In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 332

Keira reached back to unhook her bra, but Alexei caught her wrists, pinning them above her head with one hand. "I'll do that," he said, his free hand moving to trace the swell of her breast above the lace cups.

He took his time, his fingers teasing her through the fabric until her nipples were hard, straining against the material. Only then did he release her wrists to unhook her bra, drawing it slowly down her arms.

"Beautiful," he breathed, bending to take one hardened peak into his mouth.

Keira gasped, arching off the bed as he sucked and licked, his tongue circling her nipple before he moved to the other breast, giving it the same thorough attention. His hand slid between her thighs, fingers finding her wet heat.

"I love how wet you get for me," he murmured against her skin, sliding one finger inside her, then another. "So tight."

She moaned as he curled his fingers, finding that spot that made her see stars. His thumb circled her clit as his fingers pumped inside her, building a rhythm that had her climbing toward release.

"Alexei, please," she gasped, her hips moving in time with his hand.

"Please what?" he asked, his voice rough with desire.

"I need you inside me."

He withdrew his fingers, "Since you asked so nicely." reaching for a condom he made short work of putting it on.

He positioned himself between her thighs, the blunt head of his cock pressing against her entrance. With one smooth thrust, he buried himself deep inside her.

They both groaned at the sensation of being joined. For a moment, he remained still, letting her adjust to his size. Then he began to move, his thrusts slow and deep at first, gradually building in intensity.

Keira wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him deeper, her nails raking down his back as pleasure built within her. Every stroke hit that perfect spot inside her, sending waves of sensation through her body.

"Faster," she urged, meeting his thrusts with her own.

Alexei groaned as he followed her over the edge, his hips jerking as he emptied himself. He collapsed on top of her, their sweat-slicked bodies pressed together as they both struggled to catch their breath.

After a moment, he rolled to the side, pulling her with him so she lay sprawled across his chest. His fingers traced lazy patterns on her back as their breathing slowly returned to normal.

"That was just want I needed." Keira said, her voice still unsteady. She could feel the stress leaving her body. They had this. She needed to call her sisters and let them know she was ok. Alexei had fucked the idea of leaving out of her head.

She smiled against his chest, feeling sated and cherished and, most importantly, no longer afraid. Whatever challenges they faced…the press, the public, royal expectation she could do this for him… for them. Because in the end, what they had found in each other was worth fighting for.

"I love you," she whispered, the words coming easily now.

His arms tightened around her. "I love you too, my little firecracker. More than you'll ever know."