Taming The Boss (Billionaires In The City Book 7) by Mallory Crowe Page B
Authors: Mallory Crowe
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didn’t feel like this when Easson kissed her. When anyone kissed her, for that matter. This was something deeper, more unique. Even if things couldn’t really go further between them, she wasn’t going to give this up.
So, spurred on by a boost of confidence she’d never felt before, Cali cupped the back of Rourke’s neck and pulled him in close. Rourke felt the change and he became bolder with his kiss, his tongue teasing the seam of her lips as his hand traced the curve of her body until it came to a rest on her hip.
His kisses trailed down, and she tilted her head back to give him better access to her throat as she ran her fingers over the sexy stubble along his jaw. Every touch of his hands or mouth sent sparks of pleasure shooting through her, and when Rourke nipped at the sensitive skin where neck met shoulder, she couldn’t hold in a little moan.
The hand on her hip moved lower until he caught the hem of her skirt and pushed up. When his fingers hit the edge of her panties, he let out a little growl. One more reminder of just how wild the man in her arms was. Heat pooled low in her belly at the thought.
Rourke pulled back and ripped his shirt off in one quick motion, setting it on top of the blanket before he gently pushed her back until she lay in front of him. He knelt on his heels toward her feet and Cali took the moment to fully appreciate the view. Rourke had finely tuned muscles from the manual labor he did; it obviously worked well for him.
He set his palms on her ankles and widened her legs so he could fit between them. For the first time since they started kissing, a flash of worry shot through her. “What are you doing?” she asked nervously.
Those dark eyes met hers, and he looked so confident that all of her concerns melted away. More than confident, he looked hungry. Hungry for her, and that was the hottest thing she’d ever seen.
“Trust me.” His hands now snaked slowly up her legs.
She leaned back as he pushed the skirt of her dress up higher and higher. And when his fingers hooked in the waistband of her panties, she lifted her hips, allowing him to pull them inch by delicious inch down her legs.
Until they were completely off.
Even though it was only one piece of clothing, she might as well be completely naked with how vulnerable she felt.
But then his hands traveled back up again. Every millimeter traveled sent a new wave of pleasure through her. But that all came to a crazy frenzy when he reached the sensitive folds between her legs. At first, he simply pressed his palm against the mound, and she rubbed greedily against him. The friction against her clit sent shivers through her.
Then his skillful fingers slid in. Too thick to be just one... And while he tortured her from the inside, his thumb brushed her clit in the briefest touch, and that was all it took for Cali to arch her back as a bolt of lightning shot through her.
He kept up, not relenting for anything, and right when she thought it was too much, he abruptly withdrew. Before she could ask what happened, his hands pushed her thighs wide apart as he ducked his head between her legs, his mouth taking the place of his fingers.
At the slightest touch of his tongue against her clit, the orgasm hit Cali. All her stress and worry just shot out of her in one big whoosh as wave after wave of pleasure replaced it.
She opened her eyes to see Rourke had climbed up her body and stared down at her. “Damn, you’re beautiful,” he said in his deep, husky tone.
She smiled up at him. “You’re not too bad yourself.”
But he didn’t smile back. Instead, he leaned in, kissing her deeply as his hips rested between hers. His erection had to be painful inside his jeans, but he’d seemed to be focused on her.
Except what would make her happier than anything would be if he took those jeans off.
One of her legs snaked around his, rubbing her bare foot against the thick denim as she arched into him, telling him with her body
So, spurred on by a boost of confidence she’d never felt before, Cali cupped the back of Rourke’s neck and pulled him in close. Rourke felt the change and he became bolder with his kiss, his tongue teasing the seam of her lips as his hand traced the curve of her body until it came to a rest on her hip.
His kisses trailed down, and she tilted her head back to give him better access to her throat as she ran her fingers over the sexy stubble along his jaw. Every touch of his hands or mouth sent sparks of pleasure shooting through her, and when Rourke nipped at the sensitive skin where neck met shoulder, she couldn’t hold in a little moan.
The hand on her hip moved lower until he caught the hem of her skirt and pushed up. When his fingers hit the edge of her panties, he let out a little growl. One more reminder of just how wild the man in her arms was. Heat pooled low in her belly at the thought.
Rourke pulled back and ripped his shirt off in one quick motion, setting it on top of the blanket before he gently pushed her back until she lay in front of him. He knelt on his heels toward her feet and Cali took the moment to fully appreciate the view. Rourke had finely tuned muscles from the manual labor he did; it obviously worked well for him.
He set his palms on her ankles and widened her legs so he could fit between them. For the first time since they started kissing, a flash of worry shot through her. “What are you doing?” she asked nervously.
Those dark eyes met hers, and he looked so confident that all of her concerns melted away. More than confident, he looked hungry. Hungry for her, and that was the hottest thing she’d ever seen.
“Trust me.” His hands now snaked slowly up her legs.
She leaned back as he pushed the skirt of her dress up higher and higher. And when his fingers hooked in the waistband of her panties, she lifted her hips, allowing him to pull them inch by delicious inch down her legs.
Until they were completely off.
Even though it was only one piece of clothing, she might as well be completely naked with how vulnerable she felt.
But then his hands traveled back up again. Every millimeter traveled sent a new wave of pleasure through her. But that all came to a crazy frenzy when he reached the sensitive folds between her legs. At first, he simply pressed his palm against the mound, and she rubbed greedily against him. The friction against her clit sent shivers through her.
Then his skillful fingers slid in. Too thick to be just one... And while he tortured her from the inside, his thumb brushed her clit in the briefest touch, and that was all it took for Cali to arch her back as a bolt of lightning shot through her.
He kept up, not relenting for anything, and right when she thought it was too much, he abruptly withdrew. Before she could ask what happened, his hands pushed her thighs wide apart as he ducked his head between her legs, his mouth taking the place of his fingers.
At the slightest touch of his tongue against her clit, the orgasm hit Cali. All her stress and worry just shot out of her in one big whoosh as wave after wave of pleasure replaced it.
She opened her eyes to see Rourke had climbed up her body and stared down at her. “Damn, you’re beautiful,” he said in his deep, husky tone.
She smiled up at him. “You’re not too bad yourself.”
But he didn’t smile back. Instead, he leaned in, kissing her deeply as his hips rested between hers. His erection had to be painful inside his jeans, but he’d seemed to be focused on her.
Except what would make her happier than anything would be if he took those jeans off.
One of her legs snaked around his, rubbing her bare foot against the thick denim as she arched into him, telling him with her body
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