Page 44 of Love your Billionaire Boss

Bridget glanced around the bar for a moment before turning back to Cleo. “Why don’t you head out early? Catch up on some sleep.”

“I couldn’t do that. The team just got here. What if it picks up?”

“We’ll be fine. Alex is here. We’ve got it handled.”

Cleo looked around unsurely.

“I’m serious. Go. With the game this weekend, I’ll need my favorite bartender awake and ready to take on the crowd.”

“Okay. Thanks, Bridget.” She gave her a quick hug before heading to the back kitchen. She would have said goodbye to Nico, but not at the chance of seeing Kev. Plus, things still felt a little awkward since the other night. She wondered if Nico had talked to Kenny about it.

Probably. It had been two nights and they were roommates. She shook her head in embarrassment just thinking about it.

In the kitchen, she removed her apron and placed it in the wash pile. She waved a quick goodbye to the cooks and slipped out the back door to the alley where her car was parked and yawned as she climbed in. She definitely needed sleep and was grateful for Bridget letting her go early.

The drive home went by fast. She pulled into the driveway and pressed the button to open her garage. She waited as it slowly opened before pulling in and putting the car in park. Home sweet home. She couldn’t wait to take a hot shower and climb into bed. She was about to close the garage when she heard a car pull up.

Who the hell would be here at this hour? Nervously, she peered out of the garage, but headlights blinded her. She was about to run inside and lock the door, but then the lights cut and she saw a black sports car. Kenny’s car. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. She must be so tired she was hallucinating.

She combed her hands through her hair really quickly and smoothed her wrinkled bar shirt. Why did he always show up when she looked like a hot mess? She walked out of the garage as he opened the car door and stepped out. Hat on, messy hair, sweats that hugged his muscles. He was looking at her so intently and suddenly he was taking strong strides toward her. She shifted her feet and swallowed, but her throat was dry.

Cleo attempted to say “hi,” but his mouth was suddenly on hers. His hands were in her hair. She knew she should pull away and ask him what the hell his problem was, but his lips were moving against hers and it felt too good. They could talk later.

She stood on her tiptoes, leaning in to him, and wrapping her arms around his neck. His hands moved to her waist as he pulled her in tighter. She could feel his fingers digging gently into her as if he was holding on for dear life. His tongue trailed across her lips, parting them patiently. She opened her mouth and breathed him in, and soon he was massaging his tongue against hers not so patiently. She felt him groan, the vibrations traveling through her, making her tingle with pleasure.

With her hands still around his neck, she pulled him with her as she walked backward into the garage, their mouths never leaving each other. Her back was soon against the door and she lowered a hand to search for the door handle. She fumbled for a little bit until she found it and turned it. The door swung open and they stumbled inside. They broke apart and she looked up at him. They were both breathing heavy, and he was staring intently back at her.

She bit her bottom lip before grabbing his hand and pulling him through the kitchen and to the stairs. She hoped he was in the mood for a shower. When they came to the bedroom, he stopped, but she shook her head and pulled him with her. He looked at her curiously, but followed without hesitating. When they reached the bathroom, she flipped the switch and he looked at her with a smile that melted her right there on the spot. She let go of his hand and turned on the shower.

Once the water was running, he came up behind her and put his hands on her waist, turning her to face him. She looked up at him nervously. She knew what was coming next. As much as she wanted it, she was also scared. It had been so long. As if he knew what she was thinking, he put his hand gently on her chin. He tilted her head up and kissed her softly.

His fingers trailed down her face, her neck, her arms, her waist, until they stopped to grab the bottom of her shirt. He pulled it up slowly and she lifted her arms as he slid it up and over her head. He looked down at her large breasts and sucked in a breath. She wanted to cover up. She knew she was probably plumper than what he was used to. When she put her hands over her stomach, he shook his head and gently pulled them away.

“Don’t,” he said softly, but sternly.

She did as she was told and held her hands at her sides as his eyes grazed over her admiringly. He went in to kiss her again and his hands traveled to her breasts, cupping them against her black bra. His fingers grazed the cup of her bra and pulled it down until his hands were against her. His mouth traveled down her neck and across her collarbone until he was breathing against her. Her nipples were hard as he ran his tongue over them. She let out a little moan.

Steam was escaping the shower, enveloping them. It was hard to catch her breath. His mouth still on her, and his hands traveled down and unbuttoned her jeans with ease. He pulled them down and she shimmied herself out of them, her panties following. He stood up and looked down at her as his hands unhooked her bra, allowing it to fall to the floor.

She held his gaze as her hands reached to his sweatshirt, tugging at it roughly. He let out a soft laugh as he pulled it up over his head. She let out a small gasp as she took him in. His skin was tan and his stomach muscular. His pants hung low, revealing a perfect V. She grabbed the waistband and pulled them slowly down, his erection popping out. He stepped out of his pants, kicking them away impatiently.

Not turning away from him, she pulled open the shower door and stepped inside. The hot water washed over her, turning her sensations up a notch. The steam rose, surrounding her. She could barely see. She heard the shower door close softly and felt him step beside her. She sucked in a breath, waiting for what came next.

His hands guided her toward the shower wall, and he pressed her up against it gently. His fingers intertwined with hers and guided her hands up above her head. With one hand, Kenny pinned them there as his other hand traveled slowly down her wet body. She shuddered as he passed her stomach and stopped between her legs. He massaged his palm against her, slowly and with ease, the water allowing him to slide against her.

Cleo rested her head against the shower wall and looked up at his strong hand holding hers. Then she felt a finger slip into her slowly and gasped. She lowered her head and looked at him suddenly through the steam. He had a smile on his lips as he slowly pulled his finger out before dipping back into her. She leaned forward and pressed her lips against his desperately. Their tongues danced around each other madly, and his finger inside her matched the rhythm.

She moaned into his open mouth, the water pouring over them. Cleo pulled her hands free and reached down, taking his erection in her hand. She began moving her hand up and down and felt him grow harder, which filled her with satisfaction. She slid over him with ease, moving faster. As he pulled away from her, she felt his breath speed up. Hunger was in his eyes.

Kenny gripped her hips and spun her around, placing her hands on the shower wall. His hands moved up her sides and grabbed her breasts. She could feel his breath on her neck before his tongue trailed up to her earlobe. She leaned her head back against him.

His hands were suddenly at her hips again, gripping them roughly as she felt the tip of his erection against her. He slid into her slowly, filling her. She let out a loud moan and pushed back into him, feeling every inch. He slid out of her before thrusting back into her faster this time. She held her hands firmly against the shower wall as he continued pumping inside of her. His hand reached around, and he massaged his fingers against her. Her eyes rolled back before she shut them tight, feeling herself close to the edge. His fingers moved faster against her as he pulled out and pushed into her again frantically. She exploded around him as he throbbed inside her before swiftly pulling out. She spun around slowly, looking up at him with exhausted pleasure. He leaned down and kissed her before pressing his forehead against hers.

Chapter 16

Kenny

Kenny woke up and smiled as he looked around. The sun was just pouring through the sheer white curtains and the walls were painted a pale yellow. He turned his head to see Cleo sleeping soundly next to him. He watched her for a moment, listening to her breathing and stirring slightly as if she was dreaming. He felt like he was dreaming to be waking up here, next to her.

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