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I stop dead in my tracks. Am I dreaming?
Everleigh nibbles on that bottom lip in the shy, insecure way she does at times. Does she not know how badly I want her?
“I would love to join you, Everleigh.”
She smiles, her gaze averted, a glow of excitement coloring her cheeks. One day, she won’t question my desires or intentions at all. I’ll make sure of it.
Chapter19
Everleigh
Daire walks toward me.His broad shoulders and sexy prowl have my core clenching with anticipation.
No sign of hesitation shows in his eyes, like it did last night. He stops in front of me and touches the belt to my robe, his gaze boring into mine. Then he strips me, the robe falling to my feet, baring my naked body under the bright lights.
He cups my cheeks in his warm hands and lifts my face to his for a searing kiss. I’m lost, my head swimming in his taste and strength.
He could lift me off the ground with the press of his palms if he wanted to, I have no doubt. It’s quite the turn on.
I slide my fingers up his arms and down his back to his waistband.
“Take them off,” he says, his green eyes gleaming.
I slide them down his strong thighs and stand. Daire sweeps me up in his arms and steps into the tub. I squeal, worried we might fall, but he’s as steady as a rock.
He sets me into the warm water and devours my mouth, drawing moan after moan from me.
His hands are all over my hot skin, kneading my breasts and teasing my nipples. Soon, he replaces his fingers with his lips and it’s all I can do not to impale myself on him.
He’s hard, his erection standing at attention, desperate for me in the same way I am for him. We sink into the water. It sloshes around us as Daire pulls me onto his lap. The tub is big enough to accommodate the position without any awkward adjustments. I want too many things at once. His lips on mine, his tongue in my mouth, his hands on my breasts, his cock deep inside me.
This is nothing like last night, although we did get to a certain point where we were two bodies lost in the heat of passion.
This is hot, heavy, and desperate. I’m panting much harder and enjoying the control Daire has over my needs and body.
“Fuck,” he hisses. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?” He moves my hand to his stiff erection. “Do you feel how hard I am for you?”
I nod, my wet forehead rubbing against his, our breaths mingling.
“I want this inside you.”
“I want it, too.”
He curses. “I love hearing you say that.”
“You do?” I’ve never done the dirty talk thing, but I could for him.
“Yes.” He cups the back of my neck with one hand. “I need to know you want me.”
He doesn’t know. I invited him in the tub. I want him more than I can breathe, but I don’t want to scare him off. He’s my boss. I’m in the tub, naked, trying to screw my boss. Unbelievable.
“Tell me, Everleigh. I need to hear it.”
“I want you.”
He kisses me and rubs his thumb over my clit, driving me wild.
“How much do you want me?”
