Page 91 of Virgin's Stolen Nights with the Boss

‘Putting your mother outside while I get naked!’

It made her laugh, and she lay watching him stand beneath a cloud of water, soaping his chest, his underarms, and then he looked at her and soaped his stomach...and then lower.

It would be so easy to climb out of the bath and go over and hold his lovely soapy body...

‘Thank you for bringing me here with you...’

‘Thank you for coming.’

She watched as he brushed his teeth and picked up the brush to soap his face before shaving. And then she was out of the bath and running her fingertips over that mole.

Her hands closed around the shaving brush. ‘Let me.’

‘I am not letting you shave me!’

She soaped his neck, and a little of his jaw, and then they sank into toothpaste kisses. She felt her damp body so receptive to his.

‘Careful!’ he said as she kissed his neck. ‘I have to look nice tonight.’

‘You always look nice,’ Carmen said, kissing his chest and his flat nipples.

Her hands slipped down to the curly hair on his stomach and then she held him.

‘Yes...’ he groaned.

‘You’ll be late...’

‘Do I look like I care?’

He nudged her legs apart and brushed his fingers over her dark triangle, parting her intimate lips. She’d never seen herself so pink and turned on before.

Carmen held on to the marble counter, and watched as he shifted her bottom right to the edge. She bit down on her lip as he took his time, slowly nudging in.

‘More...’

‘Just watch,’ he told her, and she could not believe she didn’t feel shy as they watched together.

When it was time, she looked at him instead, and let him take her to the places only he could, right there, on the marble countertop, pressing into her again and again and again.

And she did not want them to ever end.

‘I’ve got to go,’ he said as reluctantly led her through to the bedroom.

‘I know.’ She lay back on the bed and watched him dress. ‘You still have to shave...’

‘Too late.’

He was doing up his tie.

‘So what else haven’t you told me?’ he joked as he pulled his jacket on.

‘I’m rich...’

‘Brilliant.’ He smiled. ‘What else?’

‘I’m a better rider than you.’

‘Ha!’

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