Her Grumpy Boss (Her Sweet Seduction, #5)

by Adele Knight

“Get on your knees.”

“Do you want to be my naughty assistant, just like in those dirty books you love?”

If I slipped my fingers under her dress, my assistant would be wet for her boss.

“Miss Grier, I asked you a question. I expect an answer.” She bites her bottom lip and nods.

“Then get on your...

I’m a protagonist in a romance book, and I’m about to experience my own spicy scene.

meta asf

“We forgot about the call.” “I didn’t.” He drags his zipper down and reaches inside. “Get under the desk.”

I didn’t expect to connect over a secret kink with my boss days before the end of my employment contract, but he’s acting like one of my filthy love interests ripped from the pages of a book.

He grips himself, stroking upward in a slow, teasing motion. “Stop being a defiant brat and get under the fucking desk. Now.”

I drop to the carpet. My knees sting, but the burn heightens the arousal, spurring me on.

I’m about to see what my grumpy boss’s scowl looks like from my knees.

He touches my cheek, and air rushes out of my lungs in a sudden exhale.

I blink away the emotion and focus on his thumb as it strokes my bottom lip. I flick my tongue over his thumb and open my mouth wider.

His tone is calm and professional as he greets his clients, but his hand is restless as he drags it through my hair, grips, pulls my head forward, and guides his cock to the back of my throat.

This is the dominating, demanding boss I’ve fantasized about, using me in his office in secret, his clients and staff oblivious to what is happening.

Mr. Carlson’s tongue quickly darts out and wets his bottom lip. It’s the only indication that I’m affecting him. He looks as calm and stoic as usual.

I want to make him come undone, drive him so close to the edge that he can’t stop himself from blowing while his clients listen.

Has he ever done something like this before? A spike of jealousy hits me, imagining another naughty assistant in my place. But then I remember his no-fraternization p...

He wants to maintain his composure and not reveal the dirty things he’s doing to me in the privacy of his office. I want to be a brat and take control.

His jaw clenches and his fist tugs at my hair in warning. I grin as much as I can with my mouth stuffed full.

“Fuuck.” He grips the back of my head and pushes until my throat is stuffed full and I’m close to gagging.

“Is this what you want?” He slams his dick into my throat again. “Do you want to feel my balls slapping against your chin? Do you want to taste my cum?”