Page 6 of Following His Orders

My brows crease. “What? What happened?” I lean over the table, attempting to take a peek at what’s on her phone. She pulls the device closer to her chest, blocking my view.

“Nothing. So, tell me more about this boss of yours. Is he hot?”

“He’s old, Jules.” I roll my eyes.

“So not hot? That’s a bummer.”

“Definitely not hot,” I lie.

“The fact that you can sit there and lie to me so easily… Wow. Justwow.Do I even know you at all?” She turns her phone around, and staring back at me are the piercing eyes of Nathan Miller, with his stupidly handsome face and a slight smile on his lips.

“It’s not a lie. Attraction is a matter of perception, Jules.”

“Oh really?” She pulls her phone back and stares at the screen, before glancing up at me again, her eyes wide and a devious smile gracing her lips. “So there is nothing… not one thing you find hot about your new boss?”

“Nope,” I answer and bring my glass of wine to my mouth.

“Miss Johnson,” a gravelly voice calls out next to the table, causing the big gulp of wine I just took to propel forward and out my mouth.

“What the…?” I look from Jules to Nathan.

He tilts his head at me, running his eyes up and down my body. “Enjoy your evening,” he says and then just walks away.

“Yeah, not hot at all.” Jules fans her face dramatically.

“He’s my boss, Jules.”

“Bosses can be hot. It’s a thing.” She turns around to look behind her.

“What are you doing? Stop it,” I hiss. “We need to leave.” I stand and pick up my bag and coat from the back of my chair. “I’m going to the bathroom. For the love of God, stay out of trouble until I return, and then we’re going home,” I tell her.

Once I’m in the bathroom, I turn the tap on and splash some cold water over my neck. Then I close my eyes and exhale. Today was harder than I thought, more emotionally stressful than I was prepared to handle. I knew I would run into someone who recognised meeventually. I just didn’t expect it to happen on the first day.

“So there’s not a single thing about me that you find attractive?”

I freeze, and my eyes pop open and meet the assessing gaze of Nathan Miller in the mirror. “Ah, are you lost? Pretty sure this is the ladies,” I say.

“Not lost.” He shrugs, his eyes trailing down my neck to the top of my cleavage.

My chest heaves up and down. I need to get away from him. I can’t be trusted this close to him. Because I did lie. He’s insanely freaking hot, and I’d give my left kidney to have just one night with him. Or my right kidney. Any kidney really. Heck, if he’s as good in bed as I imagine he is, they can take both. Multiple orgasms is definitely a hill I would be willing to die on.

“You’re not affected by me at all?” he asks. His fingertips caress my shoulder, moving their way up my neck. He tucks the loose strands of my hair behind my ear. “Because I’m very affected by you, Bentley.” He leans in, pressing his body into my back.

A moan involuntarily leaves my lips as I feel the hardness of his cock against my ass.

“You sure are a pretty little liar, Miss Johnson. Because your words say one thing, but this body of yours betrays you.”

My head falls back against his broad chest. I close my eyes, and my breathing increases along with my heartbeat.

“Open your eyes.” His voice hardens. One of his hands wraps around my hair, yanking my head up so that I’m forced to look at him through the mirror. “You’re going to watch, see who’s making you come harder than you ever have before.” His other hand dips under my skirt. “Open your legs.” When I don’t follow his instructions, he tightens his grip on my hair. “Now, Bentley. Open them.”

It’s like his voice is a remote control, and my legs part, opening as wide as they’ll go beneath my dress.

“Good fucking girl,” he growls into my ear. His fingers slide up the inside of my thigh. “Are you wet, Bentley? Am I going to shove my fingers in your cunt and find it dripping for me?” he asks.

I shake my head. I’m drenched, but I’m not about to admit that to him. His fingers travel higher, and when he reaches my panty-covered pussy, he groans before shoving the material to the one side, exposing my entrance to him. Two fingers plunge into me and my body ignites.

“Fucking pretty little liar. You’re soaked. For me. This… it’s all for me,” he says, withdrawing his fingers before driving them back in again.

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