“Fuck,” he ground out. “I’m gonna come, baby.”
His cock pulsed and he filled my mouth as he held my gaze. The saltiness coated my tongue before I sucked and swallowed, pulling every last drop from him.
“You coming on my face was by far the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. But watching you take my cock is a close second.”
He brushed the hair back from my face, the tenderness making me want so much more. I smiled and tucked him back into his pants.
“Come here.” He held his arm out and patted his chest.
I climbed off his legs and positioned myself in the crook of his arm, laying my head back on his chest. I sagged into him, letting my eyes drift closed until I shivered, finally feeling the chilly air against my skin.
He shifted out from beneath me, and I opened my eyes as he stood, offering me his hand. I took it and let him lead me into his bedroom through the other door. I swallowed, not exactly sure where this was going.
He pulled a drawer open and turned to me, holding out what looked like a T-shirt and a pair of boxers. “I want to sleep in the same bed tonight. No sex. At least not tonight,” he added with a smirk. “Just hold you and sleep.”
Butterflies took off in my stomach. How was I already falling for this man?
“Unless you don’t want that?—”
“No,” I blurted. “I do.” I turned around. “Can you help me with the zipper?”
His fingers brushed along my back as he unzipped my dress. I turned back toward him and took the clothes he offered before scurrying past him into the master bath. I had come on his face,and he’d seen me half naked, but I wasn’t ready to fully undress in front of him yet.
I still didn’t quite understand why he wanted me when he could have a model or actress or whatever, but I tried not to question it.
I returned to find him already in bed. He held the covers up and I climbed in, reclaiming my position on his chest.
“Okay. Third sexiest thing I’ve ever seen… you in my clothes.”
I smiled and let my eyes drift closed, praying that this was real.
Chapter Nineteen
WYATT
I pulledout my phone and brought up the text thread with Angie. I’d planned on giving her the day off to send her to the spa, but that was back when I didn’t realize how much I’d miss having her around.
I hesitated, my fingers hovering over the keypad on my phone. She was supposed to be relaxing, taking the day off. The last thing she needed was me smothering her. Before I could decide about sending her another text, three dots appeared. Icouldn’t stop the smile that broke out on my face as I waited for her text to come through.
“People are going to start thinking something’s wrong if you keep this up.”
I glanced up at Paul, who stood in the doorway of my office, shaking his head.
“Keep what up?”
“Smiling all the time and sending staff home early.”
I shrugged. “He was sick.”
Paul chuckled. “More like hungover.”
Was he serious? “Why do you think that?”
My phone chimed and I looked back down.
Angie:Yes, I really enjoyed the spa. Thank you so much for arranging it.
Three dots appearedand disappeared in rapid succession before her next text came through.
