Page 34 of The Boss

“There’s nothing weird about how much I enjoy admiring your feet and the way they attach to your very sexy legs.”

He slid his arms around her waist and pulled her close until she couldn’t mistake the bulge in his pants for anything other than what it was, irreversible proof of exactly how much he desired her.

“I guess not.” She smirked and wound her arms around his neck, pulling his head down toward her. “Now that we’ve established how much we like each other with the nickname thing, where were we?”

“Right here.” He settled his lips over hers, more than a little disconcerted at how right it felt.

Like he’d finally come home.

Like this was the type of woman he could get used to having around for longer than his usual few dates.

He deepened the kiss, pure, unadulterated lust shooting through him as she matched him thrust for thrust, her tongue winding around his, teasing, tasting, taking as much as she gave.

He groaned as her hands grabbed his butt, hanging on as if she couldn’t get enough, while her mouth left his to nibble her way across his jaw to his ear where she bit hard enough to brand him as hers, soft enough to leave him begging for more.

“Bedroom?” he managed to grit out as she slid a hand around from his butt to cup his erection, sending the blood roaring through his head as she shifted her hand up and down the length of him.

“Now, now, where’s your adventurous spirit?” She sent a pointed look at the plush red rug beneath their feet and he grinned, more than eager to dispense with the wasted seconds it would take to reach her bedroom.

“I like the way you think.” He tugged on the zip holding up the silver sheath, smiling when it gave a satisfying hiss and the dress pooled in a glittering heap at her feet.

“That’s a mighty confident grin,” she murmured, not in the least embarrassed as his gaze left her face to slide downward, his breath catching at the sight of her beautiful breasts. Full. Round. Exquisite.

Unable to keep his hands off them a second longer, he cupped them, savoring their lushness, skimming a thumb over each pale brown nipple. “That’s because I’m guessing we’re a sure thing right about now?”

“Good guess.”

She drew his belt out of his pant loops inch by inch, deliberately brushing against his erection with every move. Torturing him, teasing him, her touch driving him slowly but surely crazy.

He usually liked to take things slow, to draw out the pleasure, but with every tantalizing touch he knew he’d combust if he didn’t follow his basest instinct and have fast and furious sex with this feisty woman who could turn him on with the barest hint of a twinkle in her incredible eyes.

As if sensing his need, the next few moments were a blur of fast hands, flying garments, and clashing mouths as they repeatedly kissed while tearing each others clothes off, the air filled with her soft pants and his heavy groans.

“At last,” he murmured, as she stood before him, naked, glorious, her shy smile hitting him where he least expected it: his heart.

Hisheart?

Hell, it really had been way too long since he’d had sex. Since when did he let himself feel anything beyond job satisfaction, let alone let emotion into his life? Emotions were wasted. They built hopes and fuelled dreams before disintegrating into the dust he used to dig through.

He’d learned it as a boy, had it confirmed as a man, and there was no way he’d let Beth get too close no matter how much he wanted her.

“Come on.” She tugged him down to the rug and he quickly banished his thoughts to concentrate on the task at hand; losing his mind with the woman who turned him on with a simple smile.

Beth moaned as Aidan’s lips trailed down her neck, hard, insistent, creating heat and sending rivers of mind-numbing need flooding through her body.

“Oh…” She arched upward as his mouth clamped around a nipple, sucking, nipping, teasing her with his skilful tongue while his hands were free to roam south, skimming her belly before gently spreading her thighs.

“Am I going too fast for you?” He lifted his head as she let out another hearty moan and she chuckled.

“What would you do if I said not fast enough?”

His eyes darkened to pewter as his lips curved into a naughty smile, a smile loaded with wicked promise.

“I’d do this.”

With a fast move she’d associate with a porn star rather than a CEO he flipped her around, his hot breath fanning against her stomach and bringing his arousal in her direct line of vision.

“Slick move, Professor, very slick,” she murmured, a second before he placed his mouth against her throbbing centre, sending sparks of electricity shooting through her body in little bursts of pleasure.

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