Page 85 of Dear Grumpy Boss

“There’s never been a day I haven’t been proud of you.” Dipping down, I captured her mouth in a slow, licking kiss. My heart hadn’t stopped thrashing. I wasn’t certain I was exactly pleased with her right now, but I needed her kiss like an anchor in a storm.

Her lips kept me from drifting into blackness.

I stayed in her sweet softness.

Eventually, I let her mouth go, and we finished washing ourselves. Shower off, I dried her, then quickly rubbed myself down with a towel while she combed through her wet hair at the vanity. I stepped up behind her, circling my arms around her to cup her breasts.

We looked good together. The top of her head aligned with my jaw. Her olive skin was a few shades darker than mine. My fingers spread wide over her breasts. Her dark-red nipples peeked out from between them. I was straight, while she was all curves. Her pink lips were plush and turned up at the corners. Light danced in her deep-brown eyes. My mouth and eyes were flat and intent, concentrating on Elise.

The contrast between us—our shapes, our shades, our expressions—was art. Sensual, erotic art.

“You’re gorgeous,” I told her.

She let her head fall back and reached up to cup the back of my neck. “You are too.”

“We look good together.”

A sigh fell from her. “I know.”

I rolled her nipple between my fingers and smoothed my other hand around her back, pressing on her.

“Bend forward for me.”

She caught my eye in the mirror and her bottom lip between her teeth. She was wary. Uncertain.

“Elise. Bend forward. Let me see what you did to yourself.”

“Bossy,” she murmured breathlessly.

Slowly, she bent in half, resting her breasts and elbows on the counter. I dropped to my knees behind her and pushed her legs apart so I could see all of her. Not just the mottled and bruised skin that made me feel like an untethered madman but the peak of pink nestled between her thighs. That made me feel mad too, but not in an unhinged way.

Trailing my fingers along her slit, I kissed each and every bruise on her round ass.

“You damaged yourself, baby.” I dragged my tongue along the edge of the valley between her cheeks. Goose bumps sprung up in my wake, and Elise shuddered. “Was it worth it?”

“What?” she breathed.

“Hurting yourself.” I licked along the other side. She was so soft, driving me out of my mind. “Was it worth it?”

“Yeah. It was worth it before you got down on your knees for me. This is a really, really good bonus.”

“I’m the bonus?” I thrust two fingers inside her. “Not the main event?”

She mewled, arching her back. “It was a really big rock, West.”

“Was it?” My thumb found her clit. “That’s special. Did it make you come harder than you ever have in your life?”

She laughed and moaned all at once. “That would have been strange.”

I kissed my way up her back and clamped down on her shoulder. Her ass pressed into me as she rocked on my hand. I licked her neck, jaw, and ear, making a mess of her. Her sounds of pleasure echoed off the tiles.

“I’m coming, West.”

As she started to let go, I pulled my fingers out and slid my cock in their place. Her head reared back, hitting my shoulder. I cupped her throat, rubbed my thumb along the hinge of her jaw, and dipped down to lick inside her open, gasping mouth.

“I think you need a reminder,” I said against her lips.

She turned her head, nipping at my bottom lip. “I do?”

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