“Don’t drop me.”
“I won’t. Relax, Jess.”
Her fingers curled in my shirt. “I know a man who needed to relax. And for once, tonight, he did. Did you like your party?”
“I loved it,” I said truthfully. “Best birthday in long time.”
“So I get Employee of the Year?” she teased, voice husky with sleep.
“You’re more than that.”
Her lashes fluttered open, catching mine. “Then what am I?”
My voice dropped. “Dangerous.”
She smiled, slow and knowing.
I set her gently on her bed. But I didn’t step back. So many thoughts came to mind. None of them good. All of them very dirty.
“You know by now you’re more than an employee. We have a contract between us that says so.” I dropped my voice low. “You have no idea what I’d love to do to you to reward you for my little party tonight.”
“I think I have an idea.” She toyed with my tie, still hanging from my neck. Eyes hot and wicked. She tugged me closer by both ends of the tie. “Lie down and let me give you another birthday present.”
“Another present?”
“Anything you want,” she purred, and lifted up enough to brush my lips. “Anything.”
“Fuck,” I grated. Honesty had a way of ripping out of me around her. “I can’t resist you when you do so much for me.”
Her kisses turned urgent. Hot and claiming. The stress of the day melted off my shoulders.
“Jessa…” I moaned on her lips.
She smiled against my mouth. “Say my name again. But next time, say it when you come inside of me.”
My restraint cracked.
I sat up and stripped my shirt off. She dragged the hem of the Brioni over her head and tossed it aside.
How could I be upset about her treatment of a thousand-dollar shirt when she lay there with no bra, no panties? Just warm skin and a whimper that went straight to my bloodstream.
“Is it my imagination,” I said when I could speak, “or have your tits actually?—”
“—swelled?” She flushed. A sly smile appeared wickedly . “Not your imagination.”
“I have something else that’s swelled, and needs your attention.”
I guided her hand to the proof pressing hard against my zipper.
“Yes,” she breathed.
“What I really want for my birthday…” I rolled onto my back. “Get on my face. Let me taste you.”
Her breath hitched. “If that’s what makes you happy.”
“It’s the perfect happy ending to my day.”
She swung a leg over. All thought dissolved.
