My Arrogant Boss by Kylie King
Chapter Fifteen
RACHEL
I couldn’t wrap my mind around what was happening fast enough, but I quickly came to the realization that Finn had his lips on mine and was groaning like he’d wanted this to happen for a very long time.
And who was I to pretend I hadn’t wanted the same thing too? I threw my arms around the back of his neck, and he groaned again, picking me up in his strong arms and carrying me toward the king-sized bed.
When he laid me on my back, he pushed between my legs, and his mouth came down to my throat. He kissed me ravenously, and I wrapped my legs around his waist and brought my hands to his face, forcing his lips back on mine. They felt too good to lose.
“Rachel,” he said. His voice was breathy and guttural. “Should I stop?” he asked.
“No. Don’t.” I held him closer, locking my legs around him.
He looked down at me with soft green eyes, then dove back down to kiss me passionately. I threaded my fingers through his hair, and when he pressed his erection between my thighs, I instantly wondered what he’d feel like inside me.
I broke the kiss and forced him to lean up so I could unbuckle his belt. He watched me lower his pants while on his knees on the bed, and when his boxers were down too, he held my chin between his thumb and forefinger and said, “I’ve been dreaming about your mouth, Quinn.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes. And all the things I wanna do to it.”
“What do you wanna do to it?” I asked.
“I want to fuck it,” he said in a near growl. “I want to see what you look like with those pretty pink lips wrapped around me.”
“Then do it,” I challenged. “Fuck my mouth, Finn.”
“Say no more.” He gripped the base of his cock and brought the tip of it to my lips. I spread my lips apart, and he entered my mouth slowly. His mouth gaped as I closed my lips around his thickness, and then he sighed and held the back of my head, guiding himself deeper down my throat. “Shit, that feels so good,” he groaned. He went deeper until he was touching the back of my throat. “If only we still hated each other, then I could hate fuck your mouth right now.”
He pulled away, and when he did, I gasped and said, “Let’s pretend we still do. I’m sure it won’t be too hard.”
He smiled down at me, then clutched a handful of my hair, bringing his cock back to my mouth and shoving it between my lips. I moaned around him, and he stared down at me with an intense gaze that made my body roll with pleasure.
“How does it feel having the man you hate’s cock in your mouth?”
I moaned.
“You’ve wanted this since the first night we met, haven’t you?”
I sighed around him. Yes, I wanted it, despite how much I couldn’t stand him. He was so devilishly handsome, and I wanted him in every way.
“Fuck, you look so good with me in your mouth,” he rasped. “So sexy.”
He pulled out of my mouth, and I sucked in a breath. Then he went straight for my dress, lifting it up and taking it off me. He noticed my matching red lingerie and smiled like he’d just discovered gold. “Seems I wasn’t the only one who wanted this to happen, was I? I know the saying about women and their matching lingerie.”
I smiled up at him and said, “Oh, shut up and fuck me already.” Then I clasped his face in my hands and brought his body down on mine.