Filthy Boss: A Forbidden Office Romance (Wynton Book 1)

by Bianca Cole

  I glance down at him, unable to see through the tears clouding my eyes. “Yes, of course, I’ll marry you.” I’m breathless and happier than I’ve ever been in my entire life. This is how it should feel when someone asks you to marry you.

  Bryson slips the ring onto my finger and then stands to kiss me. “I love you, Bryson.”

  “I love you too, baby.” He gropes my ass. “And, I love the way your ass looks in this dress.”

  My smile falters as my hand lands on my belly. “I have some news of my own…” Although he just proposed to me, anxiety floods me. We’ve never spoken about whether he wants kids. I’m scared about how he might react.

  “What is it? Are you okay?”

  I smile. “Yes, I hope so…” I grab his hand in mine. “I went to the doctor last week and was trying to find the right time to tell you, but I’m pregnant.”

  Bryson blinks twice. “Pregnant?”

  I nod. “Y-Yes, I know we haven’t discussed having children and–”

  Bryson pulls me to him and kisses me. “It’s amazing news. It’s a bit ahead of schedule, but we can deal with it.”

  “So, you’re happy?”

  “Happy is an understatement. I’m ecstatic. I can’t wait to start a family with you, Tessa.”

  Tears of joy well in my eyes. “I wasn’t sure what you’d say.” The tears spill from my eyes down my cheek.

  He wipes them from my face and presses his lips against mine. “I say that I’m the luckiest man in the world to have found you.”

  “Wait until I tell Elena she’s going to be the maid of honor and a godparent. She’s going to go mental,” I say, laughing.

  “I’ll ensure I’m far away for that one. I love Elena, but she is the most dramatic woman I’ve ever met.”

  I laugh at that.

  He glances at the silver platters on the side. “I’m hungry for your ass rather than food,” he growls, grabbing hold of my hips and pulling me toward him.

  His length is as hard as stone as he presses it into me. “Then fuck my ass,” I moan, wanting to feel my fiancé’s cock stretching me out.

  He groans. “I need to get the lube.” He steps away, but I grab hold of his wrist and pull him back, forcing his hand under my dress and guiding his finger to my already lubed hole.

  He groans. “Fuck, you’re perfect, did I tell you that?”

  I smirk at him and force him down onto the grass by the lake, kissing him with all the love and passion I feel for him, pouring it into the kiss.

  My hands move to pull his t-shirt over his head and then work on removing his belt. His rough, large hands snake under my dress, pulling it off me and exposing my already pebbled nipples, which he pulls into his mouth one by one, making my back arch.

  “Bryson…” He kisses my breasts and trails kisses along my collarbone and then my neck.

  I free his belt, removing his pants and pawing his hard length through his boxers. He grunts against me as I free him and stroke his thick, hot length from root to tip.

  “I want you, right now,” he groans, grabbing my hips and forcing me to straddle his cock.

  My pussy is soaking wet and dripping for him. I lower myself down over his hard cock as he captures my lips. He bites my lip as I ride him, rising and falling harder and faster on his length.

  He kisses my neck and collarbone before nipping my ear. “You feel so fucking good,” he groans as he pinches my nipples between his finger and thumb.

  I’m about to come already. My muscles are unfolding around his hard length. “Shit, I’m coming,” I say, speeding up as I drive myself over the edge. I keep riding him though, chasing more pleasure as his huge cock builds it almost instantly.

  “I’m ready to fuck your ass, baby,” he groans. “Get on your knees, now,” he commands.

  I love the way he dominates and commands me. I get off his lap and bend over, baring myself to him, my ass high in the air, ready and lubed for his thick length. He rubs the head of his cock against the tight ring of muscles and teases me, making me beg him. “Please, Bryson, fuck my ass.”

  “Hmm, you know I love it when you beg me, baby.” He slaps my ass, and I buck my hips, trying to sink his cock into me. He grips hips, holding me still. “I’m in control,” he growls.

  “Fuck, Bryson. I need you inside me now.”

  He presses against my hole, and it relaxes, sinking him in inch by inch until his balls are resting against my drenched pussy. I can barely think straight with how good it feels. White creeps into my vision as the pleasure threatens to make me come before he even moves inside me.

  The noise he makes is animalistic as he moves in and out. He grabs hold of my throat and pulls me up toward him, fucking me still. “I’ll never tire of fucking your perfect little asshole,” he mutters into my ear.

  I moan as he fucks me harder and harder, holding me by the throat and kissing my neck and the spot below my ear that sends shivers down my spine. It’s so filthy, but I love it.

  Bryson’s arms snake around my waist, shifting me onto my side, while his cock is still buried inside me, and resting his lips against the back of my neck. His finger finds the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of my thighs, and he rubs my swollen clit, lighting up every pleasure center inside me. It amplifies the amazing sensation of his cock stretching me.

  He fucks me hard until I can’t take it anymore, and every muscle in my body unfolds as I tip over the edge of oblivion. My body clamps down around his dick, milking his seed as his cock fills my ass up with his cum, shooting rope after rope inside me. Our heavy breathing fills the air, as we rest on the grass together, totally spent.

  He holds me tight in his arms, kissing my neck and shoulder. “I love you, baby,” he says, nipping my ear.

  “I love you too,” I reply, feeling happier than I’ve ever felt in my life.

  The End

  Thank you for reading Filthy Boss, I hope you enjoyed it.

  If you’d like to read more, the next book in the Wynton series is Filthy Professor. Available on KU and to buy at Amazon.

  I know the number one rule as a professor – never under any circumstances get involved with a student.

  I'd never had a problem sticking to the rules, until the fated first day of the semester when Sasha Harman walks into the lecture hall of my British Literature class.

  She captures my attention like no other woman ever has. She is beautiful and intelligent.

  I try to fight it, perhaps not hard enough, but I try. But, once I taste of her, I know I can’t stop.

  Then she tells me she’s a virgin and I know there is no way in hell I’m letting her go. I’m going to claim my student and make her mine, and nothing can stop me.

  Filthy Professor is a steamy and hot forbidden romance between professor and student with an over the top possessive alpha male. It has hot scenes and bad language.

  Filthy Professor is a safe story in the Wynton series with no cliffhanger, no cheating, and a guaranteed HEA.

  Also by Bianca Cole

  Wynton Series

  Filthy Professor: A First Time Professor And Student Romance

  Filthy Lawyer: A Forbidden Hate to Love Romance

  Filthy Doctor: A Doctor and Intern Forbidden Romance

  Romano Mafia Brother’s Series

  Her Mafia Daddy: A Dark Romance

  Her Mafia Boss: A Dark Romance

  Her Mafia King: A Dark Romance

  Bratva Brotherhood Series

  Bought by the Bratva: A Dark Mafia Romance

  Captured by the Bratva: A Dark Mafia Romance

  About the Author

  Bianca Cole loves to write stories about over the top alpha bad boys who have heart beneath it all, fiery heroines, and happily-ever-after endings with heart. Her stories have twists and turns that will keep you flipping the pages, and just enough heat to set your kindle on fire.

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