Page 59 of A Bossy Proposal

“Compelling?” Amusement dances in his eyes. “How?”

“You’re not exactly hard to look at,” I reply, roaming my eyes from his face down his body until I gulp at seeing how big he is.He really is big.“Not sure I can take that, though.”

When I look back at him, his eyes narrow. “Plenty of foreplay, and once you’re wet enough, you’ll be begging for more.”

“You’ll make me wet first?”

Felix never cared for me during sex. He liked to be sucked off before sex, but he gave nothing in return. At first, I loved how I made him feel and it turned me on, but the longer we were together, that went away.

West considers me like he is reading my thoughts.

“Always.” His voice is low and intense.

The space between us crackles with tension as we linger in this moment.

Always.Just one word makes it seem like we are more than temporary. And I tell him, “I want you.”

“You’ve always wanted me.” It’s not a question.

I smile. “Okay. I’ve always wanted you.”

“I want you too.” There’s a hunger in his eyes that I’m sure is mirrored in my own gaze. “For too long.”

My breath catches at the sincerity behind those words.

There’s no more teasing;this is real.

“Then what are we waiting for?” I challenge him, feeling bold enough to get closer still.

His fingers dig into my hips slightly, as if anchoring me to him, or if he’s struggling to take the next step.

The moment stretches as our gazes’ lock again.

We’re two people gravitating to each other when he says, “I’m scared of starting something I can’t stop.”

My heart is flipping. Is he saying he wants to stop, or he wants more?

“Then don’t.”

Before I have the chance to think about my response, his lips plunge against mine. His hands are all over my body, exploring every inch of me as our tongues dance together.

His fingers trace the curve of my hip, then they slide around until he cups my ass. He holds me still, pressing his cock against my panties, sending jolts of pleasure through me.

I arch my back to get closer.

He breaks the kiss, trailing kisses down my neck as his hands continue their exploration.

My breath hitches as his thumbs stroke over my nipples. And when his mouth reaches the sensitive skin just below my ear, he whispers, “You’re so beautiful.”

My lips curve up at the compliment.

His hands move back up to cup my face, his thumb gently strokes across my cheekbone. “I want you so much,” he says again, this time with more conviction in his voice. “More than anything.”

I look into his eyes, seeing the raw desire burning there. It’s overwhelming, but also incredibly thrilling. “You have me,” I say softly, reaching up to wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer.

I want to say ‘forever,’ but he doesn’t need any further encouragement.

He shuffles off the bed before he grips my hips and carries me across his bedroom, setting me down on a dresser.

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