version of the Macarena. Robert was standing by the bar smiling down at some beautiful woman who clutched his arm. Meredith faced the other way and waved at her roomies. They waved back, but seemed determined to finish their dance.

She strolled across to the open window and studied the hazy coastline. She almost jumped when Robert came up behind her and handed her a fresh margarita.

‘It’s beautiful here. Quite different from Scotland.’

‘I would think so. It’s cold there, isn’t it?’

He shrugged, the motion bringing his large body into contact with hers. ‘Cold enough. Put your drink down and tell me what’s along the coast from here.’

Meredith balanced her glass on the windowsill and pointed to the right. ‘Keep walking this way and you’ll end up in San Francisco.’

‘Funny.’ She shivered as his hand skimmed under her short skirt and cupped her mound. ‘Tell me more. God, you’re nice and wet.’

Unsteadily she pointed to the left. ‘It gets better.’ His fingers, cold from carrying the icy drinks, searched out her already swollen pussy lips and tugged on them. ‘If you keep going that way, you’ll end up in Los Angeles.’

‘Really,’ he murmured into her ear before biting down on it. ‘You’re better than my navigation system.’ One long finger slid inside her and another circled her clit. ‘Have you ever been clamped down here?’

‘Clamped as in parking?’ His answering chuckle tickled her skin. ‘Oh, you mean that kind of clamp, sure.’

‘Did you like it?’

‘Yes.’

‘Good to know.’

His fingernail grazed her clit and she bucked against his hand. He immediately moved closer, pinning her against the window frame. She wondered how many of the guests, the people she worked with, for God’s sake, were looking their way, what they thought, what they could see … Her cunt clenched around his finger and he stopped moving.

‘Not yet, you haven’t finished giving me my geography lesson.’

Meredith drew a very shaky breath and pointed straight out to sea. ‘If you keep going for a few thousand miles that way, you’ll get to Hawaii.’

‘That’s right.’ He pinched her clit and she came hard, her hands clenched on the window frame. ‘That’s nice.’ She sighed as he removed his fingers and brushed them across his mouth. ‘Now, please finish your drink.’

He wandered away again but she didn’t turn around. She wanted to follow him and see whether he’d openly caress her in front of the other guests. She’d probably let him; let everyone in her office see that what they’d always gossiped about was true. She was a slut and proud of it. The sun was disappearing fast now, an orange and red ball streaking the skyline into a crazy patchwork of tropical colours and long shadows.

Will and Josh came and stood on either side of her.

‘Was he finger-fucking you just then?’ Will asked quietly.

Meredith shuddered. ‘Was it that obvious?’

‘Only to us because we know how you look.’

‘He asked me to stay the night.’

Will took her hand. ‘And what did you say?’

‘I said yes.’ Meredith swallowed hard. ‘He doesn’t mind about you two.’

‘That’s big of him,’ Josh grumbled. ‘Mind you, I bet he is big.’

Will squeezed her fingers. ‘You do what you want, roomie. And, if you need to come home in a hurry, just call us, OK?’

‘Thanks, guys.’

Josh kissed her cheek. ‘You’re welcome, just as long as you share all the juicy details with us later.’

Robert joined them and smiled at Meredith over Will’s head. ‘Everything all right?’

‘Sure. I was just telling Josh and Will that I plan on staying over.’

‘Good.’ Robert nodded. ‘Do any of you need another drink?’

Meredith shook her head. Was it really as easy as that? No one was going to fight over her? Not that she wanted that, of course. Being civilised was so much better.

‘I’m just going to the bathroom.’