In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 116

Chapter 116

Chapter 116

He pulled her closer. It wasn’t forceful. It was more of a desperate need. He had to

touch her. He needed that connection.

One arm around her waist, the other cupping the back of her head, and then his mouth was on hers.

Hot and fierce. He used his tongue demanding entry to her mouth.

Sutton didn’t resist. She sank into him like a rag doll. Her hands clutched at his shirt, yanking him closer, needing him closer. She didn’t care that this

could be a mistake… She needed him, wanted him.

He tasted like heat and hunger. He was the reason for her scars. Right now, that didn’t matter.

His breath caught when her nails scraped up his chest. She could feel him unraveling already. The same way she was. They had been apart for so long. Too long for their bodies.

She gasped as his mouth broke from hers, sliding to her jaw, then down to her neck. He sucked just under her ear, rough enough to sting, just right enough to make her thighs squeeze together.

“I can’t-” Luca’s voice cracked. “I can’t wait to be good to you. I want, no, I need you. I need to be inside you.”

“Then don’t,” she whispered.

His hands were already under her dress, fingers dragging over the tops of her thighs, thumbs pressing into the soft flesh just above her stockings. She had started wearing lace stocking tops as her belly got bigger. Her black cotton panties–nothing fancy, just practical–and they were damp enough now that they stuck to her.

He groaned low in his throat when he felt them. How wet she was, how ready for him.

“I love how wet you get for me,” he rasped. “Just for me.”

She nodded, breath catching. “Yes… Just for you.”

His reaction was visceral. His body jerked forward, a sound low in his throat. He kissed her again, more savage this time. His body pressing her against the cold metal server cabinet behind her, hard enough that she felt the edge bite into her spine.

She didn’t care. She wanted it.

She wanted him however she could get him. She wanted everything they’d left unsaid to pour out of them in touch, not words.

Luca dropped to his knees without another word. She was only slightly shocked by his sudden movement, but then his hands curled around her thighs, lifting one leg over his shoulder.

She wobbled, reached behind her, grabbed the edge of the server cabinet.

He kissed the inside of her knee. Slowly. Then higher. And higher.

He pulled her panties to the side, didn’t bother taking them off yet, just exposed her. Making her groan.

“Holy fuck,” he breathed. “Look at you.”

Sutton’s head tipped back. The lights overhead were too bright, the air too cold, but his mouth was fire as he caught her clit in his mouth.

Then his tongue licked a slow, deliberate line up the center of her, and her legs nearly gave out.

She made a strangled sound. One of her hands went to the edge of the table for balance; the other buried itself in his hair.

“Luca-”

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He groaned against her. “You taste better than I remember”

He licked her again, long and lazy, then again, and again, until her thighs trembled.

Her panties were then in his way, Lifting her leg down to the floor so he could finally push them down her legs, letting them fall to her ankles, he helped her step out of the wet panties. Before he lifted her leg back on his shoulder as his mouth settled back between her legs.

Then he started to eat her properly.

She was so close, watching him on his knees in front of her. So it wasn’t long before she shattered when he took her clit into his mouth and bites softly.

He didn’t stop, just pushed her through the climax. Luca licked her clit in tight, controlled circles, then flattened his tongue and dragged it wide and slow He changed rhythm every time her hips started to rise, teasing, devouring, tasting her like he was trying to make up for every mistake he’d ever made.

His nose pressed into her heat. His stubble scratched the insides of her thighs. Luca’s fingers dug into her ass to keep her from squirming away.

Sutton was gone. It was all too much, and she was shocked when her need overtook her again…

The room blurred. All she could hear was her own pulse thundering in her ears and the obscene, wet sound of his mouth on her. The air was cold against the sweat forming along her skin…

She let out a loud moan when he slipped two fingers inside her without warning.

“I can’t–Luca-” she gasped. “I’m gonna-”

“Come on, my mouth,” he said, voice thick, his breath hot against her. “I want you to.”

That did it.

She came with a sharp, shuddering cry, her thighs clamping down around his head, her hands scrabbling for purchase on the cold, hard table edge behind her. Her body pulsed around his fingers, slick and messy and violent.

She had never come twice so fast.

S

Her heartbeat hammering in her throat. Sutton was unraveling quickly. She didn’t care if she should feel embarrassed by it. She had read in one of her baby books that being horny was normal.

He held her through it.

And still he didn’t stop.

He licked her through it, soft and slow now, like he was calming her down. Kissing her inner thighs. Pressing his lips to the inside of her knee.

When she sagged forward, trying to breathe, he finally stood.

His mouth was wet with her. His eyes were blown wide, pupils dark. He kissed her like he wanted her to taste what he’d taken.

She did.

Then he turned her around.

Her hands hit the server table hard. The metal was cold. Her breath fogged the shiny surface. Her dress was still hiked up to her waist.

She

Luca was behind her in seconds.

He pulled her hips back toward him, and she felt the hot weight of his cock pressing between her legs. She hadn’t even heard him unzip his pants.

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“Please,” she whispered.

“I’ve missed this body,” he murmured, running his cock through her wet folds before lining himself up. “Missed this pussy”

She moaned at the sound of his voice.

He pushed inside her slowly… one thick, stretching inch at a time until he was buried to the hilt.

They both groaned.

“Fuck, Sutton,” he hissed. “You’re so fucking tight.”

Her eyes fluttered shut. The stretch was intense. The pressure was perfect. She felt full. Owned by him… She had missed this.

He pulled back and drove into her with a snap of his hips that knocked the air out of her lungs.

Then he did it again.

And again.

He set a brutal rhythm that was deep, fast, unrelenting. The slap of skin on skin was loud, the wet, obscene sound of her body welcoming him over and over again.

Her hands gripped the table so hard her knuckles ached. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, her bra only holding them in because of her dress.

One of his hands found her breast, yanked her dress down, and heard the stitches snap under the pressure. He pushed her bra down, cupped and squeezed her needy breast. The other hand slipped between her legs again, fingers finding her clit like he’d never forgotten where it was.

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