
BOSS OF ME
By Tia Louise
© TLM Productions LLC, 2019
Raquel
They say the devil was heaven’s most beautiful angel. Patton Fletcher standing over me, looking down like he wants to devour me, blows that seraph away.
He’s the tiger, and I couldn’t escape if I wanted to.
I don’t.
His shirt’s gone, and my eyes trace the strong lines of his broad shoulders to his firm chest to the ridges of his abs.
The sleeve of ink following the lines of muscle in his arm is wickedly sexy—it makes my insides clench. I’m so eager, I’m sure I’ll burst into orgasm the moment he touches me.
Intense, dark eyes move from my breasts to my legs, and his voice is rich and low. “You have great legs.”
Instinctively, my knees rub together, and he holds out his hand. I take it, and he pulls me up, catching the hem of my sweater and lifting it over my head.
My black lace bra only covers the bottom of my breasts, and he traces his fingers along the tops of them, causing me to shiver.
His eyes darken, and he dips them inside, rolling my hard nipples between his fingertips. “You have perfect breasts.”
My lips part, and the heat surging in my veins has me under his spell. “Thank you.”
“Lie back.”
I do as he says, and he drops between my knees, sliding his hands up my outer thighs and shoving my denim skirt up to my waist.
“I’ve wanted to taste you since you wore that skirt on Friday.”
Oh, shit.
My eyes flutter closed and a moan slips from my throat as he kisses the inside of my knee, tracing his lips higher, along the sensitive skin of my inner thigh.
“Patton…” I hiss as his beard scratches my legs.
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