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Authors: Chloe Cole
attached. Not that the rules really mattered anymore. Even if she passed her test, she wouldn’t accept the position. There was no way she could do this job, not before and certainly not now. Not after Alex.
Alex.
She shook her head, bemused. He was a total puzzle. How could he have gotten this far in his life without unleashing that delectable man meat on a woman? She would have scooped him up years ago. They must grow ‘em dim or blind wherever he came from.
The floorboard creaked behind her and she turned to see him walking into the kitchen, hair mussed from sleep. Bare-chested with just his track pants on, he looked better than the French toast.
Don’t get attached.
She worked up a weak smile and turned back to the stove.
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“Hungry?”
“As a matter of fact.”
He had moved to stand directly behind her, and his breath tickled her ear. Slipping his arms around her waist, he drew her back against his hard body.
“Food, Alex, I mean food.”
She struggled to keep from arching back against the thick ridge pressing against her bottom.
“You look sexy in that shirt.”
She’d helped herself to his new white button down and a pair of his boxers while he slept.
“Thank you.”
He nipped her earlobe and a thrill coursed through her.
Five hours.
She twisted her neck to give him better access. He pinched the lobe between his teeth then released, pressing moist, sucking kisses down her neck.
His hand inched up over her rib cage to close over one breast, teasing her nipple.
He groaned, impatient, then yanked at the shirt. A button popped off, then two, skittering across the countertop.
Muttering his satisfaction, he closed both hands over her bare breasts. The touch set off a rush of moisture between her legs and she squeezed her thighs together to ease the sudden ache.
“Alex?”
“Holly.”
“’Member how I said— Mmm…”
One hand had slipped down to cup her behind, seating her more firmly against his erection.
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She cleared her throat then tried again. “Uh, do you remember what I said about the rules? And taking it slow and savoring every touch? And then I said there are other options. Now’s the time for another option.”
“What do you want me to do?” he whispered hotly.
She thought about it for a nanosecond before answering. She’d regret it for the rest of her life if she didn’t take the opportunity to be with this man in every sense. Besides, rules were made to be broken.
“I want you inside me. Now. Can you do that for me, Alex?”
“Hell yes.”
The boxers were around her ankles an instant later. She shut the burner off and turned to face him.
He gripped her hips in his big hands and lifted her, turning them to face the table then lowered her onto it. The cool, smooth wood was heaven on her overheated skin and she gasped. Spreading her legs wide, he stepped between them and knelt before her.
“But humor me for just a minute or two. I’ve wanted to taste you since the second you cracked open that trench coat.”
She’d opened her mouth to reply when all thought fled. His strong teeth closed over the tender inside of her thigh, sending a shot of pain and pleasure to her core. The sting had barely subsided when his mouth closed over her, voracious, hungry, sucking and licking, drawing the swollen bud of her clitoris into his mouth rhythmically.
She stiffened, her body electrified by the sudden onslaught. Vision blurring, she lifted her legs over his strong shoulders to offer him more—to offer him everything.
Then his hand was there and a finger tested her slick heat with a shallow thrust.
Panic lapped at her and she tried to close her legs as the pressure built fast and hard, almost too intense. He made encouraging sounds and held her firm, sliding two digits 46
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deep. Without pause, he settled into a measured, dragging rhythm, pressing in and out as he sucked. She whimpered as the sensation engulfed
Alex.
She shook her head, bemused. He was a total puzzle. How could he have gotten this far in his life without unleashing that delectable man meat on a woman? She would have scooped him up years ago. They must grow ‘em dim or blind wherever he came from.
The floorboard creaked behind her and she turned to see him walking into the kitchen, hair mussed from sleep. Bare-chested with just his track pants on, he looked better than the French toast.
Don’t get attached.
She worked up a weak smile and turned back to the stove.
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“Hungry?”
“As a matter of fact.”
He had moved to stand directly behind her, and his breath tickled her ear. Slipping his arms around her waist, he drew her back against his hard body.
“Food, Alex, I mean food.”
She struggled to keep from arching back against the thick ridge pressing against her bottom.
“You look sexy in that shirt.”
She’d helped herself to his new white button down and a pair of his boxers while he slept.
“Thank you.”
He nipped her earlobe and a thrill coursed through her.
Five hours.
She twisted her neck to give him better access. He pinched the lobe between his teeth then released, pressing moist, sucking kisses down her neck.
His hand inched up over her rib cage to close over one breast, teasing her nipple.
He groaned, impatient, then yanked at the shirt. A button popped off, then two, skittering across the countertop.
Muttering his satisfaction, he closed both hands over her bare breasts. The touch set off a rush of moisture between her legs and she squeezed her thighs together to ease the sudden ache.
“Alex?”
“Holly.”
“’Member how I said— Mmm…”
One hand had slipped down to cup her behind, seating her more firmly against his erection.
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She cleared her throat then tried again. “Uh, do you remember what I said about the rules? And taking it slow and savoring every touch? And then I said there are other options. Now’s the time for another option.”
“What do you want me to do?” he whispered hotly.
She thought about it for a nanosecond before answering. She’d regret it for the rest of her life if she didn’t take the opportunity to be with this man in every sense. Besides, rules were made to be broken.
“I want you inside me. Now. Can you do that for me, Alex?”
“Hell yes.”
The boxers were around her ankles an instant later. She shut the burner off and turned to face him.
He gripped her hips in his big hands and lifted her, turning them to face the table then lowered her onto it. The cool, smooth wood was heaven on her overheated skin and she gasped. Spreading her legs wide, he stepped between them and knelt before her.
“But humor me for just a minute or two. I’ve wanted to taste you since the second you cracked open that trench coat.”
She’d opened her mouth to reply when all thought fled. His strong teeth closed over the tender inside of her thigh, sending a shot of pain and pleasure to her core. The sting had barely subsided when his mouth closed over her, voracious, hungry, sucking and licking, drawing the swollen bud of her clitoris into his mouth rhythmically.
She stiffened, her body electrified by the sudden onslaught. Vision blurring, she lifted her legs over his strong shoulders to offer him more—to offer him everything.
Then his hand was there and a finger tested her slick heat with a shallow thrust.
Panic lapped at her and she tried to close her legs as the pressure built fast and hard, almost too intense. He made encouraging sounds and held her firm, sliding two digits 46
Naughty Godmother
deep. Without pause, he settled into a measured, dragging rhythm, pressing in and out as he sucked. She whimpered as the sensation engulfed
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