In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 295

He lifted his head and covered her mouth with his, his mouth moved fiercely, almost possessive, every held-back desire in that kiss. When he broke free, his lips brushed a trail down her jaw, then along her neck, hot and bruising. It was like he needed to taste every inch of her.

“Say it again,” he demanded close to her ear, voice husky and rough.

Keira didn’t hesitate this time. Her nails raked down his back as her hips pressed into him. “I want you everywhere or Lex."

Alexei’s chest rose and fell unevenly. “Both.”

"Lex please. I want you everywhere."

“You’re trembling,” he murmured, voice hoarse with hunger.

Keira swallowed, breath hitching. “It’s because of you.”

Alexei’s lips curved into something darker, hungrier. “Then let me take care of you. Because, baby, I don't think you have much control left."

His hand slid beneath the dip of her spine, dragging her closer until she felt the heavy press of his cock against her belly through his pants. His hips shifted, grinding slow and deliberate so she understood exactly what waited for her. Her breath caught, her fingers clutching at his shoulders.

“Feel that? That’s all for you.” His voice was gravel, low and unrestrained.

Keira’s thighs pressed together against the ache tearing through her center. “Stop teasing me,” she managed between shallow breaths.

The corner of his mouth lifted. “Never.” He braced one hand against the small of her back, the other slipping down the front of her panties. The fabric stretched tight as his palm cupped her, fingers parting her soaked folds. Her body jolted.

“Ah…Alexei—” It came out broken, half plea, half warning, as her head tipped back.

He pressed his mouth against the curve of her jaw, teeth grazing tender skin. “So wet already. My poor little firecracker… You really are so easy.” His fingers slid through her wet heat, circling her clit in skilled strokes that made her hips buck against his hand. “You need me to make you come.”

“Yes… God yes.” The words ripped out of her before she could stop them. Her fingers dragged over his chest through his shirt, desperate for something to hold onto.

She hesitated, caught between the fire burning low in her belly and the lingering thread of resistance in her mind. His fingertips tightened in her hair, a sharp slap landing on her panty covered ass that sent a shock through her nerves.

“Keira, do it now,” he repeated, voice controlled, no room for argument.

Her body moved before her brain could protest, and really, she didn't want to. Being under his control was a turn-on. So, she sank to her knees, lifting her hands, her lips parting as she opened his fly. The zipper gave way easily beneath her fingers, a slow deliberate motion that made his breath hitch, she made sure to run her fingers along his length.

Alexei’s hands roamed through her hair along her shoulders one last time before he started to remove his shirt. He made quick work of the buttons before pulling it off, exposing his very toned body. He dropped it to the floor. Her eyes drank it in without shame, hungry and bold.

“Well?” he murmured, the low growl in his voice making her toes curl. “Are you going to do this? Are you going to take care of me, Keira?”

She pulled his pants over his hips and down his thighs before she brushed her lips along the hard length of him, only his underwear separating her from direct contact with him. She wanted…

"Stop teasing," he commanded, fingers threading through her hair with more pressure. "Take them off."