Chapter 25

RULE #24: WORK IS SO MUCH MORE ENJOYABLE WHEN YOU'RE FUCKING YOUR HOT BOSS.

Presh

Musa carries me up to his room. Then he carefully strips me down until I'm standing in front of him naked. His clothes come off next. Before crawling into his enormous bed, he kisses me again, gently this time.

Pulling back the covers, he gestures for me to climb in. As he slides his giant naked body over mine, I smile.

How is this happening? And how am I so fucking happy?

As I stare up at him, I think about how much has changed over the past two months. How my feelings for him have evolved. When did I stop looking at him as too old? Too off-limits. Too… Bandi's dad?

Because now I only see him as mine. My… something. I don't know. More than my boss, but not just my lover.

My sir.

We don't hurry this time. Instead, he rests on top of me, his elbows framing my face as he strokes my hair and peppers my face, neck, and chest with kisses. Our thirst has been quenched, but our appetite has not been fully satisfied.

He fishes in his bedside drawer for another condom, and I watch him put it on, my eyes fixed on the way his fingers move the rubber over his stiff cock. When he lies back on top of me, he gathers me in his arms, squeezing me tight as he slides inside. And the entire time his body moves in slow, sensual strokes, our lips are locked and our hearts are beating in time.