The Boss Project by Vi Keeland

“What time do you have to go?”

“I’m meeting him at a diner in Midtown at twelve. So I need to get out of here by eleven thirty.”

Merrick reached over to the nightstand next to him and grabbed his phone. “I’m messaging my driver. He’ll take you and wait for you to get done.”

“That’s not necessary.”

He ignored me and continued typing. When he was finished, he placed it back on the nightstand. “I told him to come at eleven forty-five. It’s Saturday, so traffic will be light. Plus, I need the full hour to help you get ready.”

I arched an eyebrow. “You’re going to help me get ready? Like blow dry my hair and do my makeup?”

“Nope. I’m going to make sure you smell like sex, and my cum is inside you while you’re sitting with that asshole.”

I chuckled. “Possessive much?”

“You have no damn idea.” Merrick crushed his lips to mine, and it didn’t take long before I was lost in the moment. He broke the kiss but kept my bottom lip between his teeth and tugged. “I want to come inside you. Not use protection. Can I do that, Evie?”

I swallowed and nodded. “I’m on the pill.”

Merrick trailed his knuckles down my cheek. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

He buried his head in my hair and nuzzled my neck, sucking along my pulse line as he made his way to my ear.

“I’m going to apologize before we even start,” he said. “Whether I have any right to or not, I feel territorial right now knowing when we’re done, you’re going to meet another man. So I need to fuck you hard.”

I liked the sound of that. Spreading my legs wide beneath him, I grinned. “Well, get to it, bossman.”

Merrick didn’t need to be told twice. He licked his hand and slipped it between us, making sure I was lubricated. But I’d been ready since he’d said the words I want to come inside you. His pupils dilated as he realized how wet I was. He aligned his swollen head with my opening and pushed inside with one deep thrust. His eyes closed as he stayed in place, looking like he’d found nirvana. When they opened, he began to move—like he’d never done before. Merrick pulled almost fully out and slammed back in hard, over and over again.

“Fuck, Evie. I’m going to fill this pussy so it’s still dripping out of you when you go.” He pulled back to look at me and groaned as he sank in. “Mine.”

My nails bit into his back as I climbed toward climax. “I’m going to…” I didn’t even make it through the sentence before my body started pulsating on its own. “Oh, God.”

Merrick sped up. It was hard and raw, each thrust going deeper until he finally let out a roar, “Fuuuuck.” Then his hips bucked one last time before he planted himself deep inside me.

We kissed languidly for a long time after that. Merrick smiled as he brushed a lock of hair from my face. “Since you won’t let me join you for lunch, at least you’ll have a bit of me inside you now.”

“We don’t need to have sex for that to happen.” I placed my hand over my heart. “You’re already in here. So you’re with me wherever I go.”





EPILOGUE

Merrick



One year later



“I didn’t take you for someone who would get freaked out by a little turbulence.”

“Hmmm?” I looked over my shoulder before merging from the airport onto the highway. “What are you talking about?”

“On the flight here,” Evie said. “You were so tense. Every time I looked over at you, you were white-knuckling the armrest.”

“Ohh…” The thought that a few bumps on a plane would bother me after all these years of travel was pretty comical. I’d once slept through an emergency landing. But I nodded anyway. “Yeah, I thought I hid it well.”

Evie chuckled. “There was sweat beading on your forehead at one point.”

We’d just landed in Atlanta for Kitty’s long-planned family reunion picnic, which was two days from now, though Evie thought the party was tomorrow. She also thought we were going straight to my grandmother’s.

I cleared my throat. “It’s only seven. My grandmother has her weekly card game until nine. I told her to have it since half the time flights are late anyway. Do you want to take a ride to your Airbnbs, to check in on things, since we have some time?”

I had no backup plan, so I was banking on her saying yes.

“Oh yeah, that would be great. Let me look on the app and see if they’re booked.”

Shit.

Of course it was booked. I’d booked it a month ago under a fake name thinking I was slick, but I hadn’t stopped to consider she’d want to check before we went and would find it was rented.

Evie typed into her phone. “They’re both booked.”

“You want to do a drive-by anyway, just check on the property? What about the glamping site?”

“No, it’s okay. Maybe if we have time on the way home. It looks like they’re open on Sunday, so that might be better.”

I felt like kicking her ass. Think. Think. I was nervous as shit, so my brain couldn’t come up with anything. “You sure?”

She looked over at me and squinted. “You don’t want to get to Kitty’s while all her card friends are there because last time they made a comment about your cute bum. Is that it?”