Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 6

Blair blinked at him, her surprise clear. She had never been the one to undress Dan when she had been with him, he had always taken the lead in their sex life. Then sexual encounters were usually prearranged, occurring once or twice a week when they were already in bed. Furthermore, she had never experienced being on top.

Blair, do as I say now.” There was a note to Roman’s voice she hadn’t heard before. She had to bite her lip to stop herself from moaning.

Blair took a deep breath before straightening up on her knees and reaching for his belt buckle. Her harids trembled as she carefully threaded the belt through the buckle. Roman laid his hands over hers. Blair lifted her eyes to his face, lips slightly parted as her breath came out labored.

“Blair, this is your last chance to change your mind. Because once you unbuckle that belt, there will be no putting the horse back in the barn.” Roman removed his hands from hers, sliding both of his arms along the back of the lounge. “So, think long and hard before you take the next step.”

Blair licked her lips. Roman followed the movement, his jaw clenching, a vein throbbing on his forehead, and she saw his hands digging into the back of the lounge. It was a surprise that he wanted her that much that he was trying to hold himself back from tugging her into his arms. The control he had over himself not just now, but all the time. Sometimes drove her nuts.

Looking back down at her hands resting on his buckle. She wanted to experience this. So, without another word, Blair went to work on his belt. Once it was undone, she worked at the button, then moved straight to the zipper. The teeth separating seemed loud to her ears.

“Blair, lock the door. This is going to take some time and I don’t want anyone coming in seeing,

you naked,” Roman ordered once she was done.

Blair gasped. She hadn’t even thought about their location and the fact that anyone could walk in at any moment. Quickly, she got up on shaky legs and walked across the room to the door, before locking the office door.

Turning around, she leaned back on the door to look at him. He was in the same position she had left him. His eyes intent on her. Her eyes dropped to his opened pants. The throbbing between her legs was almost too much. She pressed her legs together, trying to stop the ache.

His eyes narrowed as he watched her. “Stay where you are and spread your legs.”

“What?” She was unsure why he wanted her to stay where she was. Had he changed his mind?

“Don’t question me, just do it,” Roman told her.

Blair did as she was told, parting her thighs, so her feet were shoulder width apart.

“Touch yourself. Lift your skirt up to you waist and pull your panties down and touch yourself. I want to watch you,” Roman instructed her.

Was he trying to see how far he could push her? The very thought. She had never touched herself before, let alone in front of someone. It wasn’t a case of lifting her skirt and touching herself in an automatic way. This was a seduction. That required some finesse that she wasn’t sure she even possessed. One thing she was sure of, she would not back down now.

Bending forward, Blair placed her hands on each leg just below her skirt. Never taking her eyes from Roman. She knew if it wasn’t for the scotch she had consumed, she wouldn’t have been able to.

As she straightened, she glided her hands up her thighs, taking her skirt up with them. Until her hand slid over her panties. Hooking her thumbs into the band of her lace panties, she pushed them down over her hips. Her spread legs prevented the panties from falling past her mid–thighs. Thinking it shouldn’t be a problem, she bought her legs together so they would drop to the floor. Lifting one foot out so she could spread her legs again.

Roman watched her, saying nothing. She wasn’t sure if she was pleasing him. But Blair was sure he would voice it if he wasn’t happy. Taking a deep breath to prepare herself for what was to come next.

“Blair, I’m waiting. You know I don’t like waiting,” Roman said. His voice was like a warm blanket over her skin, heating it.

Blair held her breath while delicately maneuvering her right hand, gently sliding her fingers between her legs, carefully parting her lower lips.

“Good girl. Now, imagine that it’s me touching you.”

Blair gasped when he said that. Because the very thought of him touching her like this shot her blood pressure sky high. She could feel how wet she was Circling her opening. Blair gathered the wetness before using two fingers to pinch her clit and tug at it until the nub was hard and erect, so sensitive to

the touch.

Blair closed her eyes, letting her head fall back against the door. Who knew having someone watching her while she was touching herself would be a turn on. But it was. She had never felt so worked up. Blair groaned as she felt the pulsing intensify.

It wasn’t long before she needed something more. She needed him. If she couldn’t have that now, then she would do the next best thing. So she sunk two fingers into her channel, working them in and out of herself. Imagining it was Roman’s cock. Crying out, she clutched hold of the doorknob with her

free hand.

“Blair, don’t make yourself come.” Roman was talking, but she was so focused on the fantasy she could barely hear him.

“Fuck, Blair, stop. Now.” The demand was so forceful the words penetrated her brain. Blair stopped. Crying out one more time as her walls pulsed along her fingers.

Opening her eyes, it took her a moment to gather herself. When she did, her eyes widened at the sight of him. He was in the same spot on the lounge, but his cock was in his hand as he worked it up and down. It was the size of him that shocked Blair. She didn’t realize that they could be so big.noveldrama

“Come here,”

In a hazè, she removed her fingers from inside of her before she stepped out of her panties, leaving them by the door, and walked to him. Her skirt worked itself over her privates. Blair stepped between his raised knees, close but not touching, not taking her eyes from him.

Taking her right hand in his, he brought her hand to his mouth and sucked the two fingers she had used to pleasure herself. Roman groaned at her taste. It was enough to almost buckle her knees. He only released her after he had licked them clean. By then, she was ready to self combust.

“Drop down on your knees again.” He told her, his gaze intense. Reaching up, he took her other hand in his own. Helping her into position. When she was where he wanted her.

“Now baby, you are going to suck my cock.”

Her eyes looked at his huge cock before lifting to his. “But?” She was going to ask how it would fit.

He smiled at her. “Blair, however I choose, remember? You will suck my cock. If you are really good. I’m then going to fuck you so hard.”

Chapter 6

Blair blinked at him, her surprise clear. She had never been the one to undress Dan when she had been with him, he had always taken the lead in their sex life. Then sexual encounters were usually prearranged, occurring once or twice a week when they were already in bed. Furthermore, she had never experienced being on top.

Blair, do as I say now.” There was a note to Roman’s voice she hadn’t heard before. She had to bite her lip to stop herself from moaning.

Blair took a deep breath before straightening up on her knees and reaching for his belt buckle. Her harids trembled as she carefully threaded the belt through the buckle. Roman laid his hands over hers. Blair lifted her eyes to his face, lips slightly parted as her breath came out labored.

“Blair, this is your last chance to change your mind. Because once you unbuckle that belt, there will be no putting the horse back in the barn.” Roman removed his hands from hers, sliding both of his arms along the back of the lounge. “So, think long and hard before you take the next step.”

Blair licked her lips. Roman followed the movement, his jaw clenching, a vein throbbing on his forehead, and she saw his hands digging into the back of the lounge. It was a surprise that he wanted her that much that he was trying to hold himself back from tugging her into his arms. The control he had over himself not just now, but all the time. Sometimes drove her nuts.

Looking back down at her hands resting on his buckle. She wanted to experience this. So, without another word, Blair went to work on his belt. Once it was undone, she worked at the button, then moved straight to the zipper. The teeth separating seemed loud to her ears.

“Blair, lock the door. This is going to take some time and I don’t want anyone coming in seeing,

you naked,” Roman ordered once she was done.

Blair gasped. She hadn’t even thought about their location and the fact that anyone could walk in at any moment. Quickly, she got up on shaky legs and walked across the room to the door, before locking the office door.

Turning around, she leaned back on the door to look at him. He was in the same position she had left him. His eyes intent on her. Her eyes dropped to his opened pants. The throbbing between her legs was almost too much. She pressed her legs together, trying to stop the ache.

His eyes narrowed as he watched her. “Stay where you are and spread your legs.”

“What?” She was unsure why he wanted her to stay where she was. Had he changed his mind?

“Don’t question me, just do it,” Roman told her.

Blair did as she was told, parting her thighs, so her feet were shoulder width apart.

“Touch yourself. Lift your skirt up to you waist and pull your panties down and touch yourself. I want to watch you,” Roman instructed her.

Was he trying to see how far he could push her? The very thought. She had never touched herself before, let alone in front of someone. It wasn’t a case of lifting her skirt and touching herself in an automatic way. This was a seduction. That required some finesse that she wasn’t sure she even possessed. One thing she was sure of, she would not back down now.

Bending forward, Blair placed her hands on each leg just below her skirt. Never taking her eyes from Roman. She knew if it wasn’t for the scotch she had consumed, she wouldn’t have been able to.

As she straightened, she glided her hands up her thighs, taking her skirt up with them. Until her hand slid over her panties. Hooking her thumbs into the band of her lace panties, she pushed them down over her hips. Her spread legs prevented the panties from falling past her mid–thighs. Thinking it shouldn’t be a problem, she bought her legs together so they would drop to the floor. Lifting one foot out so she could spread her legs again.

Roman watched her, saying nothing. She wasn’t sure if she was pleasing him. But Blair was sure he would voice it if he wasn’t happy. Taking a deep breath to prepare herself for what was to come next.

“Blair, I’m waiting. You know I don’t like waiting,” Roman said. His voice was like a warm blanket over her skin, heating it.

Blair held her breath while delicately maneuvering her right hand, gently sliding her fingers between her legs, carefully parting her lower lips.

“Good girl. Now, imagine that it’s me touching you.”

Blair gasped when he said that. Because the very thought of him touching her like this shot her blood pressure sky high. She could feel how wet she was Circling her opening. Blair gathered the wetness before using two fingers to pinch her clit and tug at it until the nub was hard and erect, so sensitive to

the touch.

Blair closed her eyes, letting her head fall back against the door. Who knew having someone watching her while she was touching herself would be a turn on. But it was. She had never felt so worked up. Blair groaned as she felt the pulsing intensify.

It wasn’t long before she needed something more. She needed him. If she couldn’t have that now, then she would do the next best thing. So she sunk two fingers into her channel, working them in and out of herself. Imagining it was Roman’s cock. Crying out, she clutched hold of the doorknob with her

free hand.

“Blair, don’t make yourself come.” Roman was talking, but she was so focused on the fantasy she could barely hear him.

“Fuck, Blair, stop. Now.” The demand was so forceful the words penetrated her brain. Blair stopped. Crying out one more time as her walls pulsed along her fingers.

Opening her eyes, it took her a moment to gather herself. When she did, her eyes widened at the sight of him. He was in the same spot on the lounge, but his cock was in his hand as he worked it up and down. It was the size of him that shocked Blair. She didn’t realize that they could be so big.

“Come here,”

In a hazè, she removed her fingers from inside of her before she stepped out of her panties, leaving them by the door, and walked to him. Her skirt worked itself over her privates. Blair stepped between his raised knees, close but not touching, not taking her eyes from him.

Taking her right hand in his, he brought her hand to his mouth and sucked the two fingers she had used to pleasure herself. Roman groaned at her taste. It was enough to almost buckle her knees. He only released her after he had licked them clean. By then, she was ready to self combust.

“Drop down on your knees again.” He told her, his gaze intense. Reaching up, he took her other hand in his own. Helping her into position. When she was where he wanted her.

“Now baby, you are going to suck my cock.”

Her eyes looked at his huge cock before lifting to his. “But?” She was going to ask how it would fit.

He smiled at her. “Blair, however I choose, remember? You will suck my cock. If you are really good. I’m then going to fuck you so hard.”