The Boss Project by Vi Keeland

He swelled in my mouth, growing impossibly thicker as I worked my tongue over the bulging veins and opened my jaw still wider. I started to jerk him with one hand while I pushed past the spot in my throat that wasn’t always easy. When he slipped in deeper, his grip on my head tightened, and I felt his body shake as the switch flipped from getting head to taking it. Merrick began fucking my mouth.

He held my head in place while he took over, pumping in and out, grumbling curses with every thrust in.

“I’m going to come… Evie.”

His grip in my hair loosened, giving me a chance to pull away if I wanted to, but I wanted it as much as he did. So I answered by taking him as deep as I could.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” He groaned.

My eyes started to water as he emptied into me for a very long time. I wasn’t even sure how I managed to not choke on the never-ending stream he unleashed down my throat.

He was still panting like he’d run a marathon when I stood. I wiped my mouth and grinned. “Thank you for the lipstick.”

Merrick chuckled and shook his head. “I’ll buy you the entire cosmetics store if just a lipstick makes you that happy.”

I smiled. “It’s not the lipstick. It’s… Well, where did you get it?”

“I stopped at the store the other day when I was running errands for my grandmother.”

“How did you know what color to ask for?”

“I didn’t. I went to the counter and told the lady I was looking for a color that looks like the stain cherries would make. I had no idea there was one called Cherry Stained.”

I smiled. “I didn’t either. But that’s my point. It’s not the lipstick. It’s that you were thinking of me and went to the store to do that.”

Merrick pulled up his pants. “Well, I’m glad my perverted thoughts make you happy because I’ve got plenty of them.”

I pushed up on my toes and kissed his lips chastely. “I have to get dressed.”

“What? No. You can’t do that and not let me take care of you.”

“That’s sweet. But…” I looked at my watch. “You have an appointment in five minutes, and I have a session in a little while, and I still need to do some things before that.”

Merrick’s bottom lip jutted out. “I don’t like this.”

I grabbed my panties and bra and started to get dressed. “Oh? You don’t like coming into your apartment to a naked woman and getting a quickie blowjob? I’ll have to remember that.”

“Wiseass.” He wrapped a hand around my waist and tugged me to him. “Can I see you tonight?”

“Can I get back to you? I might have plans.”

He frowned.

I smiled. “Relax. It’s with your friend the real estate agent. I’m looking at apartments.”

“Oh. What time?”

I buttoned my blouse. “What time will I be done?”

“No, what time are you going? I’ll try to get out of the office early.”

I stopped buttoning. “You want to go with me to see apartments?”

He shrugged. “Can I convince you to skip that appointment and come up here and let me fuck you all night instead?”

I shook my head. “I need to get out of my sister’s place.”

Merrick shrugged again. “Then what choice do I have?”

“We could see each other tomorrow night after work?”

“That’s not an option.”

I smiled and finished getting dressed in a hurry. “I’ll text you when I know my plans. You should take the elevator down first since you have a call.”

“They won’t start without me. You go. I need a minute after what just went down here.”

I kissed his cheek. “Hope the rest of your afternoon is as pleasant as this has been.”



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“Do you have anything available on an upper floor?” Merrick asked Nick, the real estate agent he’d introduced me to.

“Not in this neighborhood.”

We’d just looked at our third apartment. This one was a brownstone that wasn’t too far from my sister. It was already empty and ready to move in, and had so much sunlight. I loved it. “I love that it’s on the ground floor, especially since it’s a walk-up.”

Merrick frowned and pointed to the big windows. “You can see right in from the street. Not to mention, it’s easy to break right in, too.”

I shrugged. “I can get blinds, and I want to get a dog anyway.” I turned to the real estate agent. “They allow pets, right?”

He nodded. “Under thirty pounds with an extra security deposit for damages.”

I smiled at Merrick. “Problem solved.”

“How does that solve your problem? What’s a dog under thirty pounds going to do if someone tries to break in?”

I put my hands on my hips. “Are you insinuating size makes a difference in toughness?”

“No, but it makes a difference in the sound of a bark. And a tiny dog yapping isn’t going to scare off an intruder. Plus, how are you going to have a dog when you work all day?”

My face scrunched up. “What’s that got to do with anything?”

“What’s it going to do, sit around all day?”