Page 43 of Temporarily in Love

She slid into my lap and wrapped her arms around the back of my neck. She was wearing one of my t-shirts, and something animalistic crawled up inside and beat at my chest because it made it seem like she was mine. I gave her a long, lingering kiss good morning. She pressed her forehead against mine and cupped my face gently as we kissed.

“My love?” I asked when I reluctantly pulled away.

“Hmm?”

“You better stop that.”

She gave me a naughty grin. “Or what?”

Oh, she was such a brat, and I loved it. Loved that she pretended to struggle when I had her in the restraints. Or she pretended to be bad because she wanted her punishment. I never imagined she would have the same kinks as me.

I slid the t-shirt up her long legs and pulled her down against my morning wood. “Feel what you do to me.”

She arched her back and ground onto my dick. “Mmm, love that.”

“Focus, it’s not playtime.”

She pouted. “But I want to play.”

“Not now. We gotta talk business.”

She was still pouting.

Such a brat. I wanted nothing more than to knock all the stuff off my kitchen table and bend her over it, fucking her until she screamed my name. But I had to control my urges. I had to be the adult right now.

“I asked Felix to whip up a new logo,” I said.

“You did?” she asked, her eyes lighting up in surprise. “I’ll pay him. You don’t pay for it.”

“Okay, okay. I’ll ask him to invoice you. We need new photos, better photos. Who’s doing your social media?”

She frowned. “Brian? It’s not great.”

I rubbed my jaw as I thought. “You might need to hire a marketing specialist.”

She nodded in agreement. “I already want to do that. That’s why I wanted to go home last night, but someone wanted me all to himself.”

“Can’t help it. I want to have you as much as I can until you go back to your real life.”

She frowned, but I kissed her so she couldn’t argue with me. Then I took her back to my bed.

Chapter Thirteen

LILA

My parents were already at the bar when Declan drove me home. He only did that because he didn’t want me to walk with my huge pumpkin. I hadn’t tried to protest, mostly because my brain was in a fog from all the sex we had last night and then again this morning. We had slow vanilla sex the last two times, and I liked that as much as the rough stuff. But it felt like he was making love to me in those moments, making me wonder if a fling with him was a good idea.

I showered when I got home and moaned in pain when I realized how sore my thighs were. Declan MacGregor was going to wear me out.

I got dressed and walked over to the bar. I hadn’t expected to wake up and find Declan already working on the new website, but he gave me some things to think about.

I went into the office and found my dad looking frantic. I put my computer bag down next to the desk. “What’s wrong?” I asked.

He ran a hand through his white hair. “Sarah called out sick. We’re going to hit a lunch rush soon, and I’m short a server.”

It only took me a second to think of a solution. “I can help.”

“Sweetheart, no.”