Boss of Me by Wright Aubrey

Author:Wright, Aubrey
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-02T00:00:00+00:00

18

Katie

What a bad idea. What a bad, stupid fucking idea.

But I couldn’t resist. The moment his lips were on mine, I wanted to scream—in a good way. Mark’s tongue flicked over mine, a smile on my mouth through the kiss.

I hated the effect he had on me. I hated how he made me care enough to want him, how he made me care enough to go out of my way to put a wall between us. If he were just some other guy, someone who didn’t matter, I wouldn’t be going to all that trouble, and I knew it.

At that moment, nothing mattered but the kiss. Maybe he was right. Maybe he and I could take a “vacation” from the situation between us.

Or maybe we were both fooling ourselves, coming up with some absurd plan to try and justify our physical relationship. No way to know for sure, and at that moment I didn’t care. Kissing Mark felt so good, so right.

And how could something that felt so good be wrong?

The sounds of our kiss blended with the soft roar of the engines. We put our hands all over one another’s bodies, my fingers tracing the muscles of his chest through his shirt, his rubbing my breasts through my shirt and bra.

There was something about being in that plane, high above the rest of the world. It made me feel like maybe, yeah, we could take a break from what was happening on the ground, how he and I were during our day-to-day lives.

Or maybe it was a huge mistake. But the moment he put his hands between my legs, I knew it was a mistake I was going to make.

I moaned through the kiss, grinding his hand against my pussy. Wetness soaked through my panties, and I bit down hard on my lower lip as he pressed against me.

“Oh…oh god.” My words were a signal that he was doing exactly what I wanted. And he got the message, pressing on me in exactly the way I wanted.

I worked the buttons of his shirt, his muscles greeting me. And as I did, Mark undid the buttons of my jeans, the dark red of my panties flashing through the opening.

“This what you want?” he growled into my ear.

Part of me wondered, if by saying that, he was giving me an out. A chance to tell him that I wanted to take things slower or to stop entirely. And I knew I could’ve. It would’ve been so easy to say the words “this isn’t a good idea.”

But right then, he was all that I wanted. Mark pulled my jeans down enough to slip his hand under the waistband of my panties.

“You’re so wet,” he purred. “So wet for me.”

It was almost like a tease, like he was letting me know that despite everything, I was putty in his hands when it came to sex. Why did he have to be so hot? Why did he have to know exactly what to do to drive me crazy?

Fucking Mark.

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