The Taste of His Boss (Jessica's Game, #1) by Patterson M. L

Author:Patterson, M. L.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: M. L. Patterson
Published: 2020-03-17T16:00:00+00:00

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Chapter 5

I spent hours with Amber at the shelter, making sure she got comfortable there before I left and headed home, my blood still boiling.

Fuckin’ men. Give them a little power, and they become monsters.

I pulled into my driveway, stopped my car, and took my keys and held up the key to my house. My eyes burned as I glared at the key and got out of my car, and they stayed locked on it as I walked towards my back door.

You assholes all think you can push people around just because you have a dick. Well, the real power doesn’t belong to the dick.

My eyes left the key and fell to the keyhole on the back door. I placed my finger on it and stroked it gently.

The real power belongs to the pussy.

Sliding the key into the keyhole, I grinned and cocked an eyebrow.

You don’t go anywhere unless we say that you do.

Entering the house, I stripped my clothes off one article at a time, leaving them in a trail from the back doorway all the way up the stairs to Ron and I’s bed where I climbed in with both my phones. The satin sheets rested gently on my body and caressed my bare nipples, stomach, and legs.

“Mmmm,” I cooed.

I spread my legs apart and rested my hands just below my clavicles. Closing my eyes, I ran my hands slowly down my body, tracing the soft curve of my breasts, feeling their silky softness. Then to my abdomen, pressing slightly into my flesh, massaging it. Then down to my inner thighs, pressing more firmly on them. I thrust my hips slowly, undulating, spreading myself open wider.

“This is the center of real power,” I said aloud.

I picked up my everyday phone and texted Ron. “Hey, babe. I’m home. Lying in bed, thinking about you.” Heart emoji. I laughed and tossed the phone aside. I was thinking about him. About betraying him.

Then I picked up my other phone...and texted Austin.

“I’m naked. In bed. Thinking about your hands on me.”

He responded immediately.

“Fuck! Been horny since you left. Hiding behind my desk.” Eggplant emoji. “I’m supposed to call a doctor if this lasts more than 4 hrs?”

“Lol,” I responded. “Or just call me and let me suck you dry.”

“Damn, woman! NOT helping.”

“Hahaha.” Smiling devil emoji. “So, how do you feel about fucking Ron’s wife?”

After planting that salacious seed, I waited like a huntress, massaging my outer labia to stimulate the crura of my clitoris until he took the bait and responded. And he finally did.

“It’s tempting, but the guy... your husband... works for me. Wouldn’t want my wife fucking my boss. If I was married, that is.”

“Of course, you wouldn’t. Ron wouldn’t want you fucking me, either. He’d be pissed. And crushed. I’d be an evil bitch of a wife to do that to him.

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