When he comes, I hold on tight, drowning in the feel of his warmth spreading inside me.
“I think I’m going to have to call in sick today, boss.”
He rests his forehead against mine and searches my eyes. I can’t contain my smile.
“I’m really tired, and I don’t think my legs can even hold me upright.” My teasing makes him smile, and my heart beats a little harder.
“I’ll get you a coffee from that place you love on my way back from my workout.” His mouth descends on mine, and this kiss is soft and slow and everything I need right now.
When he pulls away, I reach up and touch his forehead like I’m checking for a fever.
“I think you’re coming down with the same thing. We should both stay in bed all day.” That sounds like heaven.
Dante chuckles and shakes his head. “Don’t tempt me, pip. I’m still trying to catch up on all of Tom’s and my work. I couldn’t play hooky even if I fucked you every hour on the hour. But if you’re really that tired?—”
“I’ll make it, boss.” I cup his cheeks and kiss him softly. Fuck, don’t take this away or say I need sleep. I’ll sleep when they’re not able to do this anymore.
He pulls out but doesn’t lower me to the floor. Stepping under the warm water, he runs his hands all over my body and then takes soap and does it all over again. I hold on for dear life, ready for so much more.
Finally, he lowers me to my feet. I take the soap to make sure he’s clean. My hand lingers on his hard cock, and I slip my soapy hand between his legs back to his puckered hole, watching his face.
“Did it feel good when I did this last night?”
He holds my hips as I work his cock with my fist. I slide my finger into his heat again, feeling him clench against the intrusion and then relax around my finger.
“Yes, pip. It feels good.” He rests his forehead against mine as I work my finger in and out before curling it a little.
He moans as he comes over my fist and stomach.
I draw my hands away and soap both of us again.
“Fuck, Sara.” Dante claims my mouth again. If I could keep him here, I would. But he’s right, we have work to do.
I smile up at him. “Maybe instead of having me do grunt work all day. I could actually help you guys get caught up or look into the companies.”
Dante turns off the shower and grabs two towels. With one wrapped around his waist, he dries me off with the other one. He’s thinking and I don’t want to disrupt that.
“Yeah, let me set you up with Beth this morning and maybe you can find out more.” Dante wraps the towel around me and draws me in for another kiss before opening the shower door and pushing me through. “Go get dressed, pip.”
I give him a smile. “Afraid you’ll ravish me again?”
He grins and my heart beats a little harder at the look in his eyes. “You are utterly delectable. Now go.”
When my hand is on the doorknob, he clears his throat. I look over my shoulder to see if he’s changed his mind. Part of me really wants him to change his mind.
His face is carefully blank. “Drew thinks your brother and Beth fucked.”
“Oh.” I straighten and shrug. “That seems like a Tom thing to do.”
“That’s the thing, pip.” He steps out of the shower and draws his hair back, showing off all those beautifully sculpted muscles and making it very hard to think. “Tom wouldn’t fuck around with an associate. Not really. He’d flirt and maybe insinuate, but not in a way that could invite legal action.”
I’m still thinking about Dante’s words as I do my hair for the day. I wouldn’t be surprised if Tom crossed that line. He hasn’t met a rule he didn’t want to break. But that one seems pretty major, since the rule is part of his company.
I already put on my bra and panties but I haven’t gotten around to picking out my dress for the day. My door opens and shuts, but I don’t hear anything else.
A little shiver rushes through me. Not that I could hear them speak above the blow dryer. I don’t think it would be Dante. He was heading out for his run. Finn wouldn’t waste time. He’d be in here already fucking me. That leaves one guy.
Swallowing, I don’t hurry through my morning prep, knowing I’m due a punishment. No need to get to that sooner than I have to. I didn’t send him the text. I could have sent it before we went into the bedroom, but I waited.