A Night With My Boss

12

CHAPTER 12

warning : mature scenes 

ROSELLE stared at his lustful eyes as she sat on his lap at the back seat of her car, the way Justin looked at her as if she's his prey looks so seductive to her.

Justin raised his hand, touched the strands of hair falling in front of her and put it behind her ear "Are you enjoying your dance with that man?"

Roselle's eyes followed his hand as it rested on her lap spread above his lap "What about if I do?"

She met his eyes and she saw a glimpse of irritation that disappeared immediately "I can do better than him"

Roselle arched her brows as she bit her lips to stop a smile "I'm not asking, and I think your enjoying your time with a woman too"

"I do" He didn't even denied it making Roselle a bit annoyed.

"Then why are you here? Shouldn't you be with her?" Roselle asked stopping her voice to sound annoyed.

"Maybe because I like you more than them?" Roselle was surprised at what he said, something inside her jump hearing him said that.

But seeing his face, the way his eyes clouded with lust. She already knew what he meant by that, he like her on bed. She's just any other woman he f**k in his bed and she don't want to assume to herself that their relationship would end up more than out of bed.

"Do you not remember what you said that night?" She don't know but she wanna know if he can remember what he said. If it wasn't just a drunken words and that he meant it some ways.

"What night?" Justin asked rubbing her lap up and down, she's starting to get hot by just his rubbing but she's stopping herself for she want to know if he meant it.

"The night you went in my apartment drunk, do you remember what you said to me that night?" She asked trying to read his furrowed brows and confuse eyes.

"Which part? And why are we talking about this? I want to f**k you here badly, just seeing you swing your butt to that man makes me turn on. Do you know that?" Justin said, lust back in his voice.

Justin hold her waist, fixing her sitting position near him. Justin hold her hands and place it on his shoulder "I wanna f**k you now so insanely"

Roselle want to know if he really remembered his words, the way he said he wants her beside her and that he felt something to her that he can't name. It may sound desperate but she just want to clear it so that she won't assume all his touches and words.

"What if I don't want you to f**k me so insanely?" Roselle stated making him frown.

"And why not? Don't play with me Roselle" Justin scowled, his lips pursed.

Roselle glanced at his pursing lips and opened her mouth to kiss it so slowly, it was just a peck but it taste so good.

Justin stopped her head from moving away from him by pulling her neck, he tilted his head to kiss her.

Roselle felt his tongue pushing her mouth to open it and she did, their tongues meet and she felt how he nip on it. Her hands crawled to his chest as she push herself more towards him with no distances at all.

Justin's hand went to her butt, guiding her to lean on him more as he now nibble on her thick lower lip.

Roselle's hands went to the back of his head and played with his smooth black hair, their heads tilting in different ways as they keep on tasting each others mouth.

Justin reached for the hem of her dress, rolling it up of her waist revealing her black lace panty. He stopped kissing her with their heavily breathes and looked down on the sexy undergarment she's wearing.

He was about to touch her down there but Roselle stopped his hands from touching her "What?" He asked annoyed.

"I will let you if you tell me what you remembered you said that night" Roselle heard how Justin released an annoyed sigh but she don't care, she just want something and that is the confirmation of his feelings towards her.

She don't want to let herself owned by him, her body is already owned by him and she's afraid he will be slowly owning her whole being without anything left for herself. She still never forget that he plays woman and that he'll never commit into something deeper.

"I don't know okay, stop talking and let me touch you" Justin exclaimed and then tried to remove her hand from stopping his hand.

But Roselle still didn't let him, she pull down her dress covering her exposed legs and underwear "Then no"

Justin glared at her, and she accepted it earning a groan from him "Fine, I'll tell you after this. Now can I get what I want now?"

"Promise?" Roselle asked stopping his hand again.

"f**k woman!" Justin growled "Okay f*****g promise, now don't test my patience or you won't be able to walk after this"

Roselle's eyes went wide opened but Justin just smirk seeing her reaction, he even released a short chuckle before kissing her again.

She wasn't able to respond immediately, not until he felt him pulling up her dress again. His hands roll on her body as if his hands was made up of hot steel. Rough, hard and hot.

She let her hands pull his shirt over his head, stopping their kiss midway. As soon as she removed his shirt, her eyes roamed on his body like it isn't the first time.

She can't believe he got this perfect body covered by his clothes, he owned a wide shoulder and she can't deny he got muscles at the right places but what made him exceptionally surprise is his small waist.

Roselle touched his waist with both hands and then she let her hands crawled up his chest, her eyes just followed her hands and went up his face. He was already looking up at her, she was higher than him 'cause she was sitting on her lap.

Justin removed her dress away from her making her blonde locks sprawled on her shoulders, he looked at her as if she is the most beautiful woman. She blushed at the way he stare, she bit her lips as she flip her hair side way, gathering it on one shoulder.

They were busy checking each other, kissing and touching like for a long time, devouring each others. The next time she knew, he was already putting a condom on. His shaft was already inside her as she ride on him.

Moans of her echoed in the car as his thick shaft went in and out of her, he was already heaving deeply with both his hand guiding her waist.

She let her forehead lean on his shoulder with her hand holding on his shoulder for support "f**k, I think I'm coming" Roselle breathily said.

With that words Justin hold her waist even more as he let himself control their body, she was already so weak.

Their moaning and heavy panting was already heard inside not until her phone chimed from her purse on the passenger seat, she let it but after it chimed from a text message, it suddenly rang from a phone call.

She don't care who was it or if it was so important, she just want to reach her climax and she's so much near.

She was already whimpering as she hold even tighter on Justin, she heard Justin cursing and followed by both of their climax.

She was like an ice cream melting after exposing into something hot, their chest competing to each other as it goes up and down.

Her phone rang again for the second time, she glanced to it and reach for her purse still Justin's shaft inside her.

She got it out from her purse and her eyes went wide open seeing the caller's name. It was Ian's

She quickly fixed her underwear and pull down her dress and fix her hair making the leaning Justin stare at her. She still look ravishing after s*x making him wanting more but seeing her expression, he guess there's no next round for them "Why?"

"I need to go now" She said getting off his lap and crawling towards the driver's seat.

"Why? Is there something wrong?" Justin fixed himself but except for his tie, he just left it untied.

"Something urgent, can you get off my car already? I really need to go" Rosé said anxiously, fixing her face in the rearview mirror as well as her hair.

"How about the deal?" Justin asked brows arching.

"What deal? Let's just talk next time, I really need to go this instant" Rosé started the engine but stopped when she saw Justin just sitting comfortably behind.

She met his eyes on the rear view mirror and his eyes was showing that he won't budge an inch even if she'll kick him out.

"I still need to answer your question right?"

"Yeah but let's do that next time, I really don't have time left" Rosé said looking at him pleading.

"Why?" Justin straighten his back and looked at her "My time is done, it's your other man's time already?"

Roselle felt guilty hearing him say that because it was true, Ian just texted her that he's coming to Seoul this morning. It's already midnight and she's still here f*****g with his boss and his f**k buddy.

It's nearly morning and she's still doesn't sleep, she can't face Ian with her haggard face 'cause she knows he will assume and conclude something immediately. Even if it will be true 'cause she was busy all night feeding her desires.

"He's coming here this morning" Roselle looked at her wrist watch "It's already past one and I'm still here, he knows my apartment address and he'll be coming there any minute now. Ian likes surprises, I don't know if he'll come earlier than what he said"

Justin's lustful eyes just earlier turned into coldness "You can just left him, if you really want. It's not like you love him or something 'cause if you do, you won't let me f**k you right?"

Roselle felt something sting inside her, love? She don't know, she can't tell if she's already feeling it. If it was love for Ian or for someone else.

"I can't, he means something to me" Rosé whispered, estimating the cold atmosphere inside her car. She didn't even know why it suddenly change into this.

"Fine, whatever" Justin said as he grabbed to open the door "As long as you still come when I want you I'm fine with it"

Roselle's eyes followed him as he walked away from her car, something weight heavy inside her. She don't need to feel this, she don't need to feel guilty about this. After all, there's nothing that's holding them. She wasn't cheating on Justin, there set up is just a game and a medicine to each other's hunger.

At the end of the day, she will be ending up in front of a priest as she vow that she will be Ian's loving wife. No Justin and just herself and Ian.

Her phone rang making her eyes move from following his disappearing figure, Ian was again calling her "Ian?"

"You're still awake? I thought you're already sleeping 'cause you didn't answer my first two calls" Ian's monotone voice echoed on her phone.

"I did" She said slightly stuttering "I woke up hearing my phone ringing, I just read your text. You're coming here?"

"Yeah, why? You don't want me to visit you?" Ian asked.

"No, it's fine. Why? Are you just visiting me here?" Roselle leaned on the chair, she already stopped her car's engine, afraid Ian will know she's outside.

"No, I have someone to meet so I decided to just stay in your apartment to save money and space. You won't disagree right? I won't let you"

"You don't need to save, you're rich but whatever you want. It's for a day only right?"

"Yeah, you sound like you just didn't woke up. Are you really sleeping?" Ian suspiciously asked.

"Yeah, I did. Is that all? I'm still sleepy, I want to sleep" Roselle said faking her husky morning voice.

"Okay, goodnight. Hope you enjoyed your night" She don't know but his words felt like weird but she don't care, as long as he swallowed her reason.

She drove her way home, stressed out from what just happened earlier. After Justin, she needs to face Ian. She looked like some playgirl who collect two men on her hands, and that thought made her stressed out even more.