I Won’t Be In On Monday (The Annoying Hot Bosses Club #3)

Chapter 25

Chapter Twenty-Five

J uniper

Remington stares down at me. His eyes are fiery and passionate, and I feel my entire body tremble as he lies down next to me. "You look stunning, Juniper," he says, as he touches the side of my face gingerly. "I wasn't going to say this, because I wasn't sure if you would believe me, but you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life."

"Wow. I wanted a makeover to turn me into a swan, but I didn't know it would go this well."

He chuckles as he reaches over and pulls my skirt off. "I thought you were gorgeous even before this makeover." I look at him and nod gently because it's true. I'd always seen the passion that he had for me before I changed how I looked. I just didn't believe it. Maybe I didn't want to believe it. Maybe I didn’t have the self-confidence, but I know that the way he is looking at me has nothing to do with the makeover.

"So, you really like me, huh?" I grin at him as he pulls off my top so that I'm lying here in my bra and panties.

"I think I like you more than you know."

I pout at him. "Really? You just like me?"

"You know I love you, Juniper," he says as he presses his lips against mine. I feel his fingers slide into my panties, and he rubs me gently. I moan slightly as he brushes my clit roughly. "Fuck, I love the noises that you make. They turn me on so much," he growls in my ear. I reach over and unbutton his shirt.

"Take it off," I say.

"Ooh, who's being demanding?" he says, as he sits up and quickly unbuttons his shirt. I watch as he throws it to the ground.

"Now your pants." I grin at him, and he chuckles as he stands up and pulls them off. He's only wearing a pair of black boxers now. I can see his cock outlined in the fabric, thick and hard, waiting for me.

"Shall I take these off, as well?" he says, his fingers in the waistband, and I shake my head.

"Not yet." I grab his arm and pull him back down onto the bed, and he growls as he pulls me into his arms and kisses me hard. I feel his fingers on my back running up and down. They're in my hair. His lips are on my neck. His legs are intertwined with mine.

"You are so beautiful, and tonight you will be mine," he says in a deep voice.

And I murmur into his ear, "And you will be mine, as well," I say, and he chuckles. I feel his hands slip around my back, and he unbuckles my bra. I lift my arms, and he slides it off. His lips clasp down on my right nipple, and I moan as he sucks.

I feel his fingers pulling down my panties, and I reach over and rub the front of his boxers.I can feel him swallowing hard as he once again presses his nose towards my navel and then licks down. He parts my legs with his hands, and I feel his tongue licking and sucking me, and my entire body trembles. I watch as he stands and pulls off his boxes. I swallow hard as I stare at him naked. He's the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen in my life. He looks down at me, his face expressionless for a moment before he bursts into a wide smile.

"I'm not a poet, but I could write a poem about this moment," he says.

"You going to do some stand-up for me?"

"I mean, if you'll do some for me."

"No way," I say, laughing as I grab his hand and pull him back down toward me.

"I did stand-up poetry once, and, while I did survive, I'm never doing it again. I literally sucked."

"I bet you weren't that bad," he says.

"Trust me, I was worse than bad."

"I don't believe you," he says, clambering over me. I feel his lips on the side of my face. He leans down and kisses my neck. I feel his cock positioned between my legs, and he's rubbing gently. "You're so wet for me," he says.

"I've been wet for you since the first time we met," I whisper against his lips, and he growls. I feel the tip of his cock at my entrance.

"Fuck. You turn me on so much, Juniper."

"Not as much as you turn me on," I say as I dig my fingers into his shoulders. I lean up and kiss him hard. "Fuck me, please. I need to feel this."

"It might hurt a little bit," he says, "But I promise I'll go slow." He reaches over to his nightstand, and I watch as he grabs a condom and slides it onto his cock.

“I wanted to do that,” I say.

“Next time,” he grins, as he plays with my hair and gives me another kiss. He positions himself between my legs again, and I can feel my heart racing fast. I grip the sheets, waiting. He positions himself and slides into me, just a little bit. “Let me know if it hurts,” he says.

“I will,” I mumble against his lips, and he slides into me a little bit more. I feel like he's too big. He's too wide, and I'm not going to be able to take him, and then he slides a little bit more, and I feel a slight pain. I cry out, and he pauses and looks down at me.

"Are you..." he starts, and I wrap my legs around him and pull him down hard. My fingers go to his hair, and I kiss him.

"Just fuck me, please."

He groans and slides deep inside of me, and for a few moments, I’m not sure how I feel, but then as he moves back and forth and I feel his thumb against my clit, I feel nothing but pleasure.

“Oh, fuck, yes,” I cry. “Fuck. What are you doing to me?” Before I know what’s happening, he’s moving faster and faster, and our bodies are bouncing and jiving in the bed like we're doing some sort of mambo that I've never seen before, but wish I had. The pain is gone, and all I can feel is pleasure. He kisses me hard and fast. His tongue is in my mouth, and his cock seems to slide deeper and deeper, until I feel myself at the top of the hill, and I'm crashing. I'm coming faster and faster and faster, and then I feel his body stilling before he erupts and collapses onto me as he grasps my hand and holds me close to him.

"I love you, Juniper. I love you."

"I love you, too.” I stare at him. He pulls out of me slowly, and I watch him pull off the condom and place it to the side. It's full, and I grin. I run my fingers down his chest. "I'm ready to go again if you are."

He bursts out laughing then.

"My little minx, you've gotta give me a couple of minutes," he says as he strokes the side of my face. "Plus, I don't wanna go too many times tonight. I don't want you to be too sore."

"I'll be okay," I say, smiling at him.

"Trust me when I say you might have trouble walking in the morning." He grins as he runs his fingers idly across my nipples.

“You think?” I say softly, and then I look at his cock. He's flaccid, but it's still big. "Okay, maybe."

"How did it feel?" he asks me softly.

"Amazing. How did it feel for you?"

"It felt like my first time, as well. It's never felt that meaningful to me before," he says. “But maybe that’s because I’ve never made love, only had sex.”

“You’re just saying that,” I say.

“No, you’re the only woman I’ve ever loved, Juniper. You’re mine. You’re my woman. Do you understand that? I understand what it means to believe that someone was made for you now.” His voice is husky, and he cradles me to him. "I want you to stay with me."

"What?" I stare at him in confusion.

"I want you to move in with me."

"I can't move in with you. We are not even together."

"You're my girlfriend now, right?"

"Are you asking me that?"

He chuckles. "Juniper Hardman, will you be my girlfriend, officially?"

"Yes," I say softly and kiss him on the lips. "But I'm not going to move in with you right away. We haven't even gone on dates. You haven't wined and dined me or wooed me. I want it all."

"And you'll get it all, but promise me that you'll move in soon."

"Why do you want me to move in so badly?"

"Because I don't like waking up with you not here. I don't like falling asleep without seeing your face. I think that's why I've texted you and called so many nights. There's just something about our connection that I can't dismiss. Something about you that I can't get out of my mind. I love you, Juniper. I love you with your glasses. I love you without. I love you in your sweatpants or in your tight skirts. I'll take you any way that I can get you."

"Yeah?" I say, touching his lips and then running my fingers down his chest to his cock. I move my finger and thumb up and down, and I grin as I feel him getting hard again. I shift so that I’m sitting on top of him, and I rub back and forth, loving the feel of his cock between my lips.

"You're so hot," he says, staring up at me. His fingers reach up and play with my breasts. He swallows hard. "What are you doing to me? Have you cast a magic spell on me, Juniper?"

"I don't think so, unless the magic in my romantasy books are true."

"I think everything about you is true," he says. "Can I ask you one thing?"

"Sure. What is it?" I reach down and grab his cock and guide it inside of me. He grunts as I start moving back and forth slowly.

"What are you doing to me?" He groans as he grabs my hips and bounces me up and down on him slowly. I cry out and then quickly press my hand to my lips. "What's wrong?" he says.

"I don't want to be too loud. I don't want to wake Canyon up."

He smiles. "She's a deep sleeper. I think you're okay."

"I just... I don't want to shock her. I don't want her to come in the room and see me in your bed and?—"

"She loves you, Juniper. She talks about you every single day. I think she'd be happy to see you here."

"You think?" I say as I grind back and forth on top of him. It feels right being with him. It feels right having him inside of me. I pause as I realize that he doesn't have a condom on. "Shit," I say, staring down at him.

"What is it?" he asks as he touches my lower lip.

"You're not wearing protection."

"Oh, yeah," he says, grasping my hands and pulling me down. He grabs my face and kisses me. I slowly move off of him. He reaches over and grabs another condom. "You'll have to get on the pill," he says. "Until you're ready."

"Until I'm ready for what?" I ask him.

"For us to make a little baby. Maybe a boy. A boy we'll call Elijah."

"What?" I stare at him. "What are you talking about?"

"Just a dream I had," he says, kissing me. He rolls me back over and stares down at me before positioning himself between my legs again. He reaches down, grabs my ankles, and places them over his shoulder, then slides into me quickly.

"Oh, that feels so good," I moan.

"Good," he grunts as he moves a little bit faster this time. His thumb makes its way to my clit, and he rubs me and fucks me at the same time. I feel like I'm about to explode. "Promise me one thing, Juniper."

"What?" I scream, not knowing which way is up, not knowing if the world is about to end.

"Promise me you'll be in on Monday."

"What?" I say, as he pauses.

"You said you wouldn't be in on Monday, but I want to make sure that you will be."

"Fine," I scream. "I'll come in on Monday. Just don't stop."

"I won't," he says, moving again, faster and faster. “I’ll never stop, Juniper, because I love you, and now that I know you love me, too, I know we’ll always be together.”

“We will,” I say, biting down on my lower lip. “Fuck. How does it feel so good? How do you feel so good?”

“It’s because we were made for each other,” he says, kissing me. I feel his palms rubbing against my breasts, and then he stills and explodes before collapsing onto me. I stare into his eyes, and he kisses me. His hand reaches back down to my clit, and he rubs me a few more times before I feel myself exploding.

"Fuck. How does this feel so good?” I can’t stop moaning and I can tell that he loves it.

"Because," he says. "It's always going to be like this between us. We're magic, Juniper. You and I, we were made for each other."