Page 70 of Dear Grumpy Boss

I smiled against her mouth, kissing her with the same thoroughness I’d fucked her. The deep, licking strokes of my tongue on hers matched the hard, powerful strokes of my cock.

Elise took it, rising to meet me, her arousal coating me from balls to tip. Her fingers were in my hair, her mouth on mine.

It was too much.

My hips jerked faster, powering into her. She moaned against my lips, arching her spine while I rode her soft, sensual body.

“So close,” I grunted. “Want you to get there.”

“Touch my clit so I can come with you,” she rasped. “Bring me over with you.”

My control was a razor’s edge, but there was nothing that would stop me from giving her exactly what she needed.

Rearing back to my knees, I circled her legs around my hips so she was spread out in front of me. I held on to her hip, digging my fingers into the give of her flesh, and used the other hand to play with her clit.

“Yes, West. Keep doing that.” She pressed her palm to the top of my hand, her back bowing to lift her ass off the bed. “I’m close.”

“Get there.”

The view of her all spread out, her pink pussy stretched around me, tits bouncing as I slammed into her, was going to be my undoing.

I loved the way her body moved with mine. I was mesmerized by it. We weren’t even finished and I already knew I needed to do this again with her. Once wasn’t going to be enough.

Her nails dug into my hand, and her mouth fell slack as her inner muscles went tight and fluttery, pulling me deeper.

“Oh, shit,” I yelled. “Fucking hell, Elise.”

Once she started, there was no holding me back. I fell over her, sealing my mouth to hers, needing that extra level of connection. My hips pistoned into her, over and over, racing toward the end. She held on to my shoulders, swirling her tongue around mine, kissing me with the same crazy fervor.

Building, building, pressure, need, madness until I made one final thrust and stilled at her deepest point. I panted into her mouth as I jerked my release, despising the condom blocking me from coating her bare inner walls.

I rocked and nibbled at her lips as aftershocks swept through me. She dragged her fingertips along my taut neck and sifted them into my hair.

“Oh god,” she groaned. “I think you wrecked me.”

Laughing somewhat deliriously, I rolled my forehead on hers. “Iknowyou wrecked me. Fucking hell, Elise. What was that?”

Rolling to the side, I slowly pulled out of her. When my body had left hers, I stared at her, blinking hard. Her kiss-swollen lips tipped into a grin.

“That was really good sex.” Then her teeth dug into her bottom lip like she was biting back another grin, but she lost. “Am I out of your system?”

Groaning, I shook my head on the pillow beside hers. “I feel like I just injected you directly into my veins.” I cupped her breast and dipped my head to rub my mouth over it. “We’ve got two more days to find the cure.”

She shoved at my sweaty chest. “Sure. Maybe. Now, go back to your bed. I’m tired.”

I bit her nipple, making her squeal and shove at me again.

“Stop it.” She kicked her feet wildly, nailing me in the shin.

I brought my head up, laughing. “You’re really kicking me out?”

She brushed her hair away from her face and let her eyes move over me. “Yeah,” she breathed. “Don’t you think?”

Didn’t I think it was a good idea to go? Didn’t I think if we slept together, we might get confused? Didn’t I think sharing a bed for more than sex could lead to feelings neither of us wanted?

Yeah. I did.

But my every instinct wanted to protest having to leave her.

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