Page 47 of Starting Over with Her Billionaire Boss

“You’re right,” he laughed, “Aunt Tilly would know for sure. But we don’t need to worry about her out here—she won’t leave the house after dark because she thinks the spirits will want to talk to her more. So I guess we’re safe.”

Kinsley’s lips curved into a tantalizing smile. Without hesitation, his mouth crashed into hers. She moved her arm under his shirt, her nails tickling his abs. As he ran his hand carefully between her breasts, her breath hitched. For a moment, she seemed frozen as Daegan tugged at her shirt, breaking apart their kiss to remove it. He tossed her shirt and bra aside on the blanket.

“Let’s get this off you,” she suggested, fingers tugging at the denim of his jeans.

“Slow down there, cowgirl,” Daegan laughed. Cupping her chin in his hand, he tilted her gaze up to meet his own. The intensity he found there made Daegan’s chest tighten. Her touch sent heat curling up his spine, but it was the unguarded way she leaned into him, completely at ease, that left him breathless.

His pulse quickened, pounding in his chest like a warning, or a promise. The flicker of the barn’s dim bulbs played across her face, softening her features. Kinsley wasn’t just temptation; she was gravity, pulling him to new depths.

The thought of opening his heart to love once more was both exhilarating and terrifying. But as he held Kinsley close, their bodies in perfect harmony, he couldn’t help but wonder if she was the one who could show him that love was worth the risk. But was he really doing right by her in return?

“Kins,” he whispered. “I’ve allowed the professional lines between us to blur, and you deserve so much better than that.” The words left his mouth, yet he pulled her closer into his chest, making no effort to stop this moment.

She stiffened in his arms. “What are you trying to say?” Her voice was soft.

“That I shouldn’t have allowed this to happen—I’m your boss. It isn’t right.” Though even as he said it, he still held on to her tight. It had already happened—that couldn’t be changed. He didn’t want it to.

She didn’t say anything, though her breathing grew shorter, more jagged.

He continued with a small chuckle, “You have no idea how much I came for you the other night. If it wasn’t for that condom, my personal assistant would have been walking around work yesterday with the CEO’s cum soaking through her panties. That just isn’t right in a professional relationship.”

“Then why did it feel right?” Her warm breath on his chest mixed with the cool breeze like fire and ice. Her fingers trailed absently along his collarbone, feather-light, yet grounding. “If it isn’t right, why did it feel so perfect?”

“Because maybeweare what feels right,” Daegan admitted. Her body against his. His hands protectively holding her close. Every little touch—little kiss. Nothing had ever felt so perfect. “Maybe we’re what’s right.”

She looked up at him, a sparkle in her blue eyes, daring him to prove it.

“I want to make love to you tonight,” he whispered, kissing from her earlobe along her jawline until he stopped at her lips. The phrase was heavy, but just the right weight for how he felt.

“Please, I want you to.” Her voice was barely above a whisper as she ran her hands through his hair, sending tingles down his body. He felt his jeans grow tighter as his eyes met hers.

Daegan poured all of his unspoken emotions into their next kiss. He needed her to feel the depth of his affection, the intensity of his desire, and the promise of something more.

As Daegan held Kinsley close, her heartbeat steady against his chest, the weight of the past seemed to lift. He was free. Gazing into her eyes, he saw a future filled with endless possibilities, a love that could weather any storm and emerge stronger than ever.

Kinsley’s chestrose and fell in uneven breaths, her pulse hammering in her ears like a distant drumbeat. Her skin prickled with heat as anticipation tightened in her belly, each second stretching impossibly long.

His hand brushed her nipple, causing her to tremble as he gave it a gentle squeeze.

As his hand left her flesh, the cool air in the loft rushed in, sending a shiver down her spine. She ached for him, longing to be enveloped once more by his strong hands and the heat radiating from his body.

“Lay down,” he instructed. Gripping her hips, he moved her from his lap to the blanket. “I’ll help you with these,” he said as he pulled her jeans off, revealing blue panties. He bent over and kissed the silky material again and again. Leaving a trail of them up her stomach, Daegan took a pebbled nipple into his mouth.

Kinsley gasped, arching her back. The hay bunched beneath her. She ran her nails gently up Daegan’s back, trying to take in every second of this experience. As Daegan’s other hand played with her opposite nipple, Kinsley could feel his hard erection pressing against her thigh through his jeans.

He pulled out of another kiss only to concentrate on the fight against his pants. Kinsley’s eyes widened when his boxers went over his hips along with them. His long, thick cock was proud and stiff in the dim barn lights, just for her. Even though she was still sore from the last time, she craved him again.

Daegan’s fingers traced the edges of her panties, and his achingly slow touch made her tremble. Her body arched, begging him to go further, but he was taking his time. The deliberate pace left her breathless.

“You’re driving me crazy,” Kinsley whispered, her voice trembling with a mixture of frustration and longing.

Daegan’s lips curved as he looked up at her, his brown eyes gleaming with mischief. “Good,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to the inside of her thigh.

As his fingers brushed over her panties again, a fire deep within her began to grow. He pushed her legs farther apart and settled between them, anticipation making her moan. Pullingher panties to the side, Daegan groaned, his fingers tracing her labia and barely caressing her entrance. When he finally, slowly pushed two fingers inside her, she clenched around them with a whine.

“You’re so wet, Kins,” he whispered through heavy breathing bordering a pant. He pulled his fingers out to spread her own arousal over her clit, paying it the gentle, delicate attention it desired. The hay beneath Kinsley pricked through the blanket at her bare skin when her back arched off it, grounding her in the moment even as Daegan’s touch sent her soaring.

Kinsley’s lips parted, a soft gasp escaping as he left her speechless. Her fingers clutched at his shoulders, grasping for an anchor even as her body begged for more. Kinsley agreed,theyfelt right.

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