Boss Naughty (Hot Bosses Book 2) by Alexa Hart

Author:Alexa Hart [Hart, Alexa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Ryan

The restaurant Julian chose is warm and smells deliciously smoky. He leads us in like he’s been here a million times before, with a small nod to the hostess and a memorized path to the most secluded booth. We slide into the corner seat next to each other, so close our thighs brush under the soft linen tablecloth. A tall skinny waiter comes to take our drink order almost immediately, settling thick paper menus on the table. Julian interrupts him, speaking in perfect Italian.

“Grazie. Avremo entrambi i ravioli di aragosta, per favore. E una bottiglia di Dom Perignon.” The romantic language sounds something like sex rolling from his tongue. I don’t speak Italian, but I do recognize the name of the champagne. The same one I ordered a case of, the day we went suit shopping. The man nods at Julian before scampering away to retrieve our beverages.

“What did you order?” I ask him bemused.

“Will you ever let me surprise you?” He smirks at me, and I raise my hands defensively.

“Hey! I’d say you’ve surprised me a lot today. Wouldn’t you?”

“I suppose that's fair,” he concedes, “tell me about your day.”

I lick my lips, admiring the sweet change in his normally mischievous demeanor. As I open my mouth to begin the monologue I’ve been waiting to give him all day, I realize why he seems so strangely sweet. It’s a ploy.

Julian’s hand rests on my thigh – on the side with the two-foot slit in the fabric of my dress – brushing at my bare skin with his soft thumbs. His smile widens, prompting me to continue.

“It was incredible, Julian. Thank you. I—what are you doing?” As I speak, his fingers inch upwards, brushing at my sensitive skin completely undetectable under the table. Before he has a chance to answer my innocent question, the waiter returns with our champagne. As the skittish looking man fills our flutes Julian drifts his hand higher, reaching a devious finger out to brush against my clit, causing me to jump in my seat.

“Is everything okay?” He asks in a mock sweet tone, feigning concern. The boy with the champagne watches me intently.

“Yes, um… Sorry, it was just a bit of a chill.” My voice trails off as he continues his menstruations, running an unforgiving finger over my clit, encircling the knot of currently hypersensitive nerve endings.

“Julian what are you doing?” I whisper to him as the boy walks away, leaving the bottle in ice beside our booth.

“Take a sip of your champagne.” He orders me.

I oblige, allowing the cool liquid to wash over my tongue, igniting it with carbonation and lowered inhibitions. He was right, Dom really is good.

“You see princess, I promised myself I’d find some evil way to incorporate that champagne into your punishment one day.” I meet his gaze; he’s been thinking about this since then?

“Oh yes,” he reads my thoughts, “I’ve been contemplating all the different forms of discipline, and sensual abuse I’d inflict upon you for that dirty little prank.

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