Page 115 of The Boss Upstairs
“Uh… but Claudia will be expecting me.”
“Can you call her and ask her to stay the night?” he asks. “It’s a lot to ask, but it’s late already. Perhaps she won’t mind.”
I really, really love the idea of spending the night with Weston. “Sure… I’ll call.”
I fish my phone out of my Chanel bag, and by the time we reach the penthouse, I’m talking to Claudia. She’s more than happy to oblige.
“Thank you so much, Claudia. I owe you one.”
Weston smiles. “That’s a great friend you have there.”
“I know.”
He closes and locks the front door. He grabs me by the waist and draws me to him. He dips his head and kisses me softly. “Thank you for the best evening I’ve had in a long time.”
“Ditto, Boss.”
He laughs. “I’m not your boss right now, Gretchen.”
“What are you?”
He smiles. “Uh… your lover? Your boyfriend?”
“Can you still call me Grasshopper?”
He laughs. “You like that, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
He reaches for my shoulder and peels off my cardigan. It falls to the floor, along with my bag. He kisses my shoulder softly, and I melt. I reach for his face, desperately wanting to kiss him. His lips are delicious, and his kiss is slow but still intense. I could kiss him for hours.
He tears himself from me and takes my hand. “Come with me. I want you in my bed.”
Yes, Sir.
I follow him to the master, very eager. As soon as we step into his room, he fiddles with the belt of my dress. “This dress looks amazing on you, but unfortunately, it needs to go.”
I reach for the fly of his pants but he bats my hand away. “I undress you first,” he scolds.
“Okay, Sir. As you wish.”
He stills for a second. His grin is impish. “You’ve made me twitch again, Grasshopper.”
He spins me around and bites my shoulder. He slowly pulls my zip down, and kisses my back, just between my shoulder blades. He peels the dress off, and it pools around my feet. “I like this very much.” He traces the laced hem of my panties with his finger. “Very sexy.”
I’ve been anticipating this exact moment for a while. It’s the reason I wore my sexiest undies, black satin and lace.
He drops to his knees and jerks my panties down. My breath hitches and my legs are suddenly wobbly.
“I’m going to leave a mark,” he warns, just before he bites my ass cheek. Hard. I smile wide. So much for the amendments on the agreement.
“My apologies,” he breathes. “Your rear is just so delicious… so soft and adorable, begging to be licked and bitten.” He slides his tongue against the sting.
I’m speechless.
Damn.
Finally, he rises and I turn to him. I want to kiss him again. My mouth reaches for his, and we get lost in another long sensual kiss.
