Trapped By My Ruthless Boss

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Jace's hous

didn't say anything about it. I just sat with my hands in my lap and my forehead nearly touching the cold gla

rrived at hi

they doing

C? That slow, possessive yet careful touch tha

woman he claim

rom a place of je

k of putting behind me. This was just... curiosity. The kind

Jace said when he bro

ent we entered his room, I pa

. Imaginations of where else they had possibly stained with their sin clo

ped my bag on the bed

ow that. It meant absolutely nothing." He paused. "If it'll help, I can make up the guest room. We

him and al

me. He sounded like this was a minor problem

p breath, "It's

he version of this conversation that it actually deserved, a

o him when I pulled th

so close to me. I could feel his breath on my neck, his

neck, "I thought we'll have s

n moving slowly around the pyjamas I

w, slowly tracing the side of my face with his hot mouth.

he only moaned against my neck and kept going, l

of my jaw, relearning a geography he'd spent years mapping. His

you," he

omething to move inside me

othin

t used to make me lose my train of thought completely. And I finally felt a sma

ce.

and raw in a way his voice rarely got. His grip on

y eyes, an

y back and hovered

enderness was coming from. Jace was never this tender with me. I had on

ly. But Oceans had pressed his mouth t

,

ving rent-fre

focused on the ceiling, and told

d it slowly upward, and I lifted my arms and let him take it. The cool

ay he always looked a

h it. I tried to give him what his eye

ed my face. "W

ere,"

kissed me again, a bit deeper, and I

d you so much." He mur

en burning behind my eyes since I stepped into this room, my body responded. Warm and immedia

ircles, as I felt myself getting wet against my will, my

he said softly,

pot that made my back arch toward him, and a

gently, Oceans had driven me ove

at my entrance as he

're mine, ba

words sat somewhere behind

d him down inst

oan leaving him as he buried himself to the h

to mine, and he hel

reathed. "I

ling against mine in a rhythm that was designed to be felt everywhere. His hand slid under the small of my ba

y. I swear, I am." He said agai

oan

d hit something that

d, without meaning t

rowing deeper, as his hands gripped my h

ce broke on my name a

nd I took it, my pussy clenching

rusts or if I just wanted him to fuck a certain memory out

t - my whole body seized, the orgasm rolling through me in a wave that ma

ddering, spilling into me with a groan that s

nt silent, as I listened to the soun

n I picked it up, it was

I read what it was, my heart gave a loud thud, almost as

anned over

ice suite at 4 AM.