Boss Me (Private Listing #3)

After I step out of my jeans, he rises before me and drops them in the hamper. The closet is warm, but I’m wearing only my panties at this point. Seth returns to me, and his hungry eyes devour my body, almost like a physical caress. A shiver runs down my spine.

When our eyes meet, I release the breath I didn’t even know I was holding. Seth reaches for the pajama top and helps put it on me. His fingers graze my breasts, making me burn with the need for more. Our eyes catch again.

His eyes have darkened, and the fire burns in him too, but his control is firmly in place. I’m not sure there’s anything I could do to shake that control. He reaches for the shorts and holds them out for me to step into. Taking ahold of his arms, I use them to steady myself.

Once I’m dressed, he kisses me. Before he can pull away, I wrap my arms around his neck and press up into him, opening my mouth beneath his. Willing him to let his control shatter and take me.

Groaning his surrender, he wraps his arms around me and lifts me against him so he can claim my mouth more thoroughly. My insides burst with joy. When his tongue brushes mine, I sigh and lift my legs around his waist. His hands grip my ass to help support me.

His cock is hard between my thighs and my pussy aches with need.

He lifts his mouth from mine. “Princess, we can wait. You took all of us last night. We don’t want to hurt you. Even if you weren’t on your period, you’d need to rest.”

I groan as my pussy clenches. “You’re right.”

I don’t unwrap from him though. As I tighten my legs around him, he quirks an almost-smile. Fuck, I love that smile.

“Let’s go to bed.” He strides out of the closet and into the bedroom.

“We almost sent someone in after you two.” Coop comes up behind me and wraps his hands around my waist. His bare skin is hot where it touches mine. I’m tempted to sink into his heat.

“Let the boss get ready for bed, sweetheart.”

I kiss Seth before letting go, knowing Coop has me. Coop doesn’t drop me on the bed like I expect him to but carries me into the bathroom. He sets me down in front of the vanity.

“Do what you need to do to get ready for bed.” He waves his hand at the water closet.

My eyes meet his in the mirror. His hands settle on my waist and slip beneath my waistband to touch my hip bones.

“Unless you want to do something else.” He glances over his shoulder briefly before closing in on me. “Whatever you want, sweetheart. I’m always happy to oblige.”

I give him a smile but Seth is right. Things are sore and achy down there, and messy. We can take a night off. “Maybe on our night.”

“Hmm.” His fingers tease my hips, playing with the edge of my panties, tugging them slightly to press against me. His eyes lock with mine, and he drops his head down so his lips are against my ear as he speaks. “Whatever you want. You want to be my naughty slut? Or maybe you want me to be your bad boy?”

A shiver races down my spine. I lean into him, craving his warmth and his touch. “We can figure that out in the moment.”

He turns his head and his lips brush my pulse, sending sparks sizzling through my veins. Stepping back, he gives me a cocky smile in the mirror. “We’ll all be waiting for you, sweetheart.”

When he walks out, he closes the door behind him. I exhale and shake the desire off me. When I finish getting ready, I find all my guys on the bed, just like Coop said, waiting. I lean against the doorway to take them in. They all wear their boxers, showing off their cut abs and chests. Corded arms and thick legs.

When did this become my life? Except for the stalker and my ex-roommate, this is a fantasy come true. Four beautiful men who desire me. Who appreciate my intelligence and believe I bring something to the table at work.

Who I love with my whole heart.

I guess that’s where the fantasy ends. Noah loves me. His dark eyes meet mine, and I know in my heart he’ll always be mine, even long after this is over.

The others? I just don’t know. They care about me, but love? I’m not perfect like the women Coop and Seth have fallen for before. Not that those women were the best people, but they’re definitely perfect in the public eye.

Even dressed in the beautiful clothes Seth picks out for me, I’m just an impostor. A child playing dress-up and pretend. Could they even love me?

“Come on, love.” Blake smiles and pats the bed. “Let’s get some sleep.”

I push off the doorframe and take his hand, climbing into bed beside him. Seth is on my other side. Coop and Noah lie down on the outside.

Blake wraps his arm around me, drawing my back to his front, and I release a happy sigh. Before I can get settled, Blake’s phone buzzes on the nightstand. He sits up as an alarm blares. Fire? The guys all get out of bed in a hurry.

Seth takes my hand and pulls me with him.