Page 31 of Starting Over with Her Billionaire Boss

He settled beside her, claiming her mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. As she whined into his mouth, Daegan’s fingers found her pussy, his fingers slowly gliding through her wetness, teasing her. She was soaked for him, and it had him groaning into her kiss. He couldn’t help but imagine how incredible it would feel to bury himself inside her, to lose himself in her tight, welcoming warmth.

With each deliberate stroke of his fingers, she clung tighter to him. She tangled her legs with his, silently pleading for more. Daegan’s thumb found her swollen clit, circling it with enough pressure to pull a gasp from her lips. Her moans reverberatedinto their kiss, a sound that filled the hollow spaces inside him. This wasn’t just about giving her pleasure—this was about trust, about giving all of himself to her in this moment, no matter how terrifying that might be.

The evidence of her desire coated his fingers, and Daegan’s cock throbbed in response, straining against the confines of his boxers. He ached to be inside her, helpless to grind his cock against her thigh for it. The moonlight painted her skin in silver, an ethereal glow that made her seem untouchable. She was a paradox—delicate and strong, a force of nature that unraveled him and rebuilt him in the same breath.

Slowly, he pushed two fingers into her pussy, reveling in the way she clenched around him. Her cries of pleasure were music to his ears, spurring him on as he began to pump his fingers in and out, his thumb never ceasing its torture of her clit. Their lips met again in a searing kiss, tongues tangling and teeth nipping as they lost themselves.

Daegan’s cock pressed insistently against Kinsley’s thigh, a promise of what was to come. With each stroke of his fingers, each swipe of his thumb, he could feel her climbing higher, her body tensing. And yet, even as he worked to bring her to the edge of bliss, he couldn’t shake the feeling that this was something more.

In the warmth of her embrace, Daegan could feel himself falling, surrendering to the inexorable pull of something he wasn’t quite ready to name.

But in this moment, with her body pressed against his, he let himself go.

Forty-two thousand feet in the air was a long way down.

Kinsley’s bodywas on fire as her innermost desires were becoming an all-consuming reality. Was she shocked that her sexy boss was fingering her to ecstasy? Absolutely. Was she wanting to feel his cock deep inside her?More than anything.

Daegan was driving her crazy in a way that she hadn’t felt in months. Years, even. His kisses made her go wild. The pleasure he was giving her was off the charts. But what she wanted most of all was to see the hardness that he was grinding into her thigh, as if he was powerless to do anything else.

The sheets beneath her were cool and smooth, contrasting with the growing heat of her body. The faint vibration of the plane reverberated through the bed, adding a subtle rhythm to the air. The suite felt smaller now, the luxurious furnishings fading into the background as the space between them disappeared.

In that moment, it felt like they were existing in a tiny bubble away from the rest of the world. Nothing else mattered. It had crossed her mind that maybe Daegan was trying to soften her up to get her home. But as his fingers worked their magic inside her, that didn’t matter. She could figure out the rest in the morning; all that mattered right now was making the most of this night with him.

Daegan’s mouth left her own and found its way back to her nipples. One hand played with the opposite breast, while his other hand continued fingering her like he never planned to stop. He was just barely glancing off that spot inside that made her scream, but it wasn’t enough to bring her over, only to keep her on the delirious edge.

Her heart raced, but beneath the fiery thrill was a whisper of fear. She wasn’t sure which possibility frightened her more: the intensity of the moment, or the vulnerability it would bring when the afterglow had faded away.

His hips drove harder into her thigh as his fingers went deeper, and any other thoughts in her head turned to dust. There was only the wet slap of his hand fucking her, his moans in her ear, and the considerable length of him moving against her with renewed desperation. Only a thin layer of fabric separated them, and she desperately needed it gone.

“Daegan, I want to see you,” she teased, though her voice was on the verge of breaking. She traced the length of his cock; was he really that much longer than her fingers? He let out a quiet groan at her touch. “Please?” she whispered in his ear, and she was so close to begging him for it.

Pulling his mouth and hands off her body with no small amount of reluctance, he held himself over her. “How much do you want me, Kinsley?” His voice was smooth, yet assertive, almost tantalizing to her, commanding an answer.

Her breath quickened as she met his gaze. Kinsley took a deep breath and ignored the hitch in her voice. “More than anything,” she said softly, barely audible over the jet engines. Her fingers trailed over his arm, lingering where his hand gripped the sheets tight. It took her a moment to realize why they were soaked, why they smelled like her. “I need this, Daegan… I need you.”

Daegan leaned in and rested his forehead against hers. He closed his eyes, his breath mingling with hers. “Kins, this is… I need you to be sure. I don’t want to ruin this,” he whispered, a hint of vulnerability in his voice. His fingers traced her jawline, lingering over her lips. “But I can’t stop wanting you.”

“Then take what you want,” she teased.

A flicker of doubt crossed his face, though his body told a different story as he removed her panties. “We can’t go back from this, Kins.” Kinsley didn’t need to hear his words to know that he was just as torn as she was. “Once this is?—”

“I don’t want to go back from this,” she interrupted. Sure, the caution Daegan was showing was endearing, but all Kinsley wanted was to feel him inside her. The rest could sort itself out later. Was he having second thoughts about this? Kinsley was too far gone for doubts. Every look and every touch made it harder to deny how deeply she craved this man.

If Daegan Westerhouse had deeper reservations, he didn’t show it. “If you’re sure.” He straightened up on the bed and finally took off his boxers.

Kinsley knew he was gifted, had felt it against her, but she wasn’t prepared for justhowgifted this man was. Daegan’s cock, long and thick, was rock-hard for her. It stood at attention, begging for her just as she was for him.

“Something wrong?” he questioned, snapping her out of her daze. He seemed genuinely concerned. She watched as he lifted a latch on a storage compartment in the wall and pulled out a condom.

“No, I just…” Kinsley fumbled through her words, “I’ve never had a partner quite your size.” She eyed him as he rolled the condom down his length.

“You can change your mind.” He leaned over her, gently brushing some hair off her forehead before giving her a lingering kiss. “I won’t be mad,” he whispered in her ear, his breath hot on her neck.

Change my mind?Her breathing deepened, yet no words escaped through her lips. He’d clearly mistaken her shock for what it really was—anticipation. She needed to know what that felt like when it pushed inside her. She knew she shouldn’t be here, not with Daegan, her boss—the man who wanted to takeher home. But right now, all that mattered was how he made her feel: alive, wanted, seen.

Daegan softly kissed her forehead, his hand sliding down her stomach before he pulled her close, resting his head on the pillow beside her. “It’s okay, Kins.” He must have taken her silence as an objection. “We can still snuggle tonight.” His eyes still longed for her, and his hard cock was grazing her stomach, just above where she needed him most.

Her hands trembled slightly as she reached for him, the weight of the decision written in the way her fingers lingered on his skin, hesitant yet hungry. “I want you,” she interjected. She couldn’t bring herself to care about the consequences. For the first time in a long time, she wanted to lose control.

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