When the Boss Gets Jealous (5 page)

“You could have exercised a little
self-control.”

“Me? I’m not the little vixen who didn’t
wear panties to work.” Alec tugged at his hair, getting hard just
thinking about Jenna and her panties. Or lack thereof. He grabbed
her hand.

“Alec!” she admonished. But it was too late.
She’d snapped his control once again.

He led her to the other side of the parking
lot. The dark corner was the only place Alec had been able to find
a spot when he’d pulled in not long ago. Now he was grateful for
the crowded bar and secluded parking space. As he approached, he
pulled his keys out of his pocket and hit the fob to unlock the
car. He practically tore the back door off its hinges and pushed
Jenna onto the back seat.

“Are you kidnapping me?” she asked in the
playful voice he loved.

“Only long enough to fuck you,” he informed
her.

Alec slammed the door, grateful for tinted
windows, and pulled her onto his lap in the back seat, his mouth
engulfing hers. Fuck, she tasted good, a mix of beer and sweetness
that was all Jenna. Her tongue finding his told him everything he
needed to know.

She wanted him.

There was no turning back. If she’d pushed
him away, or denied his kiss, he might have let her go. Not now,
though. With her tongue dueling with his, her breath hot on his
flesh, Jenna Craven wasn’t getting out of his car until she was
good and fucked and thinking about no other man.

Her shirt was buttoned, but Alec didn’t have
the patience to deal with the tiny little moorings, so he pulled
the light fabric from her slacks and pushed it over her head, his
mouth landing on the soft swell of her breast.

The black lace bra was a tease. Alec wanted
her fully bared to him, naked and writhing, but he’d spent the last
two months alone, fantasizing about this woman every night as he
tossed and turned in his cold bed. He could tear the thing off and
strip her within a minute, but he didn’t know when he’d get the
opportunity to savor her body again. Resisting the need to rush, he
tongued the perfect swell, his rigid cock jumping at her quiet
little moan.

A
nger was a dangerous propellant for
her desire, but Jenna didn’t have the common sense to tell Alec no.
God, his tongue felt good, warm on her heated skin. And his cock,
hard and straining against his pants, practically begged to be
freed as she ground into him.

The orgasm was already building, which was
no surprise. The logistics of the back seat of his BMW were
challenging, but Jenna didn’t have the patience to wait to go
somewhere else. As far as she was concerned, since they weren’t
already naked, things were moving too slowly.

She leaned forward, burying her hands in his
dark hair, drawing a deep groan that vibrated against her breast.
Pulling him to her breast to encourage him further, Alec finally
relented, releasing her right breast from the lace and suckling at
her tight nipple. The tingle of need extended all the way to her
pussy, causing her to push even harder against his hard cock.

“Slow down,” Alec commanded, his hands
gripping her hips, attempting to still her movement.

“I want to come,” she demanded, pushing
against him.

“Oh, you will, baby. Just not yet.”

After unzipping her linen pants, Alec lifted
her hips and pushed the slacks down to her knees, then pulled her
forward so he could maneuver the fabric the rest of the way
down.

He eased her back, his gaze moving from her
black lace panties to the matching bra and back to the panties. His
strong fingers caressed the dimples at the small of her back. It
had always been a sensitive spot, one that ignited her desire, and
she knew from many naked hours with Alec that he found the twin
dimples sexy as hell.

“Did you fuck him?” he asked, the anger in
his voice a stark contrast to the way he touched her.

It was tempting to say yes, just to see what
Alec would do, but she’d never been one to lie, not even to gain an
advantage.

“That’s really none of your business.”

“Did. You. Fuck. Him.”

Jenna didn’t respond. If she held out,
didn’t succumb to his demand for information, what would he do?
Smack her ass? Pinch her nipples? Need pooled between her legs at
the thought of being punished by Alec Winter.

“Tell me, Jenna,” he demanded, his fingers
digging into the sensitive dimples.

“No,” she breathed, her desire so powerful
she was barely able to speak the simple word.

“No, you won’t tell me or no, you didn’t
fuck him.”

“No, I didn’t fuck him.”

He pushed her panties down, revealing her
shaved pussy to his gaze. Alec dipped his head and kissed the top
of her sex. Jenna dug her hands into his hair, urging him on, but
he maintained control and kissed her slowly.

He nipped at her outer lips, gentle,
teasing. “Did you kiss him?”

Jenna didn’t answer and Alec nipped her
again. “Answer me,” he demanded.

“Yes,” she said.

“Yes what?”

“Yes, I kissed him.”

Alec sunk his teeth into her outer lips, the
bite painful and stimulating. Desire shot through her body, like
shards of glass spraying from a shattered window. Jenna cried out
from the pain and pleasure, digging her fingers deeper into his
scalp, craving more.

“You won’t do that again,” he commanded,
then suckled the sensitive area before running his tongue all the
way across her core.

The vibration of Alec’s groan made her
juices flow even more. “You’re such a fucking tease,” he said,
licking her again, then biting down one more time. “Prancing around
the office these last two months like nothing ever happened between
us. But you give yourself away now. You’ve missed this. You want my
tongue on your clit, don’t you Jenna?”

Her hips pitched forward, making Alec
chuckle. “Say the words, Jenna,” he demanded.

“Yes, Alec. I want you to devour me.”

Alec licked up her core again, breathing on
her wet pussy as his fingers separated her swollen folds and found
the hard nub. Her clit tightened at the attention, the sensation
sparking a fire that seized her body. Those strong fingers were
replaced by his fierce tongue, the wet pressure and warm breath
teasing and taunting in a harmonious rhythm. Her hips pushed
against his face, moving in little circles to increase the
sensation. Alec was relentless, tasting her with his firm tongue,
nipping at her with his teeth, suckling the swollen pussy lips
before pushing his tongue inside her wet depths.

Her breathing quickened, her pleasured cries
echoing in the confines of the car as the orgasm he’d denied her
earlier pulsed to life again.

Jenna increased her rhythm, fucking Alec’s
face, riding his tongue and lips.

Every muscle tightened, readying for the
impending orgasm. But Alec pulled away abruptly, pushing Jenna’s
hips away from his face.

Another denied orgasm. Jenna wanted to kill
him.

His chest rose and fell, pumping his warm
breath across her skin in a teasing caress. Alec kissed her mound,
her hips, trailed his tongue across her belly to her navel. Then he
kissed his way up, tonguing her hard nipples as his hand reached
behind her and released the hooks of her bra, freeing her breasts
to his ravishing mouth. The renewed pleasure of his touch made her
forgive him for denying her once again, but it didn’t keep her from
begging.

“Alec, please,” she pleaded, needing her
release.

“Have you fucked anyone else?” he asked
against her breast. “Since we were together?”

Jenna leaned back, taking her ravished
breast with her and forcing Alec to meet her gaze. “I work sixty
hours a week, what do you think?”

“Tell me,” he said in that commanding voice,
his eyes sparking with anger.

“No, I haven’t fucked anyone since you.”

“Good,” he said, the anger fading with his
obvious approval. Alec shed his suit coat and Jenna got to work on
his buttons, frustrated that he wore a tee shirt beneath. It seemed
like ten years before her lips landed on his strong chest. Her
fingers skated over the thin layer of dark hair and pinched his
nipples, knowing he enjoyed the pleasure-pain combination as much
as she did.

Alec practically growled, his hands moving
from her hips to his belt. Jenna grabbed his hands. “What’s your
hurry?”

“Don’t play with fire, baby.”

“Playing with you
is
playing with
fire,” she said, releasing his belt and opening his pants.

Jenna kneeled over him as he lifted his hips
and pushed his loose slacks and tight boxer briefs down his legs.
He stroked his cock slowly, sliding up his shaft until the engorged
head was enclosed in his palm. After a couple quick pulses, he
moved slowly back down, all the way to the heavy sack. He cupped
his balls for a brief moment, grunting from the pleasure before
gripping his cock and moving back up again.

Panting like she was the one being stroked,
Jenna licked her lips before sucking them between her teeth. She’d
love to taste him, suck his thick length until he came, but tonight
she was feeling selfish and he’d already denied her orgasm
twice.

With his free hand pushing on her hip, Jenna
allowed him to guide her onto the engorged head of his cock. Alec
stopped her there, teasing at her opening.

She smiled and dropped onto Alec’s shaft,
her pleasured cry providing the perfect harmony to Alec’s deep
groan.

It was like coming home. Two long months
she’d been pleasuring herself, fantasizing about the man inside her
now. Two long months sleeping alone in a cold bed.

Two long months that vanished with the power
one demanding thrust.

Fully impaled by his perfect cock, Jenna
moved her hips in slow circles, pushing her ass against his sack
and grinding her clit against the base of his shaft. She squeezed
the inner muscles of her sex, clamping down on Alec’s cock, pulling
a long “fuuuuuuck” from him.

Even the three very erotic points of contact
weren’t enough. Jenna needed more. Kissing him, his desperate
tongue plunged into her mouth with its own demands while Alec’s
hands cupped her breasts. As his thumbs skimmed across her
sensitive nipples, she moaned into his mouth. Her hips lifted, her
pussy demanding to feel that hard cock move in and out.

“Ride me,” he commanded, his hands gripping
her hips and lifting her. She’d have gotten there all on her own,
but Alec liked to be in charge and Jenna let him command her,
knowing they’d both find more pleasure. She used her hands to push
into the ceiling of the BMW, giving her the needed leverage to fuck
Alec the way he wanted.

With her eyes closed, Jenna focused on the
pleasure of Alec’s thick cock stretching her. She was so wet, he
glided in and out easily, but the friction from his size still
caused a spiraling sensation that had Jenna rising faster and
sinking harder. She moved up and down with wild abandon, riding him
hard as he lifted his own hips to pound into her. The tingling
ignited once again as Jenna moved, surging from her core to her
breasts and making her toes curl in anticipation.

“I’m going to come,” she moaned, slamming
against his balls as his large cock filled her.

“Oh, God, Alec, I’m going to come,” she
cried again.

He pinched her left nipple while his other
hand dropped to her clit, his thumb circling it with the pressure
she needed to throw her over the edge.

“Do it, Jenna. Come around my cock.”

The wave crashed from her core to every
nerve ending in her body. She cried out, continuing to ride him
hard as her pussy contracted, gripping the velvet-covered steel and
pulling him deeper inside. Alec’s twice-served denial made the
release that much more intense as it went on and on and on into an
abyss of pleasure and need. Jenna rode the wave, letting the
pleasure own her, releasing the loneliness of the last two
months.

“Fuck, Jenna,” Alec called out, his fingers
digging into her dimpled back. The heat of his seed poured into
her, his thick cock pulsing against her contractions as he
continued to pump into her.

Then his hips stilled except for the
uncontrolled jerk as his orgasm subsided. “Fuuuck,” he groaned
again, his grip almost painful as he held on to her. Jenna watched
as he bit down on his lip, his eyes squeezed shut as the ripples of
pleasure continued to rock him.

When his hips stopped jerking with the
after-shocks, Alec opened his eyes, the spark of desire still alive
in the dark depths, reflecting Jenna’s own need. He reached behind
her and released the clip from her hair before pulling her down to
meet his hungry kiss. He wanted more and given his incredible
stamina, it wouldn’t take him long to deliver.

On any other night, Jenna would give him
what he wanted because she wanted it too. But tonight she wasn’t
willing to relinquish all of her control. He’d hurt her and despite
the pleasure they’d just shared, the man needed to learn that she
wasn’t his toy.

Y
ou got laid last night.” Elisa’s
voice was a little too loud for Jenna’s comfort zone.

“First of all, lower your voice,” Jenna
whispered. “Second, no, I did not.”

“Oh, you totally got laid last night.” Elisa
laughed, staring into Jenna’s eyes as if challenging Jenna to lie
again.

“Elisa-” Jenna stopped when Jalen stepped
across the break room. It was obvious by his stunned expression
that he’d heard Elisa’s proclamation.

“Don’t let me interrupt,” he said, walking
by the two women to put his lunch in the refrigerator.

Elisa tugged her long blonde hair over one
shoulder and got right in Jenna’s face. “We are so going out for
lunch,” she commanded, then turned in her overly-dramatic way,
leaving Jenna and Jalen alone in the break room.

Jenna would love to know what had given her
away. During the four months she’d spent fucking Alec, she’d never
once revealed their secret. Today, she did nothing different than
any other day. Elisa probably thought she was doing Jenna a favor
by leaving her alone with Jalen. The two of them shared a cubicle,
so she had undoubtedly heard them make a date a couple days ago.
That would lead Elisa to assume that Jalen was the one Jenna had
been with last night.