Late Night With My Boss: Cheating On My Husband by Jaime Thorne

Author:Jaime Thorne [Thorne, Jaime]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2020-06-04T05:00:00+00:00

HERS

Mick was hungry.

His lips felt like they were consuming me. His hands felt like they were roaming with reckless abandon.

It had never been like this before.

Throwing myself at a man so obviously eager for me. A man who couldn't help himself but wanted so badly to take control.

My mind raced, thinking of all the things he would do to me while I breathlessly moaned yes. While I begged him for more.

The way he'd slam me over his desk and strip my blouse of the rest of its buttons, rending it and tearing it and rendering it absolutely useless. The way he would push up my skirt and push my panties aside and press that throbbing bulge that I can feel against my hip deep inside of me.

Fulfilling and satisfying me, maybe for the first time.

In all of my sexual encounters up until now I had been the aggressor, had been the dominant one. All of the men I'd been with had been stunned, like they were so worried about doing the wrong thing or about hurting me that they'd just let me take control.

But being with a man like Mick, it showed me there was a world of sexual pleasure out there for me to explore, to be guided through.

He left my lips to taste my skin, burying himself in my neck while his hands moved around to grab my ass and squeeze so hard that it hurt. I wrapped a leg around him and pulled him in, feeling him pressing closer and closer to my sex and wanting so much more.

I ran my hand up his back and buried my fingers in his hair and the light hit it just right, making it glint.

My wedding ring.

In all this time and in all this moment I realized that I'd never once thought of Doug. Doug with his soft body and his passive air. Doug who wanted so badly to please me, to be enough for me.

This was betraying him and betraying his confidence. This was satisfying a dark need within me to be taken and used and consumed.

This was one thing.

"This is so wrong."

The words slipped out and they came out in a moan and I felt him stiffen and stop. I felt his hands move so slightly, so imperceptibly, but they were barely touching me anymore.

My body ached to return to that. To feel this man on me and feel so much more. Not to hold back anymore, to take what we both have wanted for so long.

"We can stop," Mick said to me, pulling back and looking me in the eyes.

I felt the memory of his lips on mine, on my skin. My neck was still wet with his kisses and I knew my answer.

"Don't stop."

"Liz," he said, "Liz we don't have to do this. We've crossed lines but god Liz. You're married."

"Stop," I said, "Don't talk about him. Don't mention him. I don't want to think of him. Neither should you."

He looked indecisive. He pulled back and held me at arm's length.

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