Forever the Boss: Billionaire Romance ~ Hot and Steamy (Managing the Bosses Series Book 10) by Lexy Timms
Authors: Lexy Timms
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back, and then it was the pad of his thumb on her clit, rubbing circles while one of his fingers slid inside her. A pull back, and then it was two, stroking and teasing and knowing exactly where to find the place that would leave her breathless and shivering with need.
“Not any crazier than y-you drive me,” Jamie retorted. “Alex.”
“No?” He slid his fingers out and guided himself into her, gliding in on one long, slow thrust until he couldn't go any deeper.
She moaned and growled at the same time.
“I love you,” he breathed against her neck as he pulled back and then slid in again. “Fuck, Jamie.”
Jamie pulled him closer, her arms wrapped around his shoulders. “Yes,” she panted. “Yes. Love you, too, Alex.”
This was exactly what they needed, to be wrapped up in each other's arms and making love. Reminding themselves of what they had between them. Alex had known that it was what would give Jamie rest from the worry swirling around in her head without her ever needing to tell him, because he knew her in a way that no one ever had. Moving there together, bodies rocking to the same rhythm, Jamie thought she might be falling in love with her husband all over again.
“Do you think...” She cut herself off to catch her breath, tried to remember the words that she was looking for as Alex moved in her. “Do you think this will be it?”
“You still want a baby, sweetie?” Alex brushed her hair back off her forehead and brushed his lips against the skin there.
“Yeah. Yes. I do. Alex.” She clutched at him, her fingers curling, and rocked into the stretch of him. He kissed her, harder this time, deeper.
She could tell that he was getting close, his rhythm speeding up. Her own orgasm was just out of reach, drawing every muscle in her body tighter, sparking along her nerves.
“So perfect, Jamie. So fucking perfect.”
One more thrust, and then he was crying out against her shoulder, his body shuddering over hers as he came. Jamie followed him over the edge. Colors spilled behind her eyelids, and the world dissolved into white light. The only thing there, the only thing that mattered, was Alex wrapped around her and inside her, holding her together.
They were still tangled together when Jamie opened her eyes again, her body lax. Alex was looking down at her like he was trying to memorize every line of her face. He reached up and traced the curve of her cheekbone with his fingertips.
“I don't know how I ever got along without you.”
“Badly, probably,” Jamie quipped, but the joke seemed like it wasn't quite right for the place that they were, and she took a breath and tried again. “I know. I feel it, too. I'm so glad that I don't have to know any more.”
“Never,” Alex promised, kissing the backs of her knuckles. “You'll never have to know how to get along without me, because I'm not going anywhere.”
Not quite able to help herself, Jamie reached up and traced the scar that Stephen's bullet had left behind. Alex caught her wrist gently in his hand. “I made it through that. And we'll make it through anything else that life throws at us, baby. I promise that we will, just like we always have.”
“Tell me that life doesn't have too much more to throw at us,” Jamie said, the words escaping on a sigh. “I could use a little break from the curveballs for once.”
Alex laughed softly. “I think with two kids in the house and one hopefully on the way someday soon, that's not really a reasonable request.”
“Okay,” Jamie admitted, smiling. “Maybe I just hope that whatever else life has in store isn't going to be the kind of stuff that it's seemed to be dumping on us over the last year or so. I don't want any more Stephens, or Zanders, or Nicholases.”
“I'm in agreement with that.” Alex's arms wrapped around her, and he lay his head against her chest again, slowly breathing in and out. Jamie held him close, and they slipped into dreams together.
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“Not any crazier than y-you drive me,” Jamie retorted. “Alex.”
“No?” He slid his fingers out and guided himself into her, gliding in on one long, slow thrust until he couldn't go any deeper.
She moaned and growled at the same time.
“I love you,” he breathed against her neck as he pulled back and then slid in again. “Fuck, Jamie.”
Jamie pulled him closer, her arms wrapped around his shoulders. “Yes,” she panted. “Yes. Love you, too, Alex.”
This was exactly what they needed, to be wrapped up in each other's arms and making love. Reminding themselves of what they had between them. Alex had known that it was what would give Jamie rest from the worry swirling around in her head without her ever needing to tell him, because he knew her in a way that no one ever had. Moving there together, bodies rocking to the same rhythm, Jamie thought she might be falling in love with her husband all over again.
“Do you think...” She cut herself off to catch her breath, tried to remember the words that she was looking for as Alex moved in her. “Do you think this will be it?”
“You still want a baby, sweetie?” Alex brushed her hair back off her forehead and brushed his lips against the skin there.
“Yeah. Yes. I do. Alex.” She clutched at him, her fingers curling, and rocked into the stretch of him. He kissed her, harder this time, deeper.
She could tell that he was getting close, his rhythm speeding up. Her own orgasm was just out of reach, drawing every muscle in her body tighter, sparking along her nerves.
“So perfect, Jamie. So fucking perfect.”
One more thrust, and then he was crying out against her shoulder, his body shuddering over hers as he came. Jamie followed him over the edge. Colors spilled behind her eyelids, and the world dissolved into white light. The only thing there, the only thing that mattered, was Alex wrapped around her and inside her, holding her together.
They were still tangled together when Jamie opened her eyes again, her body lax. Alex was looking down at her like he was trying to memorize every line of her face. He reached up and traced the curve of her cheekbone with his fingertips.
“I don't know how I ever got along without you.”
“Badly, probably,” Jamie quipped, but the joke seemed like it wasn't quite right for the place that they were, and she took a breath and tried again. “I know. I feel it, too. I'm so glad that I don't have to know any more.”
“Never,” Alex promised, kissing the backs of her knuckles. “You'll never have to know how to get along without me, because I'm not going anywhere.”
Not quite able to help herself, Jamie reached up and traced the scar that Stephen's bullet had left behind. Alex caught her wrist gently in his hand. “I made it through that. And we'll make it through anything else that life throws at us, baby. I promise that we will, just like we always have.”
“Tell me that life doesn't have too much more to throw at us,” Jamie said, the words escaping on a sigh. “I could use a little break from the curveballs for once.”
Alex laughed softly. “I think with two kids in the house and one hopefully on the way someday soon, that's not really a reasonable request.”
“Okay,” Jamie admitted, smiling. “Maybe I just hope that whatever else life has in store isn't going to be the kind of stuff that it's seemed to be dumping on us over the last year or so. I don't want any more Stephens, or Zanders, or Nicholases.”
“I'm in agreement with that.” Alex's arms wrapped around her, and he lay his head against her chest again, slowly breathing in and out. Jamie held him close, and they slipped into dreams together.
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