Page 110 of The Boss

Before I can think, he moves me to sit next to him on the couch, then he grabs the waist of my panties and slides them down my leg.

He licks his lips.

“You’re dripping, bella.”

Then his tongue hits my clit, and I moan into his touch.

He doesn’t let up. He doesn’t come up for air.

I run my hands through his hair. Telling him to keep going.

And he does.

I’m trembling, then like a wave crashing on a beach.

I come.

He looks up with hooded eyes and smiles. I can see the wetness of my come all over his lips.

Before either of us says a word, my phone pings.

In rapid succession, Gino gets up and walks over to the table where I put my phone down.

Once he looks at the screen, his back tenses.

“What?” I ask, getting up from the couch.

Gino turns, and his face has a look of pure anger.

He hands me my phone, and I look down.

Unknown

Since you have your man back, you don’t need my help anymore.

I hope your business is successful.

I’ll be watching.

“What the fuck?” I whisper.

Gino has already started putting his pants on and throwing his shirt back on.

“Juliet, I know they haven’t texted you in months, but I won’t let this slide any longer.”

I swallow and nod.

I quickly get dressed, and I follow him out the door.

He walks through the threshold into my office, and I’m right behind him.

“Oh, what were you two up to?” Drew snickers.

“Not now,” Gino grits out.

“What happened?” Drew replies, his playful smirk vanishing.

Ryan has stopped what he was doing and looks at us, trying to hide a smirk.