Irresistible Boss Succumbing to Your Touch (Maria Anita) novel Chapter 464

Manuela’s POV

It was always nice to spend time with my girlfriends, but tonight I was very distracted. Flavian had been so stressed lately, spending so much time at the police station. I thought he needed a vacation, or at least something to help him relax outside of work.

He came to pick me up at Catherine's house, and when I got in the car, I noticed his worried expression, as if something was constantly troubling him. Instead of asking "what's wrong" and hearing "it's just work" again, I decided to change my approach and give him a light and relaxed moment, so I put on my best smile.

"Hi, big guy! Did you miss me?" I leaned over the seat to kiss him.

"I always miss you!" He replied in that sexy voice of his.

"Then take me home, you won't be sleeping tonight," I warned him, and he gave me a smile.

"Oh yeah? Is my little one in naughty mode today?" He asked playfully.

"And I haven't even had a drink." He burst out laughing, and I was happy because I was achieving my goal.

"Then I'm not sure if you're really that naughty," he teased while starting the car.

"Are you doubting me?" I challenged him, and he looked at me skeptically.

"Maybe," he laughed. "What kind of naughty are we talking about?"

"The elevator kind," I moved closer to him and whispered, watching his surprised expression.

"Are you serious, little one?" He looked at me with wide eyes.

I took his hand and placed it on my leg, guiding it upward until it reached my intimate area. He gave me a look of approval as he touched my bare skin under the loose knee-length dress.

"No panties? You naughty girl! Did you leave home like this?" He stopped at the traffic light and kissed my ear, keeping his hand where I had placed it while slowly moving his fingers.

"No, it was an idea I had before you picked me up," I said, already feeling my pulse quicken with his delicious movements on my pussy.

"Want to tell me about this idea?" He started driving when the light turned green, continuing to excite me and driving me crazy for an orgasm.

His hands moved up my arms and touched my breasts. It transported me back to our first kiss, when I knew nothing and was afraid of everything. But now it was different. Now I knew, I wanted, I craved his touch.

His mouth moved to my ear, and I felt the gentle bite he gave my earlobe resonate between my legs. I wanted him like an oasis in the desert. He moved his lips down, kissing and nibbling my neck. The sensation was divine and made me yearn for more.

He slipped a single finger inside the neckline of my dress, brushing against one of my already swollen nipples, drawing a soft moan from me.

"That's still not my name," he said, smiling between the kisses he was placing on my neck.

I felt his hand pull down the neckline of my dress, exposing my breasts, and his lips descended to one of them as he excited me by sucking and licking while pinching the nipple of the other. His mouth was sinful and seemed made solely for my pleasure. The more he sucked on my breast, moving from one to the other, squeezing them in his hands, the more I lost control of my moans.

"That's still not my name," he said while running one hand along my thigh and squeezing a breast with the other.

The hand on my thigh began to move upward, taking the hem of my dress with it, gathering it at my waist and leaving me exposed. He ran his finger lightly over my sex, and I gasped.

He unlocked the seatbelt, freeing my body, and in a quick motion turned me so I was sitting with my legs outside, facing him. There, in that cramped space, with my breasts exposed above the neckline of my dress and the skirt bunched around my waist, Flavian looked at me as if he were worshipping me, as if I were the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. His look of veneration made me love him even more in that moment.