Page 82 of Forbidden Grumpy Boss

I slide my hands under her dress, feeling the smooth warmth of her skin, and she moans softly into my mouth. She tries to stifle it, knowing Caleb is home, but the sound still jolts me.

“Shhh,” I murmur against her lips, “we have to be quiet.”

She nods, biting her lower lip, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I pull her dress up higher, letting my fingers trace the curve of her waist and the softness of her thighs, and then I lift the dress over her head in one fluid motion. She’s bare underneath, no bra, no panties. My breath catches in my throat at the sight of her—every inch of her body is perfection.

I let out a low growl. "Fuck, Leah. You're perfect."

She blushes, biting her lip again, but her hands don’t stop. She’s already working on my shirt, pulling it over my head, her fingers trailing down my chest as she moves lower. There’s something desperate about the way she touches me, like she needs this as much as I do, and it makes me even hungrier for her.

She takes my hand and leads me to her wetness. “Feel what you do to me?”

My fingers are covered in her love. Her lips part as I run a finger through her warmth. She trembles in my arms, and I watch her nipples tighten in knots.

“Silas,” she gasps when I push her down onto the couch, my mouth moving lower, trailing kisses down her neck, her collarbone, between her breasts. I take my time, savoring theway she trembles beneath me, the way her breath quickens every time my lips brush against her skin.

When I finally reach her thighs, she’s already writhing beneath me, trying to stay quiet but failing. I part her legs gently and lower my mouth to her. Her back arches off the couch as I taste her, her hands gripping my shoulders for dear life. I can feel her holding back, biting her lip to keep from crying out, and it drives me crazy.

“Let go,” I murmur against her skin, my voice low and commanding. “I want to hear you.”

She shakes her head, her eyes squeezed shut, and I can’t help but smile. She’s trying so hard to be quiet and good, but I’m not making it easy. I slide my tongue deeper, and her body jerks in response, a muffled moan escaping her lips.

“Silas, oh my god,” she whispers, her fingers tightening in my hair. “Please. Don’t stop. You’re going to make me come so hard.”

I don’t.

I keep going until I feel her body tense until her breath comes in short, sharp gasps, and then she’s falling apart in my arms.

“Oh, fuck. Fuck, Silas.”

She comes quietly, her entire body trembling, and the sight of her like this—so vulnerable, so completely mine—nearly pushes me over the edge.

But I’m not done with her yet.

I kiss my way back up her body, lingering on every inch of her skin until I’m face-to-face with her again. Her eyes are half-closed, her chest still rising and falling with ragged breaths, and when I lean in to kiss her, she kisses me back with a desperation that mirrors my own.

“I can taste myself on your lips,” she whispers when she pulls away.

Her hands move down, fumbling with the buttons of my pants, and then she reaches inside, pulling me free. The second she wraps her hand around me, I groan into her mouth.

“Holy fuck.”

“See whatyoudo to me?”

“I need you,” she whispers, her voice rough with need. “Now, Silas.”

I can’t wait. I push into her, slow at first, savoring the way she feels around me—so warm, so tight. She gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders, and then we’re moving together, our bodies perfectly in sync, as if we were made for this.

It feels right.

It feels so fucking right, despite the world telling us it’s wrong. Despite Harvey, despite the rumors, despite everything. This is where I’m meant to be: with her.

We move faster, the tension building between us, and it doesn’t take long before we’re both on the edge. I bury my face in her neck, breathing in the scent of her skin, and she clings to me like I’m the only thing keeping her grounded.

“God, I never want this to end.” She clings to me. “I never want to be away from you. Oh—”

She’s kissing my arm, biting softly, sending chills down my spine as I bury myself deep inside her.

“I’m close, Leah.” I increase my pace. “I’m so fucking close.”

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