Boss Me (Private Listing #3)

“I will. Thank you for going with me today.” Madison waves back eagerly, a little bit of her slipping through all the elegance dripping off her.

My heart jerks hard against my chest. She stops at the car door and looks over her shoulder at me with an expression that asks if I’m coming. Hopefully, within the next hour, we both will be.

“Ma’am.” Tim opens the door for her.

She gives him a grateful smile and shakes her head. “Call me Madison.”

I swear he gets a little pink as he almost does an aw shucks movement while she lowers herself into the car, carefully arranging her skirt around her. After he closes the door, I pat him on the shoulder. She’s a force to be reckoned with, and she’s all mine—at least until we get home tonight.

Tim coughs and we round the car together. “You’re a lucky man, Coop.”

I smile and nod. “I know I am.”

I slide into the back of the limo as Tim gets in the driver’s seat.

He clears his throat again. “I’m supposed to lock the partition down. Boss’s orders.”

Madison’s laughter fills the car and my chest.

“You know I don’t mind an audience, right?” My gaze flicks to Tim’s in the rearview mirror, and he just shakes his head.

Madison takes my hand in her lap. “We can behave for the twenty minutes to the event.”

Her gaze trails over me, and she reaches up to tease her fingers through my loose hair.

“Not if you keep looking at me like that.” I sigh. I won’t do anything in the car on the way to the event. She looks gorgeous, and I don’t want to ruin her entrance for a quickie in the back of the limo.

“I like your hair down.” She rubs the ends between her fingers.

“It’s easier pulled back for the day.” I catch a golden strand between my fingers. “As you should know.”

She smiles. Her lips are a killer glossy red that will hopefully be smeared on my collar by the end of the night. My dry cleaner will charge me more for the cleaning, and I’ll happily pay it.

“Are you excited?” I trail my fingers over the strap holding up her dress. She shivers beneath my touch.

“Excited, nervous. They’re the same thing, right?” She takes a breath and smiles.

I shake my head. “You have nothing to worry about. Blake’s sister will be with you when we’re not. You should never be alone, and no one will get near you with us there.”

Her smile softens as her eyes meet mine. “I meant about being your girlfriend for the night. I don’t want to disappoint or embarrass you.”

My fingers tease the nape of her neck as I search her eyes. “You won’t embarrass me, and you could never disappoint me.”

“I’m not fancy or rich?—‍”

“Or snobby or pampered.” I kiss her bare shoulder and talk between kisses as I kiss her shoulder up to her neck. “You are intelligent, caring, giving, and down to earth. Beautiful, lovely, exquisite.”

I kiss beneath her jaw, and she releases a shaky breath. Her floral scent weaves its spell around me, making my cock ache with need.

“I couldn’t ask for a better girlfriend.” I draw back and meet her eyes, letting her see that I’m not just blowing smoke up her ass. Honestly, she could do a lot better than me.

Her cheeks flush and her gaze darts up to the rearview mirror. She pouts slightly.

“This museum has many nooks and crannies,” I whisper. “I’m going to fuck you in every single one.”

Her body shivers as her blue eyes meet mine. “What happened to seducing me slowly?”

I chuckle and dip down to kiss her breastbone above the diamonds. “This is slowly. If I had my way, I’d be deep inside you already. That red lipstick smeared all over my cock. And you would have shattered for me multiple times.”