Page 41 of Wanting Her Boss


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“Can we just admit that we’re not pretending anymore?” Payton asked, her hand resting on Madison’s forearm, easing it away from her chest. She found Madison’s hand, her fingers interlacing with Madison’s at her side. “I feel like things would be so much easier if we did that.”

Madison choked out a laugh. “It’s not that simple.”

“Isn’t it though?”

“Putting the logistics aside,” Madison said, her voice serious again, “I’m not sure what I can offer you, Payton. You’ve met my ex-wife. You know how quickly that crashed and burned. And there’s a reason I haven’t gotten involved with anyone since.”

“What’s that?” Payton asked, her fingers brushing against Madison’s.

“I just don’t think I’m the kind of person who should settle down. I spend far too much time at work, putting most of my energy into my business, which you know all about. It’s not an exaggeration to say that I’m married to my work.”

“I know how hard you work, but I think with the right motivation, you might be willing to leave at six some days.”

“The right motivation?” Madison asked with a smile.

“Yes. The right motivation.” Payton didn’t return her smile, her gaze focused intently on Madison, studying her almost. “Give me this week. Let’s enjoy Friday. You know, as much as one can possibly enjoy watching their ex-wife get remarried.”

“I am happy for her,” Madison said, a lightness coming over her, the tension of the last nearly twenty-four hours slipping away.

“I’m sure you are, but you skipped over the important part of what I just said.”

“What’s that?” Madison asked, knowing exactly what she was talking about, but she’d prefer to hear it again.

“Give me the rest of this week. Don’t worry about what’s going to happen when we get back to New York. Just relax. Treat this like a vacation. And let this,” Payton said, gently tugging Madison into her space, “Be whatever it’s going to be.”

Madison’s breath caught in her throat. She was close enough to Payton that all she had to do was close the last few inches between them, and she found herself leaning in before she even realized what she was doing, Payton right there, waiting for her.

Payton’s other hand cupped her cheek as their lips met in a kiss that Madison swore she could feel in every part of her body. It should have been cautious, both of them trying to figure out where to go from here, but it was anything but.

Madison fisted Payton’s tank top, desperation in her fingertips as she parted her lips, letting Payton in, their tongues searching, and Madison sighed into the kiss, hungrily kissing her back.

Payton’s hand dropped to her neck, her palm hot against Madison’s skin as it traveled further, over her chest and underneath the robe. Payton moaned into the kiss as her hand curved around Madison’s breast, her thumb swiping over her nipple, and Madison’s back arched, leaning into Payton’s touch.

“Oh fuck,” Madison panted as Payton’s lips brushed over that sensitive part of her neck, just below her ear, her other hand following a similar path, dipping beneath the robe, both hands covering Madison’s breasts now.

“You drive me crazy,” Payton murmured against her neck, her hands pushing the robe off her shoulders, and the chill of the air-conditioned room made her nipples even harder.

Madison threaded her hand through Payton’s hair as she kissed her way over Madison’s chest, her hot lips skimming over her breast before wrapping around her nipple, her tongue flicking and teasing her.

Madison struggled to stay standing, her knees buckling as Payton moved her attention to Madison’s other breast, her hand replacing her mouth, rolling her nipple between her fingertips.

Payton’s other hand trailed up her thigh, a ragged moan leaving her lips when she reached Madison’s sex. “I didn’t notice you were completely naked,” Payton said as she stood up fully, her lips on Madison’s again, kissing her with a renewed desire as her fingers slid through Madison’s slick heat.

Madison fell back against the wall of the archway, no longer able to hold herself up on her own. Payton came with her, her lips crashing against Madison’s, her fingertips on her clit, drawing agonizingly slow circles.

“Payton,” Madison breathed, breaking the kiss. “I can’t stay standing.”

Payton kissed her again, taking her time, kissing her deeply as she withdrew her hand, the other finding Madison’s, gently tugging her with her into the bedroom.

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Payton pushed Madison back onto the bed, removing her own clothes before climbing on top of her, her hand back between Madison’s legs.

Madison moaned as Payton lightly ran her fingers along her sex, but she was so ready for her that Payton easily thrust two fingers inside, eliciting a throaty moan from Madison.

“Oh my god,” Madison groaned, grabbing Payton’s ass, already rocking back against her hand.

Payton worked up a rhythm, unable to resist leaning down to find Madison’s lips, kissing her passionately, their tongues dueling as Madison’s grip tightened.

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