Carlene Love Flores The Boss [Evernight, Romance on

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.Standing meagerly at his side, suddenly aware her heart was pounding, Cherie made herself hold the back of his head firmly in her hand.Warm puffs of his breath so close teased through her thin top, and she hoped he didn’t see what she felt.Her nipples hardened and ached to be his.She expected to breathe in a whiff of his usual freshly showered and soapy scent, but a wash of sweat and salt left her even more intrigued.She had to focus.With her free hand, she shaved a strip and then another until he looked like the typical new recruit.By the time she was done, it was too much.She handed him the mirror while she looked away.“Wow,” he said low and cool.“I’m sorry.”“No, don’t be.You did a good job.I like it.”Her shoulders began to shake.“Hey, really, you did good.”Cherie sat down on the edge of the tub, still gripping the clippers that had warmed her hands, ignoring the tiny dark hairs dusting the floor, her fingers, their clothes.“I didn’t realize how much you’d remind me of him like this.”They stared into the mirror together for a few seconds while Nick ran his hands over his new ‘do.Well, she’d done the requested deed.His silence must mean he was politely waiting for her to get a clue and leave him be so he could clean up and be on his way.This was apparently his last night of freedom for a while.Who was she to delay the company he probably had waiting up in his suite?“Well, I guess that’s it.Take care of yourself, Nick.Keep in touch.”“Do you really think I’m ready to let you go yet?” he asked her.“Um, yes, I did.”“Well, you are wrong, sweet one.”Yep, that was unexpected, but clear.She could see now how wrong she’d been.His shoulders spread, expanding his chest like a deadly cobra and the loose white shirt trying to keep it covered.“Let me stay here tonight?” he asked.He wanted her? To stay the night? With her? Here? Cherie’s thighs began with a new, slow burn, so she rubbed them, unsure of what else to do, while he watched.****He should want her to stop touching her sexy legs like that.Instead he watched for a moment, admiring how tightly she held her thighs together, how protected she probably felt under her jeans, and how much he was going to savor peeling them off.“Are you cold?” he asked, unable to keep much distance in the tiny bathroom.“Hmm? Oh, no.I’m fine, just been a long day I guess, on my feet.Sore muscles.” She smiled but kept her mouth closed.“I should probably clean up,” she said, seemingly absentminded.Nick took his phone from his back pocket and woke it up so he could mute it, thinking all the while what a fool he’d been to deny his connection to Cherie.It could have helped them both this past year.But he’d been trying so hard to keep that promise.Yeah, tonight’s last minute timing sucked, but sometimes anxiety and loneliness combined into one hell of a fucking emotional nightmare, and he needed her.He laid the phone on the counter and decided he’d wasted enough time.“What time is it, Boss?” she asked, startling him somewhat.“Almost midnight.”Her head bobbed down making her ponytail shimmy like she and her cocoa tresses were amused.“Hmm.Guess I could be spending my twenty-first birthday in worse company.”Her announcement spurred his memory.Nick was thirteen years her senior with more experience than she could dream up.It was okay for him to be asking this much of himself, but was it fair to ask the same of her?“Cherie, are you comfortable with me here?”“Mostly,” she said, angling her neck like she knew he now had questions about her response.What pushed a man to make the decision to take his best friend’s baby sister in the ways he’d been imagining the past few weeks? He’d thought of that several times.Because this wasn’t something he’d taken lightly.Watching her and the way she was with people.The way she reacted calmly in crazy situations.The way he could tell it irked her to be set aside and not considered one of the adults around the crew.She had a way of dealing with Scott’s loss that shook him and made him jealous.He was dying to share himself with her because he knew she’d share back.Nick needed to stock up on all her goodness to last him however long he was gone, whatever hot spot he found himself in.And post-performance, he was as usual, hornier than shit.God, her jeans were so damn tight and her top so loose.She wouldn’t need to clean up if they simply got naked and left their hairy clothes in a neat enough pile on the floor.This underwhelming bathroom reminded him of the old days.Shit, he realized she had barely been born when he’d had his first fuck.Cherie sat watching him, playing with the embroidery of her loose, cream and teal peasant top.She fingered a colorful pair of beads hanging from ties at the neckline.He couldn’t help it.He reached and tugged the ties loose.Tiny goose-bumps came alive when he petted the skin right there at the keyhole opening of her blouse with the outermost edge of his pinky finger.He noticed she pushed her chest out when he did so, letting him see how taut her nipples had become.Using the tiny strings to pull her closer, he wanted to taste her mouth while he explored her perfect firm tits with his hands.She spoke before he could capture her lips.“Don’t go.It’s still so dangerous over there.” It was the softest spoken demand he’d ever heard.“I have to.”Nick’s face was inches from her soft jawline.Her breath came out loudly and made him want to cry her name now, not later when he was pushing himself so deep inside her.“I know.Just like him,” she whispered.“Shhh, Cherie.”“You said we would talk.But you know what? I don’t think I want to talk about this,” she said, sounding like she might need physical love the same as him.“Okay.But just one thing.My apology for this past year.” It was instinctual.He ran his fingers down further, noticing how big they were resting there between her breasts.“Fine, say it quickly.”Nick came off the toilet seat and kneeled before her, feeling like mercy’s most unlikely recipient.“I’d rather show you.Can you handle that? Hmm, sweet one? I know it’s a lot to ask.”****What in the—? Cherie sat there and planted her two feet on the ground as best she could to indeed check her balance and the earth’s axis.She half expected to float to the bathroom ceiling any second.In truth, Nick Phillips had starred in nearly every dream she’d had since getting her driver’s license, but Cherie knew it was only because she was compensating for the complete lack of acknowledgement from him in her real life.“Nick, it’s just, you know, there’s been nothing for so long, and now you’re saying these surreal things to me.It’s just hard to believe.”“I’m not wasting time being an idiot anymore,” he whispered with his hands now on her thighs.“And, you’re finally legal.It’s not against the law for me to want you this way like it was a few years ago.”She’d never seen him this sensual, dark but open.And she’d definitely never had a man on his knees in front of her before.She didn’t know what it was, but Cherie felt like she could open up with Nick like this.For God’s sake, there was no question, it was going to be an emotional night, if her thumping heart was any indicator.She bit her lip at how hard he pressed his fingers into her thighs, massaging them up and down, dipping them and spreading them.He’d be amazing, just as she’d always dreamed.“That’s it?” she said out of nerves [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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