Page 82 of Boss's Baby Surprise

Kyle closed his eyes and lowered his head to kiss me, and then I closed my eyes and got lost in the sensation of his lips against mine.

Kyle stood, effortlessly lifting me. His chair fell back to the floor with a loud crash.

I giggled. “Where do you think you're taking me?”

“Our son gave me a very thorough tour of the house, including showing me Davey’s computer room. We did not go into Marci's bedroom, but Leo opened her door to show me. By the way, your roommates are slobs.”

“He didn’t,” I said, burying my head against Kyle’s shoulder.

“Don’t worry, I made sure to close the doors after he pushed them open, announcing that we couldn’t go in, but we stayed in the hallway. He also showed me your room, which he took me into.”

“You put him up to that,” I teased.

“I didn’t have to. But I noticed this house is old and solidly built with nice, thick walls.”

Kyle’s smile was like a wolf’s, predatory and full of teeth.

38

KYLE

It felt like a miracle to have Clarissa back in my arms.

Her sighs drove me mad like some kind of hyped-up sex drug. Her lips were an aphrodisiac, and I was her willing addict. I set her on her bed and stared at the goddess that she was.

“I’ve missed you, Clarissa.”

She held my hand, intertwining our fingers.

“I’ve missed you.” Her voice was almost a whisper.

“Tell me to go if you don’t want this,” I said. I clenched my gut, prepared for the knife of her words to plunge into my chest.

“Kyle,” she started. She climbed up onto her knees. “I’ve always wanted you, and that’s the scary part of all of this. I can’t hate you. Please promise me that you won’t try to hurt me again.”

I brushed tears from her cheeks. “I will never hurt you again. I love you, Clarissa. I know I’ve been an idiot and I don’t deserve you, but I swear I will spend every day for the rest of my life earning back your trust.”

She leaned in and pressed her softness against me.

I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her body tight against mine. Her lips danced across mine. I skimmed my hands over the fabric of her dress, her curves and warmth teasing my palms.

“Stay,” she pleaded. “Stay with me.”

“Forever,” I growled as I clutched her. She was mine, and I would never be the same fool I had been before. I would never let this woman go.

I bunched the thin fabric of her dress into my fists and pulled it over her head.

It had been far too long since I had touched her. Her skin was the softest my fingers had ever been graced with being allowed to touch.

She grabbed the front of my waistband and fought with the button on my jeans.

I didn’t want to be separated from her, not even for a second, but I had to step away long enough to pull my shirt off and unfasten my jeans.

Clarissa dragged me back to her. Her breasts pressed against my chest, and she ran her hands under the waistband of my jeans and boxers, pushing my jeans to the floor.

She tasted so sweet and felt a thousand times better than that.

I pressed her back onto the mattress as I somehow kicked my pants the rest of the way off. I couldn’t believe my luck that she was welcoming me into her bed, back into her arms. I trailed kisses over her jaw and down her neck. I wanted to savor everylick, every taste. I lost my ability to restrain myself once I sucked a dusky nipple into my mouth.

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