Page 67 of Boss's Baby: A Fake Fiance Romance

“OK,” said Cass, taking her lips from mine. “Are we going back to your place?”

I glanced out the window, the snow now coming down in drifts. Something about a snowy night like that made me want something different, something more…hmm, call it seasonal.

“I think tonight I want you all to myself, no one but me and you.”

She smiled sensually. “I’m OK with that.”

“There’s this bed and breakfast right on the edge of town—shouldn’t be more than ten minutes away. I’m thinking we can get a room there and get nice and cozy.”

Another smile. “Nice and cozy sounds good. Maybe we’ll even get lucky and be snowed in.”

“Wouldn’t mind that one bit. Right now, though, as good as you look in that dress, I want to see you out of it.”

I leaned down to kiss her, our lips touching softly, her taste filling my mouth. She was everything I wanted, her body like heaven under my own. But before I got too into things, I made sure to let the driver know where we were headed. He confirmed and put that partition right back up.

“Listen,” she said. “Thanks for sticking up for me back there.”

“Are you kidding?”

“I know those are you friends, and it would’ve been easy for you to not say anything.”

“Not a chance. Those pricks were out of line. Never really liked hanging with them much anymore anyways—might be the excuse I need to be done with them for good. Same shitheads they were back in the day.”

“But you’re not.”

I couldn’t tell if she was saying or asking. “You seem unsure about it.”

She tucked her hair behind her ear and looked away. “I mean, I want to say yes. But your friends were the same people. And at that moment when they were making fun of me, I was the same person. How do I know you’re not?”

It was a damn good question. Was I really the same man deep down, just waiting for the trigger to bring the old me out? Not a chance in hell I’d ever treat Cass the way I did back then. I knew that for a fucking fact.

But would I hurt her? It was something to consider. Then again, I still didn’t know what the hell was going to happen between us. As far as I knew, we were still on to never talk to each other again once this was all done.

“I can’t say for sure. All I can say is that I’m finally realizing what you mean to me.”

She bit her lip softly and said nothing, considering what I said. “We can figure this all out tomorrow. Tonight, I want you.”

The feeling was extremely mutual. I smiled before leaning down to kiss her again. As we kissed, our tongues moving over each other’s, and my hands traveled down her body. I took in the sensation of her soft curves against my touch, the fullness of her breasts beneath the fabric of her dress. She was like nothing else, like no one else.

Before we’d stepped into the car, I told myself I’d keep things innocent until I had her alone. But with her there underneath me like that, I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist. My lips still on hers, I reached down, down to the hem of her dress and pulled it up, hiking it to her hips and exposing the blue lace panties she wore underneath.

I placed my hand between her thighs, her pussy warm and wet even through her panties. She moaned as I touched her, and her legs gently squeezed my hand, holding it in place.

“You’re so wet,” I said.

She grinned. “It’s the effect you have on me. Can’t help it. Wish I could.”

I loved it. Her words made me wonder how many times she’d been wet for me, holding back her desire for my cock when we’d been together, both of us pretending to ourselves that we didn’t want each other. It’d have been a total lie if I were to say the sight of her didn’t make my cock twitch every single time, ever since we were in high school.

“And you know I feel the same way.”

Another smile from her, this one warmer, more…loving. But I didn’t linger too much on it. Down below her waist I slipped a pair of fingers under her panties, my fingers moving over the slick wetness of her lips.

“Oh…oh fuck.” Her moans were heavy even before I entered her. Simply the movement of my fingertips over her clit was enough to make her shake.

I spread her lips, entering her one finger at a time. She was so wet that I penetrated her effortlessly. A soft shriek came from her mouth as I moved deeper and deeper into her, Cass’s walls gripping my fingers tight.

“Please,” she moaned. “Just like that.”

I kept kissing her, my lips moving along her jaw and then down her neck and over her collarbone. And as I did, I took my fingers in and out, curling them to make sure I hit her G-spot. Cass wrapped her arms around my head as she moaned and sighed, and I penetrated her over and over again.

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