Title: My Hot Boss
Author: Betty Shreffler
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 15, 2017
Blurb
Emma
From the moment I met Grayson Cole, I knew he was someone I wanted to let in my panties and maybe, even in my heart. One night, one sexy-as-sin kiss, and several drinks later, our incredible evening turns into a disaster and Iâm apologizing for the vomit spatter on his fancy, black shoes. I never thought Iâd see him again after that, no matter how many nights I spent wishing I would. Until a month later, he waltzes into my office asâMY NEW, HOT BOSS. Iâm so screwed.
Grayson
She was meant to be a fun f*ck. Thatâs all I wanted. Thatâs all I needed. But Emma Williams could never be just that for me. The quirky, brunette vixen challenges me at every opportunity. My desire to have her has me working for her affections, like Iâve never done before. What is this woman doing to me? Not only am I her Boss, but I donât do feelings. Thereâs only one way I see this ending. Iâm f*cked for sure.
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Excerpt
Grayson
The erotic book in my hand is barely distracting me from the stunning woman lying in my bed. Her dark, wavy hair is cascading over the pillow and the sheet barely covers her. From my chair, I have a perfect view of the curve of her back, narrow waist, and luscious ass. She groans as she moves and my cock hardens from the sound. Sheâs learned I have certain tastes in the bedroom. Iâd never belittle or hurt a woman, but I do like some kink. No doubt sheâs a little sore from the vibrator I used. If the sounds of her moans and the two orgasms meant anything, Iâd say she liked it very much. My lips curve from the memory of her face when I brought it out and then again when she reached her first climax.
Reaching down, I adjust my semi into a more comfortable position. Little does Emma know how often she gives me a hard on. Itâs like Iâm a fucking teenager again with an uncontrollable snake in my pants that becomes alert and ready anytime it gets a whiff of her pussy.
Whatâs even more confusing is what Iâm feeling for her. Iâve never been patient with sex. Iâve seduced, got what I wanted, and moved on. Itâs been this way for years. No woman has ever mattered enough that I wanted to be patient, careful, and even considerate of her emotions. But Emmaâs inside my head, an itch I canât satisfy until I have her, all of her. With her, I want to take the seduction slowly. Iâm enjoying it. She appreciates everything I do, and I find myself upping the ante just to win her affections.
Fear isnât something a man likes to admit to others, let alone to himself, but I feel it. Itâs there. Iâm afraid Iâll hurt her. I want her to trust me because if she gives me her trust, Iâll have her. But, then what? Sheâll be another conquest and Iâll what, get bored like I always do, lose interest? Or will it be me that burns? If I let her in, Iâll have to change. Iâll have to give her the trust I know sheâll want from me. Am I even capable of giving it, of loving someone?
She stirs in her sleep and I watch her. Emma has no idea sheâs the first woman to have stayed the night with me. Itâs probably why Iâm up at two a.m. reading because I canât sleep. Not with her lying next to me, smelling like sex and jasmine, and breathing so peacefully it pains me to look at her.
âGrayson,â her voice is a sleepy whisper.
I continue watching her move. The sheet falls from her breasts as she sits up and turns to face me. The question in her eyes kills me. Sheâs concerned why Iâm not in bed with her. Stepping from the bed, she approaches. Her dark, little patch above her pink lips annihilates my remaining control over my cock.
âCanât sleep?â she asks, her voice so sweet it breaks me.
I extend my arm and she slides onto my lap and lies against my chest, like weâve been doing this for years. The scent of jasmine fills my nostrils and I lean against her hair, breathing her in. The touch of my hand caressing her back releases a pleasured moan from her lips. Lips that can easily bring me to my knees, if Iâm not careful.
âSorry to wake you. I read when I canât sleep.â
Laying her head on my shoulder, she looks at my book. âWhat are you reading?â
âUndo This Night.â
âWill you read it to me?â
The corner of my mouth raises. âYou want me to read it out loud to you?â
She giggles and the sound widens my smile.
âYes.â
This is unexpected, but I like it. She continues to surprise me. I can never predict what Emma will do, and itâs something I adore about her. She keeps me on top of my game.
âFrom the beginning or where Iâm at?â
âWhere youâre at.â
My attention returns to the book. âI raise Tiffanyâs ass in the air and slap it once, twice then spread her cheeks. Reaching for the condom I tossed on the bed, I sheath it over my cock, then rub against her pink, tiny hole. Looking over her shoulder at me tells me she wants me to fuck her hard. Itâs been two weeks since Iâve seen her and by the needy look in her eyes, she knows I wonât be gentle.â
Emmaâs hand reaches into my sweatpants and circles my raging hard on. Each stroke makes it harder to focus on the words.
âI slam into her tight pussy and latch onto her hips, using them as leverage to fuck the moans right out of her mouth.â
Emma pushes the book out of her way and straddles me with her knees tucked into the cushion of my chair. Her mouth slams down on mine and I toss the book to who-fucking-cares where. Lifting her from the chair, I wrap her legs around me and pull her ass up against my aching erection and move her over it.
âGrayson, I want you. I want to feel you inside of me.â
âNo other men, Emma. If youâre with me, youâre with only me.â
âI donât want anyone else.â
Laying her on the bed, she watches as I remove my sweatpants. My cock is at attention and her eyes go right to it. She moistens her bottom lip and it jumps at the sight of it. The last time that tongue touched my dick, she stole a chunk of my heart. Wicked little thing she is.
âLet me get a condom.â I move toward the dresser and she extends her legs, trapping me between them.
âDonât need one. Iâm on the pill.â
My chest tightens. Sex without a condom is something I donât do. Fuck me, sheâs got me between a rock and a soft, little pussy Iâm dying to feel. I turn to her and crawl above her on the bed. âJust this once. I want to feel you come all over my cock.â
Her gray eyes are locked on mine and her mouth tilts into a lascivious grin. I close the space between us and kiss her. Spreading her legs, my dick slides across her slick pussy. Sheâs already soaking wet for me. I raise my hips and plunge into her.
Cock-melting heat surrounds me, sheâs so tight I barely have to move to get the friction I need. Pushing in further, she lets out a whimper.
âAm I hurting you?â
âNo, you feel incredible.â
âEmma, I want to give you slow and sensual, but I donât think I can. I want to fuck you until youâre calling out my name.â
âPlease, fuck me,â she begs.
Her needy plea puts me into action. One hand takes hold of her neck and the other tucks under her leg, raising it as I thrust into her hard. Every time I pull out and slam into her, I feel the blood racing to my groin. The familiar tingle is at my back; sheâs spewing cuss words and calling out my name. Another thrust and her orgasm pours over me and it feels perfect.
My jaw clenches and I release into her. Itâs a high Iâve never had and the moment it happens, I know Iâm ruined. Thereâs no way I can go back to a condom with her.
Lying on the bed, sheâs sprawled out across my body in a deep sleep with her head tucked into my neck. My fingers are combing through her hair and Iâm watching the ceiling, replaying different scenarios in my head. Every single one ends with the same fearâone of us getting hurt.
Author Bio
Betty Shreffler is a bestselling author of paranormal romantic suspense and contemporary romance. She writes sexy and suspenseful stories with hot alphas and kickass heroines with twists you donât expect. She also writes beautiful and sexy romances with tough women and their journeys at finding love. Betty is a mix of country, nerdy, sassy, sweet and a whole lot of sense of humor. Sheâs a fan of photography, reading, watching movies, hiking, traveling, drinking wine, and all things romantic. She lives with her amazing hubs and five fur babies; two rescue pups and three cats. If sheâs not writing or doing book events, then you can find her behind the lens of a camera, in the woods, or sipping wine behind a deliciously steamy book.
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