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62. I'm scared to sleep alone
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My Boss Is My Tormentor 78. Love Me
ROSE We were both sleeping in the bed in his apartment as usual. I was splayed out on top of him, my head rested in the middle of his chest and my arm around his waist. I didn’t know what woke me up and then I heard him above me. “It’s important for me. I can’t let him go.” A pause, then, “Fine, but, I’m coming.” I felt his arm coming down on my back. I didn’t budge, pretending to sleep as I regulated my breathing. I felt him, slowly, carefully, removing himself from under me. When he was out of the bed, he pulled the covers over me and kissed my forehead. I heard him moving around the room, heard the rustle of clothes as he got ready. Five minutes later when the front door clicked shut, I crept out of the bed. I quickly donned my discarded jeans and blouse as I decided to follow him. I had no idea, how I was going to do that but… I just could let it go. When I reached the lobby of the apartment building, I saw the BMW rounding out of the driveway. Shit!! I looked around mys
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ROSE Ryan came barging out of his office when I didn't go inside. Now, he was standing in front of my desk, but I didn’t look at him. I refused to even spare him a glance. He was seething. I could feel the heat of his anger. “Can't. You. Hear. The. Fucking. Buzzer. Going. Off?” Ryan asked.And, without looking at him I could tell that he was grinding his teeth so hard. His words came out hissed. Taking a deep breath, I finally looked at him, met his angry grey eyes and pasted a cheery smile on my face. “Yes, I did hear it.” He looked at me, waiting for me to elaborate, when I didn’t, he pushed out the words, “Then, why didn't you come inside?” “Because, I didn’t want to.” I shot back at him. A week has passed since the night he'd confessed to me that there was no one back at home, and I had believed him. I didn’t have any proof but I believed him. Since then, every night I had spent in his apartment, in his bedroom, in his bed and in his arms. His rough plays, his mind
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“There is no one back at home.” Ryan said, without any preamble. For a moment my hands stopped their movement but then I resumed my movement to caress him, not wanting him to stop talking. It was the first time he was talking about anything of his life. He settled himself again, this time holding me tightly to him as he rested his chin on top of my stomach and met my eyes. “No wife. No fiancé. No girlfriend.” I wanted to ask hundreds and millions of questions but I didn’t. I waited for him to say whatever he has to. “The girl in the restaurant was the daughter of a business associate. Arjun was the one who roped me into going to her birthday party.” He made a face. “Asshole.” I smiled at him, sometimes he was so damn cute, so different from the raging-controlling bastard that he becomes. “Don’t you smile!” He pinched my nipple, making me gasp, then suckled them. And as much as I was enjoying it, I didn’t want him to stop talking. Thank God, he didn’t, as he continued, “I was co
My Boss Is My Tormentor 75. You win, my lioness
“Don’t talk.” He said in his deep baritone. “Let me concentrate or otherwise it could slip somewhere high….” Saying that, his wet finger with my arousal trailed to the pucker between my ass cheeks. I didn’t breath. I stopped breathing and for a moment it seemed that even my heartbeat stopped as I understood his meaning. Excruciatingly slowly, he inserted the cold object inside me. As small as it was, I could only imagine it to be the vibrator he had given me and my assumption was right when the slow thrum of vibrations began inside me. I bit down hard on my lower lip to stop the pleasurable whimper that was dying to escape. “Perfect.” Ryan said, and I imagined him with dark stormy gaze perusing my naked form. “Count with me, would you?” He didn’t wait for the answer as he delivered three slaps to my ass cheeks. “Rose...” Bastard. “One. Two. Three.” With every hard slap I felt my inner muscles tightening around the vibrating egg in my pussy. I was so close. I wanted him to j
