Page 18 of Mr. Bossy


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He pulled out another jewelry box, this one smaller.“If anyone asks, we’ve been engaged for a month.”

My eyes widened as he opened the box, pulled out a gorgeous monstrosity of a diamond ring, huge and emerald cut, and shoved it on my finger.

“That thing is on loan, as well, and it’s worth a small fortune, so like I said, be careful with the jewelry.”

I was staring at the ring as he began to drive again.“So we’ve been together eight months, engaged one,” I said, going over the fake details of our fake relationship out loud.“We met at a coffee shop where you saw me studying and instantly wanted me, then proceeded to easily seduce me.Am I getting all of the important bits right?”

“Yes.One more thing, though.Sheila knows me.She knows I’m a very physical man, and I’d never be in a relationship unless I was wildly attracted.I want you to act like you can’t keep your hands off me.PDA is an understatement for how I want you to act.”

It was sad how easy that part would be for me.Even as he spoke, I wanted to reach over and touch him, any part of him.“I think I can do that,” I said, my voice thick with lust.

He smiled.“I have no doubts about that.”

“Do you seduce everyone this easily?Has any woman ever turned you down?”

He spared a glance at me, his eyes shuttered against me, hiding everything.“Do you really want me to answer that?”

I looked away.I really didn’t.

But he wasn’t finished.“I could ask you the same,” he said, a bite to the words.“I’d venture to guess that no one’s ever turned you down.”

He wasn’t wrong, no one had turned me down, but the difference between he and I was that I didn’t do things like this often, or truth be told, ever.I’d actually only had a boyfriends, and none recently.Watching my sister go through the ringer with one creep after another, and then getting mixed up in the strip club scene, where guys were never exactly stellar, had made me want to keep men at arm’s length for a while now.

“Are you on birth control?” he asked me.

Well, that was a hell of a subject changer.“Yes,” I answered.

“How long has it been since your last partner?” he asked.

“That’s a very personal question.”

“It’s not idle,” he said simply.“I’ve been tested since my last partner, and I’m clean.Your turn.”

“Yes, I’m clean.”

“Good.I’m usually strict about using a condom, but the idea of putting my dick in you bare is getting the better of me.”

I couldn’t say with any conviction that it wasn’t getting the better of me, too.

“I want you full of my cum.I want to stuff you with it.I want to shoot so many loads inside of you that it’s dripping out of you, and then I want to shove it back in, so I can look at your pussy like that, and play with it, and then, while it’s stuffed to dripping with my seed, I’m going to shove my cock inside of you again, fuck it out of you, and start all over again.”

God.The shit that came out of his mouth, in that sexy as hell accent, was like nothing I’d ever heard before, and I’d heard plenty while working at Exhibitionist.The things he said were crude, uncouth, and outrageous, but also somehow managed to make me hotter than anything I’d ever heard.No matter how over the top it was, I wanted to do anything and everything he said.

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