Stolen By The Boss - Page 33

By the way they interact, I can tell they’ve never met before now. There’s another man and woman on the couch watching them, and I’m guessing they are partners of the people on display.

The man on the bed kisses the blonde woman, tentative at first, and then he gets more into it the longer they kiss. My heartbeat speeds up watching them kiss. It reminds me of the kiss Dean and I shared.

Sensual.

New.

Exciting.

His hands roam her body, unbuttoning her dress. He lets her dress fall down onto the bed, and he moves to where he’s sitting against the headboard.

The woman, her blonde hair falling down to her waist, looks over her shoulder at the other man on the couch, who has to be her husband.

He nods, letting her know he’s ok with her taking things further with the man on the bed. I can’t turn away as the woman slips off her black lace bra and panties.

Dean scoots closer to me, kissing my neck, and I nearly forgot he was here. I’d been so wrapped up in the couple on the bed, I lost myself.

I cough a little, clearing my throat.

“It’s ok to be turned on watching them,” he says in my ear, sending chills racing down my spine.

“I don’t really know what I am.” But that’s a lie, because my core is tightening and I’m wet between my legs.

“Just keep watching. If it gets to be too much, just let me know and we’ll leave.”

I nod. It’s not too much. Kind of like watching a live porno, even though I’ve never seen a porno before.

Dean lands his hand on my knee, just at the hem of my dress. He moves his fingers in tiny circles, and I focus on his warm hand for a moment.

“Watch them, Sophia. Don’t blow our cover.” Dean blows softly in my ear and my eyes snap back to the couple on the bed.

“Yes, sir,” I say for a little flair.

Dean growls beside me. “Oh, I love that.”

I giggle a little and watch the couple on the bed. The man has unbuttoned his white dress shirt and undone his black pants.

The blonde woman plays with her breasts, squeezing each nipple as the man watches in rapt fascination. He licks his lips, glancing at the woman on the couch who must be his wife. The two on the couch have grown closer together, and his hand is on her knee, just like Dean’s is on mine.

I realize in this moment what Dean and I are doing is what a couple who haven’t been intimate would do. I don’t want our cover blown, so I grab Dean’s hand. “We need to act like we’ve already done everything there is,” I whisper to him. I move his hand further up the inside of my thigh.

Dean scoots closer, turning his body just a bit to get his hand well positioned up my dress.

I part my legs, sucking in a deep breath.

Dean licks his lips.

The man on the bed beckons the woman closer, and she crawls over him, kissing his chest.

He smacks her ass, and she lets out a loud yelp as he squeezes her ass.

“Dean, I’m so turned on.”

“Just keep watching,” he groans out as his fingers brush against the lace of my panties.

I divert my eyes back to the couple on the bed, no longer caring about how slowly their counterparts are moving on the couch across from us.

I watch the woman on the bed, being desired by another man other than her husband. I watch as she sucks in a deep breath and continues to kiss the man with passion. She’s completely caught up in the moment between the two of them, no longer caring about the watching eyes around her.

She moans into his mouth, and he moves her to sit on his lap. He grunts a little as her center brushes against his hardness.

My heart slams around my ribcage, and I try to catch my breath. Dean teases me, sliding my panties to the side and running his fingers through my wetness. I rock my body forward, wanting his fingers inside me.

“Sophia, you’re so hot.” Dean’s full attention’s on me, not the couple, and that turns me on even more.

He plays with me as I watch the couple on the bed grind against each other.

The man brings his dick out and strokes it in his hand. The woman licks her lips, peeking over her shoulder once more at her husband on the couch. The man on the couch nods, and says, “Fuck him, Fiona.” And then, he kisses the woman on the couch.

My eyes shoot back to the couple on the bed, waiting, wanting to see the moment his dick enters her. How she reacts. How turned on it makes the man.

How turned on it will make me.

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