Page 78 of Falling for the Boss's Son

Cassie released a contented sigh. “This. It’s very romantic.”

Jesse smiled and reached for the soap. “Are you trying to tell me you’re a romantic?”

“I shouldn’t be.”

He dunked the soap beneath the water, getting it wet before rubbing it between his hands. Once a good lather had formed, he began massaging her shoulders and chest. He kissed the side of her head, right above her ear. “If things like this mean I get to see you naked more, I’ll make sure to keep the romance coming.”

His comment was meant to make her laugh, and it did. Her tits bobbed up and down in the water, temping him. His younger self would have forgotten the plans he had for their bath and lifted her onto his cock. But he wasn’t a teenager anymore, and he had more self-control than that.

The water sloshed at the sides of the tub as he moved down her body with the soap, getting her arms and legs before changing his focus to her chest once more. This time, after lathering his hands, he covered her breasts with his palms and cleaned them.

Cassie was lying limp against him. If not for her breathing, he’d think she was asleep.

Nothing he’d done in their bath so far had been overly sexual. He’d kept everything tame. This wasn’t about sex, although his semi-hard cock pressed against her back might dispute that. Then again, he always wanted Cassie. That had been the case from the beginning, and he doubted it would ever change.

She released a soft moan of pleasure as he caressed her nipples and skimmed over her torso down to her belly. The bubbles in the water obscured his view, but he could still see the patch of hair covering her sex.

Normally, he preferred his women to have nothing more than a landing strip, but for some reason, Cassie’s pubic hair didn’t bother him. It was trimmed and she either had it waxed on the edges or kept it shaved.

He threaded his fingers through the hair in question, pulling the curls taut before letting them spring back into place. Everything about Cassie turned him on. Her body, for sure, but he also liked that he could have a conversation with her without it turning into an argument, or worse, having her just agree to whatever he said.

Yes, he was a Dominant. He liked to be in control, especially when it came to sex, but that didn’t mean he wanted a doormat. He wanted a partner. Someone who could fit with him like a matching puzzle piece.

Jesse ran his fingers down her sides before settling his hands on her hips. The water was cooling off.

He rinsed any of the residual soap from her body, then slid her forward so he could get out. The moment he stood, Cassie turned, her eyes twinkling in the candlelight. She looked like an angel. His angel.

Before his libido took over, he stepped out of the bathtub and pulled the plug so the water could drain. He helped Cassie out, grabbed a towel, and began drying her off.

She never took her gaze off him.

Once he finished drying her off, he got another towel for himself. Before he could use it, however, Cassie stopped him. “May I dry you off, Sir.”

That was all it took for his cock to go from half-mast to rock-hard.

CHAPTER 19

Was it possible to die from too many orgasms? Cassie wasn’t sure, but she was thinking if it was, then it was a good way to go. She’d lost count of how many orgasms she’d had over the last two days.

Unfortunately, the weekend couldn’t last forever and on Monday morning, she found herself standing in front of his bathroom mirror doing her hair and makeup. Jesse had made them both breakfast and had left her alone to dress, saying he needed to check his messages.

It felt strange to wear clothes again, which she found a little odd. How could she have gotten used to running around naked so fast?

With a final look in the mirror, Cassie returned everything to her toiletry bag and headed across the hall to the spare room where she’d left her things. She was zipping up her overnight bag when Jesse popped his head into the room. He scanned her from head to toe, assessing. “I prefer you naked.”

Cassie chuckled. “Yes, well, I can’t go to work naked.”

“Hmm.” Jesse strolled across the room and pulled her against him. He palmed her ass, giving it a squeeze, then lowered his mouth to hers.

She opened her mouth, letting his tongue slip inside. He tasted of mint toothpaste and coffee. Within moments, she felt her sex heating, readying itself for him.

He gave her a peck on the lips and released her. “You have no idea how much I want to chain you to my bed right now and refuse to let you leave.”

Her pussy clenched at his words and not in a bad way. She really had become a sex addict. “I think your dad might have a problem with that.”

His only response was to raise one eyebrow.

Instead of commenting or trying to argue why chaining her to his bed would be a bad idea, she grabbed her overnight bag.

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