Page 14 of Hitting the Boss


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“Where’d you travel?”

“South America. Peru, Brazil. Later on Italy, Greece. Another break. India, Australia.”

Jordan’s eyes widened and her mouth formed a perfecto. “Wow. That’s a lot. Lots of language barriers. And you were doing it because you were a troubled teen?”

“Yeah. I wanted people to forget me and kind of learn about the world.”

“I get teen trouble. I was a bit of a loose cannon as a teen myself. So now you are here. A weary world traveler trying to escape from your past. You have grown a bit from those days. Yet you are afraid to tell your family how much you have grown since then. You want to prove yourself on their terms, notyourterms. That’s two different things by the way,” she said. She shrugged and shoved another forkful in her mouth.

Shock coursed through me that she saw through me that easily. I blinked. “Yeah, yeah, you are right.”

She smiled as she tilted her head toward her shoulder. “Of course I am right,” she said with a wink. “You do need to get more familiar with things around here. What’s that saying? Gucci bag.” She laughed.

Confusion crossed my face. “I don’t think I’ve heard that saying.”

Jordan laughed and waved her hands “Never mind. I don’t want to explain it.”

We continued to eat with a few innocent comments here and there. When we were done, she grabbed my plate and took it tothe sink. I picked up our cups and put them down beside the plates. I leaned in close, touching the side of her hip gently.

“Now it’s time for dessert,” I whispered in her ear.

Chapter 7

Jordan

“Dessert?” My heart raced at the words.

“I told you earlier you were my dessert.”

My mouth felt dry as my breathing picked up. There was a distinct clench as I mulled over his words. I turned around slowly. His hand was on my hip as he pulled me closer to him. “You really want me?” I whispered. How could this incredible man want me? He was so out of my league. This man deserved a model. I wasn’t close to that. What if he refused me after seeing me naked? I had stretch marks and rolls. I wanted him, but I was afraid this wasn’t real.

Cal smiled. “You’re absolutely gorgeous. You have these amazing, luscious thighs.” His fingers grazed the sides of my thighs.

His hands trailed to my butt as he squeezed. “This great ass,” he said. “Just a taste.” His hands went farther down as he pulled my legs out from under me. I shrieked as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“I got you, Jordan,” he whispered. I could feel his erection as he pressed my pelvis to his body. The friction as he carried me to the living room was making me wetter. I moaned softly.

“How fucking strong are you?” I asked as he set me down gently.

He winked. “Strong enough to carry you,” he said. “This is why I spend time in the gym.” His hand tilted my chin toward his face as he leaned toward me. His lips closed in on mine as we started kissing. My belly started to flip as we continued to kiss. His hands were at my waistline as he unbuttoned my jeans. His tongue licked the seam of my lips. I opened and allowed his tongue into my mouth. My pants fell to the ground as he slipped them down my thighs. He pulled back, biting his lower lip.

His eyes were dark and his voice was deeper. “I want you so bad. Your kisses are just as good as I thought they would be,” he said. “Panties off.”

My face grew warmer. My core clenched as he pulled my panties down. Cal got on his knees in front of me and looked up. His blue eyes seared into me. “Sit down. Let me taste you,” he said. Another clench as I sat on the couch. He grabbed my leg and kissed my knees as he pulled my legs further apart. More kisses dotted my skin as he got closer and closer to the v of my legs. His long blond hair brushed the inside of my thighs as he dipped his head closer. His strong hands gripped the backs of my thighs.

He looked up, his eyes glittering in anticipation. “Relax. I promise you will enjoy yourself,” he whispered huskily. “Is all this wetness for me?”

I took a deep breath and leaned back into the couch. He pulled my legs further apart and I ached for his touch. “What a good girl,” he said.

I gasped as his tongue started lapping at my slit. He moved up and found my clit. I bucked against his mouth as hecontinued his ministrations. My orgasm built rapidly. He was a pro at this. Waves and waves of pleasure rolled through me. He paused and pulled back. My orgasm receded as he stopped. If he continued, I could get it back.

“Yes! Don’t stop!” I looked down at him.

He smiled. His lips gleamed with slickness. “Do you want to come?”

“Yes. Please,” I begged.

Cal’s blue eyes were glinting mischievously. “I need you to do something for me then,” he said. He dipped his head as he gently blew on my folds. I bucked trying to get his mouth closer to me. His thumb glided near my folds but not touching.

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