Page 67 of Falling for the Boss's Son

That seemed to please her. “I lose all common sense when it comes to you, too, sometimes.”

He brought both her hands to his lips, pressing them against his mouth and giving them a squeeze. “So you’ll make an appointment with your doctor?”

Cassie nodded.

Releasing a breath, he lowered her hands to her lap. “Okay. I only have one more question for you, then, for tonight.” He paused. “Are you completely naked under those blankets?”

She giggled. “You’ll have to find out for yourself.”

Standing, he lifted the covers and sure enough, she was naked from head to toe.

CHAPTER 16

Cassie snuggled into the covers as the memories of last night flooded back to her. She smiled, remembering how Jesse had reacted to her being naked in his bed. The way his body felt pressing her into the mattress.

He’d kissed every inch of her before pinning her to the bed and filling her. Sex had never been like this before for her. She’d never been so…overwhelmed by sensations flooding her senses.

The space beside her was empty, but it was still warm from where he’d been. She ran her hand over the sheets, letting her memory of the night play out in vivid color. Cassie didn’t want to forget any of it. Ever.

The shower was running in the bathroom. Cassie imagined the water flowing over his body, caressing his muscles, begging to be licked, and felt heat build between her legs. She wanted him again. She wanted to join him in the shower and let their bodies take over.

But was that something he’d want?

Cassie hated the fact she was second-guessing herself. She didn’t want to screw this up.

Before she could decide, the water shut off. She’d missed her chance.

A few minutes later, the door opened, and Jesse walked out, rubbing a towel over his hair. He wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing. Her gaze trailed over his body, taking in the dips and planes she was becoming familiar with.

She must have made a noise because he turned and caught her staring. One side of his mouth quirked up. “Enjoying the view?”

Heat bloomed on her cheeks. A denial was on the tip of her tongue, but she decided against it.

When she didn’t respond, his smile grew. He crossed to the bed, leaned over, and captured her lips with his. The kiss was soft and slow but lingering. By the time he backed away, she was aching for more.

She had no idea when she’d become a sex fiend. It must have been somewhere between him fingering her and him taking her up against the wall. Or maybe it was when he’d explored her pussy with his tongue as if he’d never tasted anything better.

Jesse stood to his full height beside the bed. It brought his now not so flaccid cock within inches of her face. She had a sudden desire to know what he tasted like.

He grazed his thumb along her jaw and tilted her chin up to meet his gaze. “There’ll be time for that later. This morning, there are things we need to talk about.”

A strange disappointment mixed with trepidation filled her belly. “Talk?”

He nodded and released her. “Shower and dress while I make us breakfast. Then, we can talk.”

Without waiting for a response from her, he went to the closet to get dressed.

Cassie flipped off the covers, padded to the bathroom, and closed the door before he reemerged from the closet. She tried to figure out what he wanted to talk about, then she recalled the discussion they had in the car before dinner. Her family. He thought she didn’t want him to meet them.

To be honest, it had nothing to do with him and everything to do with her mom. Jessica Rourke was a lot to deal with sometimes. She loved her mom, she really did, but since she’d divorced Cassie’s dad and remarried David, she’d changed.

Mom was great for the fun stuff. She and David loved to party. Not in the get drunk and do drugs sort of way, but in the carefree, don’t worry about tomorrow way. At one time, Cassie thought she wanted to be that way, too.

She still remembered her dad’s reaction to her sneaking out of his house when she was seventeen to go to a party. Let’s just say, Cassie had never done that again. Not even at her mom’s. She’d been too afraid her dad would find out somehow and she hadn’t wanted to chance it.

Then, of course, there was her brother, Bradley. While he was great at being a pain in her ass and would insert himself into her private life if he took the notion to, she was confident Jesse could handle him.

No, it was her mom who had her dreading the eventual meeting. She liked Jesse. A lot. She wasn’t sure how to be a good submissive, but she was trying. What if her mom said something to mess things up between them?

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