In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 281

"All of you." Her voice cracked with desperation. "Please."

He thrust forward in one smooth motion, burying himself to the hilt. They both groaned at the sensation, her at the exquisite fullness, him at her tight heat surrounding him.

For a moment he held still, letting her adjust, his forehead pressed against hers. Then he began to move, slow and deep, each thrust deliberate and controlled.

The rhythm built gradually, his hips rolling against hers with increasing urgency. Her legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his lower back as she met each thrust. The sound of skin against skin filled the cabin, punctuated by her breathless moans and his low grunts of pleasure.

"Harder," she gasped.

He obliged, picking up the pace until the headboard knocked softly against the wall. Her sounds grew louder, less controlled, as he drove into her with increasing force.

"God, you feel so good," he groaned against her throat. "So tight around me."

His words pushed her higher, the coil of tension winding impossibly tight. She could feel her climax building, just out of reach. She couldn't believe he was able to get her so hot so fast.

"I'm close," she panted. She was so worried about being heard outside the cabin.

"Not yet." His hand slipped between their bodies, fingers finding her clit.

But her cries were getting louder, more unrestrained. Without warning, he pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach, the sudden movement making her gasp. Her bound hands twisted in the silk, wrists crossed above her head.

"What are you—"

He positioned himself behind her, one hand pressing between her shoulder blades to keep her down. "You're too loud, little firecracker."

Before she could respond, he thrust back inside her from behind. The new angle hit different spots, deeper somehow, and a sharp cry tore from her throat.

"Muffle your cries in the pillow," he commanded, his voice rough with renewed arousal.

She pressed her face into the soft pillow, her cries muffled as he drove deeper from this angle. His hand spread across her lower back, holding her in place as he set a punishing rhythm that had her seeing stars.

The position left her completely at his mercy, unable to do anything but take what he gave her. Each thrust sent shockwaves through her body, the new angle hitting spots that made her core clench around him desperately.

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