Page 82 of Playboy Boss

“Kon?” She rubbed his forearm that was crossing her chest. He moaned, nuzzling her neck. His erection hit the back of her thigh, and she wanted him again. “Kon?”

“Mmm … keep doing that, and you’ll be late for work,” he whispered against her ear.

She pushed herself farther into his erection. Before she knew it, he awoke, gripping her hips, his erection moving against her, back and forth, teasing her. Reminding her how powerful he was.

She moaned in pleasure. Every cell in her body sparked with energy. She wanted him so much. Every morning, she wanted to wake up this way.

He groaned as he pushed inside of her, filling her, making her soreness pop. “You feel so amazing. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of this.”

She thrust her hips back into him, finding a rhythm that took her to the edge. They were moving together, like an orchestra, feeling each other, hearing each other, knowing each other as they reached their heights of pleasure.

“Yeah,” he moaned, his lips on her shoulder, sucking her skin. “Do you like it?”

“I love it,” she cried, taking his faster, harder thrusts. She begged for them.

“I want this all the time, Scottie,” he said, breathless between movements. “I want you like this every morning.”

“What?” she choked out, moving harder against him.

“You and me.” He went faster still, making her pinnacle of pleasure emerge quickly. “I want you to be my girlfriend.”

In a hard explosion within, she came undone. The room fell around her, and she was falling into Konrad. He was next, pulling her into him as he pulled out of her and released against her. His heart beat wildly through his skin. She could count every pulse. It matched hers.

When she’d calmed, resuming normal breathing, she turned to face him. His eyes were closed, and he looked peaceful. “Konrad?”

Slowly opening his eyes, he gave her those gorgeous ocean eyes that made her heart still. “Yes, baby.”

“I want that too. I want to be your girlfriend.”

He kissed her softly, then hard. When they parted, she couldn’t imagine him being the man she’d met less than two weeks ago. Had it only it been eleven days? It felt more like eleven months. Eleven years.

“I always thought, if my father didn’t want to hang around, why would anyone else? But you changed that for me. You changed me.” She closed her eyes because she didn’t want to cry.

Warm fingertips trailed down her cheek. Konrad kissed her fallen tear. “And you changed me too, Schatzi.”

****

Konrad dropped off Scottie at the office just after nine in the morning. He’d summoned his pilot to fly his company plane to Dallas for a meeting and would be gone all day. Scottie kissed him before she opened the car door.

“I’ll be back later today.”

“Okay.”

“You’re coming with me to guys’ night this evening. I want to introduce you properly.”

“But this job…”

“Don’t worry. We’ll work it out.” He caressed her cheek. The man could be so tender.

Scottie nodded. Yes, they would work it out somehow. In the meantime, she intended to look for permanent work on her own. Without the agency.

“Bye.” She slipped out of the car.

“Cheerio, babe.”

She closed the door, watching him speed away in his chick magnet. Sighing, she turned toward the Korr Corp building. She was beyond late. She hoped no one would ask any questions.

Inside, she walked through the lobby, Susan waving at her. Thank goodness she’d been on a call, as usual. But she called to her just before Scottie walked into the suite.

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