His arms came out to grab me and I danced out of his reach, wagging my finger at him and sing-songing, “Ah-ah-ah!”

He growled at me and tried to grab me again and I slapped at his hands, telling him no. He pouted, his bottom lip sticking out, and crossed his arms over his chest. I rolled my eyes at him before darting in and biting his bottom lip between my teeth, flicking my tongue over the coolness of the silver hoop piercing the flesh there. He moaned deep in his throat and brought his hands up, but I jumped back again out of reach.

“Emma! Damnit, woman! What kind of game are you playing? Get over here, now!” Luke sounded almost desperate but I wasn’t going to give in. I wanted to tease him a bit, make him beg for a change.

I walked over to the closet and pulled out a couple of silk ties that I’d found stashed in the back of Luke’s things. His eyes widened as I came back to the bed and after telling him to strip, motioned for him to lie back on the bed. He did, not hesitating at all, his breath leaving him on a gasp as I crawled onto the bed and straddled him. I raised his arms above his head and tied each of his wrists to the slatted headboard with one of the ties. Giving them a good tug to make sure they’d hold, I moved away, satisfied that he was at my mercy.

I stripped my own clothes off slowly, turning my back and swiveling my hips as I shucked my jeans and panties, loving the sound of his groan behind me. Taking it just a little further into the torture realm, I spread my legs a little before bending over to pick up my clothes, allowing him an unobstructed view of my ass and swollen, wet nether lips for a second. I turned when I heard the headboard groan ominously, shaking my head as I saw Luke trying desperately to get his hands free.

I crawled back up on the bed after making a pit stop by my dresser, and straddled his chest, closing my eyes at the feel of his heat pressed against my moist secret flesh.

“Emma, baby…what are you doing to me?” Luke rasped, his voice deeper and thicker than usual, letting me know how much he wanted me, as if the rock hard, huge length of him standing at attention behind where I was perched wasn’t enough indication.

“Shhh…just…relax…” I said slowly, drawing out the words as I ran my hand down my body, tweaking my nipple before continuing south, “ and enjoy.”

I slid my finger into the wetness between my thighs, circling my clit a couple times while I rocked my hips against his chest, before bringing my other hand up to allow Luke to see what was coming next. His breathing turned harsh as I flipped the switch and the soft, jelly coated, egg shaped bullet with a little finger-like protrusion at the tip buzzed to life. I ran the tip of it down my body, letting it tickle against each of my nipples before pushing it against my wet, pink folds, moaning loudly as the vibrations rolled through my tender flesh.

I rubbed it through my folds, my wetness glistening on the toy in the light, and Luke’s moans came in earnest, growling through his lips almost constantly. Then I smiled at him, a small, naughty smile, when he started begging.

“Baby, please…come closer so I can lick it, or move back and let me fuck you while you do that…God, Emma, please!” His eyes had turned wild, his skin felt feverish against mine, and I loved every bit of it.

I closed my eyes and threw my head back in pleasure, basking in the rush of pure feminine power I felt at the thought that Luke was wild for me…for ME! I never in a million years would have imagined finding the (cheesy line alert, just FYI) man of my dreams. Especially not in a tattoo shop, of all places! And not only that, he made me feel beautiful and unselfconscious, and I’ve never had that before.

Luke’s hips bucking beneath me brought me out of my thoughts and I gave in a little, sliding forward enough that his mouth could reach me. I barely moved the toy out of the way before his tongue swiped through my folds, laving me from top to bottom and back up again before dancing around my clit. I moaned and rode his mouth for a minute, but pulled back when I felt my orgasm rushing forward. I didn’t want it to be over too quickly.

He growled at me and strained against his bindings, trying to get his head close enough to put his mouth on me again. I sat on his chest, rocking my hips against him while I played the toy against my clit, bringing myself close to the edge again and again while Luke begged me to touch him or to let him touch me.

When my thighs were shaking with the effort of holding my release at bay, I raised myself up and turned around, carefully placing my knees on the outside of Luke’s shoulders, lowering my hips over his face until I felt him bury his tongue inside me. He moaned into my wet flesh as I leaned down and took his hard length between my lips, sucking it deep and running my tongue up the length of it as I pulled back.

I lightly nipped him with my teeth when he stilled against me, telling him without words to get back to work. He vigorously tongued me, flicking the tip of it over my clit before thrusting it inside me, fucking me with it while he thrust his hips up, fucking my mouth at the same time. I moaned with my lips wrapped around him and his hips bucked involuntarily at the feel of it. He began circling my clit again and didn’t stop until I broke, screaming my release around his hardness still thrusting between my lips.

As soon as I came, I pulled away from him, turning to release his hands from the ties. As soon as the knots loosened, he had me on my back, his length buried deep inside and beginning a pounding rhythm that had me ready to explode again within seconds. As I crested, raking my nails uncontrollably down his back, he came, shouting and moaning and jerking inside me as he spilled headlong into ecstasy.

We laid there, gasping for breath for a minute before he pulled back to look at me, grinning down at me.

“What?” I asked him.

“Where the hell did that come from?” was his reply.

I just shrugged my shoulders, gave him a saucy grin, and kissed him.

Chapter 20

“Thanks, Floyd!” I exclaimed as I looked into the brightly wrapped package he had left on my desk. He’d gotten me a box of my favorite chocolates and given me a nice Christmas bonus check. I jumped up out of my seat and hugged him, smiling as he laughed at my exuberance.

Ever since I’d started working for him, we’d gotten each other gifts for Christmas, and it was always the same thing every year. Like clockwork, I knew that he’d give me my bonus in a box of my favorite chocolates, and he knew that I’d give him two boxes of his favorite chocolate covered cherries and a gift card for him and his wife’s favorite restaurant. His wife always called me after Christmas break to thank me and tell me what she ordered. She’s working her way through the menu and I don’t think she’s ordered the same thing twice yet.

It was Tuesday and I was getting ready to close the office for Christmas break. I just had a couple things left to do, but Floyd was leaving already so he could go finish getting a couple presents for his grandkids. His wife usually does all that kind of shopping, but she’d missed a couple things and he had to pick them up. He’d already brought all his wife’s gifts into the office for me to wrap, and had loaded them into his car to take home. That was another tradition in the office that was started the first year I worked for him. I didn’t mind though. Did I mention he was a kick ass boss?

I finished cleaning up my desk and locked the door, making sure I put the sign in the door that said when we’d be back in the office before I headed out to my car. I’d driven myself to work because there was no reason for Luke to drop me off since I was only working for three hours.