Page 33 of My Billionaire Boss Crush

My heart pounding in my chest, I close the remaining distance between us. Our lips meet tentatively at first, a fragile exploration of the unknown. It's a forbidden kiss, a leap of faith that acknowledges the depth of our connection and the blurred lines that we now willingly cross.

As our lips meld together, a surge of electricity courses through me, igniting a fire that has long smoldered within. Our kiss deepens, a dance of passion and longing. It's as if time itself slows down, the world outside ceasing to exist as we surrender to the intoxicating blend of emotions that swirl between us.

The taste of her lips, the way her body molds against mine, sets my senses ablaze. In this stolen moment, all fears and doubts evaporate, replaced by a profound certainty that I've found something truly extraordinary.

It's a revelation that sends shivers down my spine as I realize that this kiss is merely the beginning of a journey that we're both eager to embark upon.

Breaking the kiss, I rest my forehead against Blair's, our breaths mingling in the quiet space between us. The air is thick with unspoken words and the promise of what lies ahead.

Our hearts beat in unison, two souls entwined, as we silently acknowledge the undeniable connection that has blossomed between us.

"Blair," I whisper, my voice filled with equal parts wonder and adoration. "You have no idea how amazing you are."

She smiles, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of joy and trepidation. Her fingers lace through mine, a silent agreement that speaks volumes. With this kiss, we've crossed a threshold, taking a leap of faith into the unknown. It's a leap I'm willing to take, for I know that our shared journey will be filled with both challenges and immeasurable joy.

When I kiss her again, it’s an explosion of emotions, and I can’t seem to get enough. I suddenly become aware of what she’s wearing. I had almost combusted when she walked into the room in my shirt.

Her hands fall on my naked chest, caressing me gently as if she’s memorizing the lines and dips of my body. Her sensual touch unravels me. And this kiss? It’s far better than the last.

This time, I make sure I explore every inch and curve of her delectable mouth. My hand drops down her waist and rests on her ass, and when I give it a squeeze, she lets out a moan that drives me insane.

Before I know it, I’m lowering her to the couch, leaning over her as our heavy breaths mingle. My lips move from hers to her neck, sucking and biting until she’s writhing helplessly beneath me.

When I lower my head, and my teeth graze her hardened nipple through the shirt, she cries out my name, and my last bit of control snaps. My hand finds the hem of the shirt, and I pull it up, grazing her supple thighs in the process.

I don’t hesitate in taking a hardened peak into my mouth, causing her to cry out my name loud enough to wake someone in a coma.

My hand slides up and up until I reach the heated triangle between her thighs. I’m met with a slick wetness that leaves me groaning with pleasure.

Everything about this woman is exhilarating. As I leave one breast to kiss the other, I rest one finger on her entrance as she spasms in my arms.

“Alexander…” she gasps, spurring me to caress her with my fingers.

She starts to rock against them, her eyes closed tightly, and her face flushed as she chases her release.

“You have no idea how beautiful you look right now, do you?” I whisper to her as I take in every inch of her delectable body. “Spread open like this, rocking against my fingers… I bet you’ll taste incredible too.”

“Alex, please…”

I decide that I like the sound of her begging, so I increase the speed of my motion, feeling the bulge in my pants grow more uncomfortable by the second.

When her grip on my arm tightens, and she contracts against my fingers, I urge her to let go. The moment she came apart with my name on her lips, I lost every bit of control I had left.

However, just as I’m about to pick her up and carry her into my bedroom when the sound of a door opening and closing jolts us apart.

By the time a half-awake Summer strolls in, scratching her hair sleepily, Blair and I are several inches apart on the couch, our clothes already adjusted. But, one look at her, and I know that she feels the same as I do.

Utterly wrecked.

Chapter nineteen

The Business Trip-Blair

The memories of last night replay over and over in my head like a broken record. It’s not enough that I had a heated dream, my mind spinning a continuation of what could have happened if Summer hadn’t walked in on her father and me making out last night. I can’t stop thinking about it, even while awake.

Thankfully, Summer had been too disoriented to notice Alex and I’s disheveled state. I doubt she would have taken it well to know that her father and his personal assistant were getting frisky with each other only minutes after evicting her mother from the house.

A huge sigh falls from my lips as I plop down beside the open suitcase on my bed. Just before I left his house, Alex had told me to come on a business trip with him to Paris. I had been too eager to say yes at the time, still feeling heady from the kiss, but the more I think about it, the more I worry that it isn’t such a good idea.

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