by J. S. Cooper
“What do you mean?” He said innocently as he opened the fridge. “Want a beer?”
“No.” I shook my head and sighed. “I don’t understand you, Scott. What do you want from me?”
“You’ll see.” He grinned and I felt his hand on my back, running down to my ass. I jumped and looked out to the dining room.
“Scott, what are you doing?” I glared at him.
“Not much right now.” He laughed. “But, do you want to know what I’m going to do to you?” His voice was soft as he leaned towards me and whispered into my ear. My legs shook and my skin tingled at the feel of his warm breath. He didn’t wait for me to answer before he continued talking slowly in a seductive voice. ”The next time I get you in my bed, I’m going to tie you up so you can’t move, then I’m going to spray whipped cream on your breasts and then I’m going to—”
“Scott!” I cut him off, my face going red as Alice and Liv looked over at us from the table with confused and interested expressions from across the room, where they were looking at a photo album from their high school days, while they waited on the game to resume.
“Yes, Elizabeth?” He stepped back and smiled at me innocently.
“Stop it,” I hissed at him and then smacked his chest when I saw his sister Liv and her best friend, Alice, looking away.
“Stop what?” he said with a smirk and ran his finger across my lips gently.
“You can’t do that.” My eyes flashed at him as I looked at the two girls again. What was he playing at? Was he going to expose me and the fact that we’d already met? Heat spread across my face and warmed my belly as I stood there in front of him. Oh, God, he wasn’t going to tell them about our shared past, was he? Not that I cared, but I didn’t want them to think I was a bigger liar than I was. Oh the irony of the situation.
“I think you’ll find I can do what I want,” he said casually and then leaned back down to whisper in my ear again. “And I think after I’ve sprayed the whipped cream on your breasts and down your stomach, you’ll be begging me to do what I’m thinking about doing next.”
“What’s that?” I swallowed hard, not believing I was allowing myself to question him. Like I even cared about what he was going to say. Like I wanted his lips on me. Again. I shook my head slightly, to remind myself that I certainly did not want his lips on me again. No sir. No thank you. I didn’t need to feel the incredibly hard and sensuous Scott Taylor sliding inside of me. Not until we’d had a proper conversation. Not until we finally stopped playing these hot and cold games.
“Are you listening to me, Elizabeth?” He blew in my ear and I jumped back suddenly. “Or should I say, Eliza” —he paused and grinned widely— “Doolittle?”
“What do you want me to say, Scott?” I said, my tone rising as I was unable to stop myself from giving him the reaction I knew he wanted.
“I want you to say that when I fuck you the next time, you won’t be playing any games.”
“The next time?” My jaw dropped, both at the crudeness of his words and the fact that he thought we were going to get together again.
“Yeah.” He smiled and his blue eyes gazed into mine with an amused expression. “Only this time, you’ll be the one getting the shock of your life.”
“You’re not still mad about the lap dance?”
“No.” His fingers grabbed mine and he pulled me towards him. “So when can I see you again?”
“Tonight.” I said softly, not even sure where the word had come from. I couldn’t believe that I was saying it. “You can come over tonight.”
“I can.” His eyes sparkled into mine. “You’re sure about this?”
“I’m sure that I want you to lick whipped cream off of my breasts yes.” I winked at him. “I mean, we do need to talk. I’m not just going to jump into bed with you again. We need to see what we both want and figure this all out.”
“You lost me after licking whipped cream off of your breasts.” He muttered.
“Scott.” I rolled my eyes at him, but I was already feeling excited. I wasn’t sure what Lacey was going to say when Scott and I arrived home together, but I was pretty sure she’d be happy for me.
“What can I say?” He leaned close and gave me a quick kiss. “I’ve been thinking about touching you and fucking you since you arrived tonight.”
“So romantic.” I groaned, but I couldn’t stop smiling. “People are going to wonder what’s going on.”
“Let them wonder.” He laughed. “Go and get your stuff. We’re leaving.”
“What? We’re still playing games.”
“The only games I want to be playing are me inside of you and how many different ways I can achieve that.”
“Scott, you’re so bad.”
“Not so bad.” He grinned. “You wouldn’t be inviting me back if I was so bad.”
“Yeah, you’re not so bad.” I laughed.
“Just give me a chance.” He said seriously, his face suddenly changing. “I know I like to joke around and I know that I’m forward, but I do like you, Elizabeth. I like you a lot.”
“I like you too.” I said. “And I’m willing to give you a chance if you’re willing to give me a chance.”
“I’ve always been willing.” He said with a smile. “Let’s get out of here.”
***
“Lacey seems nice.” Scott sounded distracted as we walked into my bedroom.
“Yeah, she’s great.” I said and pushed him back against the door. “Kiss me mister.”
“You always surprise me, Elizabeth.” He pulled me towards him and pressed his lips against mine. “I never know what to expect when I’m around you.”
“I’m a bundle of fun, a roller coaster ride of excitement.” I grinned and ran my hands down his chest. His body felt warm and I pulled him in, happy to be so close to him again.
“You’ve got that right.” He said and grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the bed. He looked down at me and groaned. He pushed me back and I fell onto the mattress. I gazed up at him and his face was dark with desire as he pulled off his shirt.
“Sexy.” I grinned as I looked up at him. We both paused as we heard the doorbell going off. “Lacey will get it.” I said and pulled him down towards me. “Don’t worry about it.”
“I’m not.” He said as he hand moved up and squeezed my breast. “I have more important things to be doing.”
“Oh Scott.” I groaned as he pinched my nipple.
“Shh.” He muttered as he pulled my top off and I felt him slipping my breasts out of my bra. He moved his mouth down to my breast and started sucking eagerly on my nipple. I lay back with a big smile on my face and I could feel my toes curling as he switched his mouth to my other breast.
“Elizabeth.” Lacey said and knocked on the door.
“Ignore her.” Scott said and I nodded, grabbing his hair and pulling him up for another kiss. I wrapped my legs around his waist and moaned as I felt his hardness against me.
“Elizabeth.” Lacey knocked on my door again. “Elizabeth.” She said loudly.
“I’m busy, Lacey.” I shouted back without moving. “Come back later.”
“Elizabeth,” She shouted more insistent now. “You need to come out, you have a guest.”
“I’m not expecting anyone.” I moaned as I felt Scott undoing the top of my jeans.
“Elizabeth, Shane is here!” Lacey shouted and I froze. Scott’s eyes narrowed as he looked down at me and my stomach dropped.
“I don’t want to talk to him.” I said, but I found myself sitting up.
“Elizabeth, you need to come out. Now.” Lacey’s voice was anxious. “He brought your present with him. I think you’re going to want to see this.”
“Don’t go.” Scott said and grabbed my hand as I jumped up off of the bed and pulled my shirt down.
“I’m just going to send him away.” I said, but my heart was thudding. Was Shane, the man I’d loved for years, about to propose to me?
“Elizabeth,” Lacey cried. “Please c
ome out. Shane brought your present and it’s not a thing. It’s a person. You’re going to want to come out now.” She banged on the door. “You need to come out now. I think I’m going to faint.”
“Oh God.” My face went white as I looked at Scott. I knew exactly who Shane had brought with him. There was only one person that Shane would bring to win me over.
“Elizabeth?” Scott looked at me with worried eyes. “Are you okay?”
“Yes.” I said and nodded slowly. How was I going to tell him the truth? How was I going to tell Scott everything about me and my past? There was no way he’d understand this. There was no way he’d understand what I’d hidden from him. I didn’t know what to say or do. He knew that Shane had hurt me, but he didn’t know everything. He didn’t know what I’d done. What Shane had done. What we’d done together. I wasn’t sure how Scott was going to react when we walked out that door. How he’d feel about me. All I knew was that Shane wasn’t going to be going away. And that he wanted me badly. He wanted us to have our happily ever after as well. The only problem was that I didn’t know what that was anymore.
The End of Falling For My Boss. There will be a sequel called “Seducing My Assistant” that will be told from Scott Taylor’s perspective. It is available for preorder here! There will also be a book for Lacey and Henry called “Falling for the Billionaire” and it is also available for preorder here. If you would like to read Alice and Aiden’s story, you can read my book, ‘Falling For My Best Friend’s Brother” and you can read Liv and Xander’s book in “One Night Stand.”
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