Page 1 of The Baby Contract With My Hot Billionaire Boss

Chapter One ~ Chris

She moans loudly as my hands tease her breasts, my body thrusting against hers; but what started out hard and fast has gradually turned into something slow. Because there’s something about this girl …

Damn, she feels good. So good. And the way she responds to my every touch. It's a good thing I had this room sound-proofed. I glance over at the one-way glass window overlooking the bar.

Not that the woman currently bent over my desk seems to care about any of that at the moment. And all I care about is making her feel good. As good as I feel. As long as I’m able to continue just what I’m doing, which is taking us both to new heights.

“That’s it, babe,” I groan out as she braces herself on the desk, her hips pressing back against me with every move I make.

“Oh my God.” She really is stunning. Those curves that look great under her uniform are even more sexy without it. My hands rove downward to hold her hips tightly, pulling her harder against me as her moans and gasps become more and more frantic. She’s close; I can feel it, which is good because so am I. And I’m not sure how much longer I’m going to be able to hold back.

Her back arches toward me, and she lets out a long moan as she practically trembles on my desk. That’s all it takes for my own orgasm to burst over me, and I’m left struggling to catch my breath and not crush her in the process.

But my racing heart doesn’t seem to be only about the amazing sex we’ve just shared. There’s something else there …

Was it only an hour ago that I saw her for the first time?

***

Who is that? I do a double-take as my gaze catches on the woman weaving her way through the crowd, a serving tray balanced on one hand, her hips swaying enticingly as she moves.

“Ethan!” I call loudly, and he hurries over from next door.

“What do you need?”

“That girl, who is she?”

It doesn’t take Ethan long to determine which girl I’m talking about, and a slow grin spreads across his face. “Emma Randolph. New hire. She’s a knockout, isn’t she?”

“How long has she been here?” Because I’ve certainly never seen her before.

“About a week … no, two weeks,” he replies. “And she’s definitely been a hit.”

I can imagine. The way that gorgeous body practically pours into the cocktail waitress uniform is … well, it’s every man’s dream. Certainly mine.

“Send her up to me,” I order, and Ethan raises an eyebrow at me.

“What are you going to do?”

“She’s fucking gorgeous … I need to get a closer look.”

Ethan gives a little grin and shakes his head, but he goes back out the door and down the stairs to fetch her for me. Because I’m most definitely not going to miss out on this chance. Not with a woman who is as stunning as she is.

When she walks into my office and I get a close-up look at those legs … those lips … I’m certainly not disappointed.

“Emma, is it?” I say smoothly, and she gives me a nervous smile and a nod, approaching the desk as though she’s not sure what’s going to happen next. And likely she’s not. It’s not something I should be doing, but that’s not going to stop me when I have a chance with someone like that.

***

Slowly, I step back from her, taking a deep breath to calm my racing heart. And she stands, turning to face me, her cheeks flushed red as she glances at my face, around the room, and back again.

“I … Mr. Warren …”

“I think we’re past that now, don’t you, Emma?” I reply and can’t help the smug grin as I reach to grab my clothes.

“This isn’t … I never …” She’s flustered. Embarrassed. Nervous. Anxious. A whole host of emotions shift across her face. But all of them are definitely combining to make her uncomfortable.

“Don’t be shy, baby girl, not with me.”

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