One Night with her Boss by Noelle Adams

he gasped, holding himself
very still. “Oh, fuck, you feel so good. Wrap your legs around me again.”
    She barely had the coordination to
comply, but she managed to get her legs hooked in the way he wanted. It was
perfect—she could feel him so deeply, so intensely. She gasped and arched up,
pleasure rippling through her that she couldn’t possibly control. Her hips were
moving of their own accord.
    “That’s right, baby,” he rasped, starting
to thrust with the fast, hard rhythm she needed to feel. “Let yourself go.
Don’t hold anything back.”
    She couldn’t have held back, even if
she’d wanted to. She was already making those same eager sounds and rocking her
body to meet his primitive motion.
    He was bracing himself above her, but
she could still feel his heat, his weight, his intensity vibrating in the air
between them. His hot eyes never looked away from her face. “Give me all of it,
baby. I want everything from you.”
    He was taking her almost roughly now,
but she wanted it, needed it. Tried to take him as hard as he was taking her.
She was too loud for a hotel, but she wasn’t embarrassed. She was barely
conscious of it—knowing only that this was what she needed. Needed at her
deepest core.
    Jake. All he way. Just like this.
    She was crying out when their frantic
motion finally drove her to the peak. Then he was letting go too, his sound of
release just as uninhibited as hers.
    The pleasure rippled through her
body—through his—for a long time after the first wave. They’d collapsed
together, moaning and clinging to each other in the aftermath.
    Finally, she heard him groan as he
pulled his weight off her.
    She didn’t want to let him go, and she
kept clinging to him until she realized what she was doing.
    “Let me just get the condom,” he said,
heaving himself out of bed and limping to the bathroom.
    He was completely naked, completely
gorgeous. And, with a pang, she realized his knee had to still be hurting him.
    She managed to find the energy to reach
down to the floor and grab his t-shirt to pull on so she wasn’t completely
naked.
    She hadn’t pulled herself together by
the time he returned, so she was in no state to find something reasonable to
say or do—not after what had just happened between them.
     “I don’t think I can move,” she
mumbled, when he reached out for her.
    “Me either.” There was a smile in his
voice as he adjusted her body against his. “So let’s not.”
    “Sounds good to me.”
    He did manage to reached for the covers
and pull them up over them.
    Anne nestled against him, feeling safe
and warm and fully satisfied.
    She wondered if he could possibly feel
the same way.
    But she was too exhausted to reason it
out, so instead she just fell asleep.

Five
     
    Anne
wouldn’t have expected to sleep deeply after something happening as monumental
as having sex with Jake. She wouldn’t have expected to be able to sleep at all.
    She did, though. She slept straight
through until she was vaguely aware of Jake moving beside her. She was feeling
cozy and clingy, so she tightened the arm that was draped over his stomach,
afraid he was trying to get up.
    He wasn’t, though. He must have just
been readjusting because his arm tightened around her too.
    “What time is it?” she mumbled, unable
to even open her eyes and make sure it was still dark.
    “Too early to get up.” She felt him
stroking her hair and back. “Go back to sleep.”
    “M’kay.” She pressed a little kiss on
his chest, since she wasn’t awake enough to guard her actions.
    She soon fell back to sleep completely,
and she didn’t wake up until she rolled over and reached out for Jake
instinctively but found herself alone in the bed.
    It startled her so much that she was
jarred awake. She sat up in bed, vaguely surprised that she was still wearing
his white t-shirt.
    It was morning. Light was coming through
the windows, and the clock said it was just after six o’clock.
    They had a meeting