The Secret Affair with My Married Boss (18+) ✔

F I F T E E N - MR. R O M A N T I C

Hailey's eyes fluttered open to the delicious smell of something cooking. Reaching over onto the other side of the bed, she noticed she was all alone.

A small smile etched across her lips as vivid memories of last night flooded her mind. Last night was amazing and so romantic. She had never been made love to like that before and she had to remind herself not to fall for him.

She wouldn't allow her heart to be broken because of him.

"Good morning, beautiful," Came Romeo's rusty, morning voice as he walked in with a tray of  breakfast. 

She smiled sweetly at him as she sat up, "Good morning,"

Her mouth almost watered as her eyes raked over his shirtless torso. His shorts hung loosely on his hips exposing his sexy, deep V-line disappearing into his shorts. He was sinfully hot.

"How are you feeling?" He inquired as he placed the tray on her lap.

Glancing down at the bowl of macaroni and cheese with sweet corn and a glass of orange juice, she grinned and looked up at him, "Never been better,"

He returned her grin with one of his own, "Eat up."

"Thank you for breakfast. Uh, what time is it?"

"It's almost ten,"

"Okay,"

"When you're done, I'll run you a warm bath," He stated before quickly pressing his lips on hers.

Her heart skipped a beat as she almost melted right there. Why was he so damn perfect and considerate? Why did he have to be married? Why couldn't he be single so that she could fully snatch him up and make him hers?

"Thank you," She giggled, blushing slightly.

He returned to the kitchen to clean up. As he washed the dishes, he couldn't help reminiscing on the amazing night they shared. She was great. She was perfect and beautiful. She had the best pussy he had ever had and he fucked dozens of women. She was tight and so wet. His cock twitched as he remembered how he almost lost his senses when he felt her walls gripping his shaft. Her body was small yet curvaceous and smooth and he loved running his fingers over her curves.

He couldn't get enough of her. He wanted to go for hours and hours, making love to her nonstop. He got so addicted that he didn't even want to reach his climax. He even thought about trying new things with her and if she'd like it.

After he was finished cleaning the kitchen and she was done eating, he walked her into the bathroom.

"Your bath is ready, babe," He informed her before helping her into the tub.

She released a satisfied breath as she slid down into the warm, salt bath.

Again she couldn't help the smile that spread across her face. A man had never prepared her bath before. He was so...different.

She spent the rest of the day with him. Well, not necessarily with him, but in his bed. He had to work so she made herself busy by catching up on Grey's Anatomy. 

He'd pop into the room at times to make sure she was okay and peck her lips before returning to work.

At six in the evening, he was finally finished working and he joined her in bed, snaking his arm around her waist as she sat up on the bed.

"Is this Grey's Anatomy?" He queried.

She nodded distractedly as she focused on the flat screen. He chuckled at how cute she was and fished out his phone, checking his messages.