In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 297

"Fuck, you smell good." His eyes locked on hers, dark and predatory.

Heat flamed across her cheeks, but she couldn't look away. The raw hunger in his expression made her core clench with need. He tossed the panties across the room, dismissive now that he'd gotten what he wanted from them.

He reached into his pants pocket, pulling out items that made her breath catch. A condom packet and a small, sleek device that could only be one thing. Her eyes widened as he placed them on the bed.

"What is that?" she whispered, though she already knew.

"Something to help you learn control." His smile was wicked, predatory. "You're going to come when I let you, Keira. Not before."

Before she could respond, his hands were on her hips, spinning her around and bending her over the edge of the bed. The sudden change in position made her gasp, hands bracing against the mattress.

"Spread your legs," he ordered, voice dark with command. "Wider."

She obeyed, heart hammering as she felt exposed and vulnerable. His fingers traced down her spine, over the curve of her ass, before sliding between her thighs. She was already slick, ready for him, and he groaned at the evidence of her arousal.

"So wet?" he murmured, fingers exploring her folds with maddening slowness.

"Yes," she breathed, hips pushing back against his touch.

"Yes, what?"

The command in his voice made her shiver. "Yes, sir."

"Good girl." One finger slipped inside her, making her moan.

He worked her with his fingers, adding a second when she relaxed, stretching her slowly. The angle made every stroke intense, hitting spots that made her see stars. She was already close, wound tight from watching him come apart under her mouth.

"Please," she gasped, rocking back against his hand.

"Please what?" He twisted his fingers inside her, making her cry out. "Tell me what you want."

"I want to come. Please let me come."

He withdrew his fingers completely, making her whimper at the loss. She heard the soft buzz of the small device coming to life, and her body tensed with anticipation.

"Not yet," he said, voice firm. "You come when I say you can."

The toy touched her clit, a gentle vibration that made her whole-body jolt. It was small but powerful, the sensation focused and unbelievable. He moved it in slow circles, building the pressure until she was trembling.

"Oh god," she moaned, fingers fisting in the bedsheets. "Lex—"

"Hold it," he commanded, increasing the intensity. "Don't you dare come."

"Fuck, you feel so good, tight" he groaned, holding himself still inside her. "Like a vice."

She could barely breathe, caught between the fullness of him and the relentless buzzing against her clit. Her body wanted to come so badly it hurt, every nerve on fire.

"Move," she gasped. "Please, I need you to move."

"You don't get to make demands." But he pulled back slowly, almost all the way out, before slamming back in. The force of it drove her forward on the bed, the toy never leaving her clit. "You will take it."

He set a brutal pace, each thrust deep and claiming. The toy worked her clit in counterpoint to his movements, building her up and up until she was nothing but sensation and need.

"I'm going to come," she warned, voice breaking. "I can't stop it."

"Yes, you can." His voice was rough. "Because you're mine, and you'll come when I decide."

The word 'mine' sent a shock through her system, she belonged to him in this moment, completely and utterly, and that knowledge only made her burn hotter.

His pace quickened, each thrust deeper than the last. The vibrator against her clit pushed her sanity. Her body trembled violently, muscles clenching around him as she fought against the inevitable.

"Now," he commanded, his voice breaking. "Come for me now."

The permission snapped her last thread of control. Keira shattered, screaming his name as waves of pleasure crashed through her. Her vision went white, her body convulsing around him as he continued to pound into her, drawing out her climax.