Page 16 of Masked Love

God, this man, and his sweetness. “Iamhappy. And I’m not grumpy or in a mood. I just try to be professional. It’s what my grandfather told me to be while at work, but I’m rethinking things. Perhaps I should be more open with my employees.”

“Be professional. You don’t want to show too much and have them take advantage of your kindness, but you could smile a little more.”

“I haven’t stopped smiling since I walked away from Matthew and kissed you.”

“Best Halloween ever.”

I grinned like a loon, and to prove my point, I kissed him again.

“Thank god we don’thave to work tomorrow,” Xander breathed on my lips. “I want to stay up all night, experiencing every inch of you.” And just like that, I was slammed with visions of naughty sex, from being bent over his soft leather couch to him taking me against the wall, making my cock grow and try to force its way out of my wool pants.

Then, the sense of ineptitude hit me. Shit, I hoped I could please him.

“I would like that very much.”

His smile turned dangerous, hungry, and sexy. I struggled not to pant as my heart beat a little faster.

The heat suddenly turned up a thousand degrees when his hand wrapped around the nape of my neck and climbed up through my hair, taking a fistful of it. He pulled my head back and devoured my mouth in an all-consuming kiss of ownership.

Oh god, why was that so hot? It was also a reminder of how bland I was when it came to sex, but I had no problems with Xander taking control of me. I would be perfectly content to be his puppet so he could have his way with me.

He pulled away, leaving me to chase his luscious lips until my eyes blinked open. Xander watched me with that sexy smile of his as he peeled off his deerstalker hat. His blond hair was a wreck and a little sweaty, but he looked hot that way. Next went his jacket, which he shrugged out of and draped over the outdoor chair. I swallowed the lump in my throat, eager to see what was underneath that shirt as he slowly unbuttoned it, one by one, exposing pale, creamy, and smooth flesh with only a sprinkle of honey-wheat blond hair on his chest. My mouth went dry after seeing his defined abs and pecs. I worked out, and while I had lean muscle, he was built. Bigger and broader. And definitely sexier.

“Fuck, you’re stunning,” I mumbled out loud, not meaning to.

His eyes gleamed. “Thank you. Now get naked, Greyson.”

I looked around the courtyard for any chance of people watching us.

“This place is perfectly private. No prying eyes anywhere,” he said, reading my mind.

See? I was so bland.

Xander must have seen my worry, so he walked over to me, shirtless and perfectly perfect. God, why was I being hit with insecurity now?Worst timing, brain. He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

I shook my head. “It’s not that. Ireallywant to. It’s just…” I tried to look away, but he wouldn’t let me by holding my chin in a firm grip.

“Just what?”

“I’m not exactly the spiciest in bed. But do I want to be,” I quickly amended. “What if… I don’t want to bore you.”

“That’s impossible. Nothing you do or who you are says ‘boring.’”

“God, I really want you.”

“See, not boring.”

I took a deep breath to take the plunge and pushed away all my insecurities.

Xander took my hand and pressed it against his rock-hard chest. My cock swelled at touching his warm skin, which smelled even more of that peppery spice with a hint of musk. My hand smoothed over the expanse of his skin as I stepped closer and pressed my nose into his throat to inhale him. Shit, he smelled so good, and I couldn’t stop sniffing him like a weirdo.

He stood there, letting me explore him, giving me power and control, even though I wanted him to do it. Regardless, my hand had a mind of its own when my fingers landed on his nipple, pinching it lightly. He hissed, which only encouraged me to lean in and take the tight pebbled nub between my teeth and suck onit. His growl was deep and went straight to my nuts. Then he quickly took over this little game by fisting my hair again.

“Get naked, Grey. Now. I can’t wait any longer.”

Hell, yes. I loved this control thing. My boss could boss me around any time. I scrambled out of my clothes as he watched me, leaning his ass against the table with his strong arms folded over his chest. His eyes said hungry as I stripped down, then they landed right on my swollen cock as soon as I removed my boxer briefs.

“Gorgeous,” he breathed, making my face heat.

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