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He pushed her harder against his SUV. She broke the kiss.

“Dex…your paint.”

“Easily replaceable.”

He groaned before nipping her neck. He reclaimed her lips, and she was lost again. It didn’t matter that she was outside in the middle of the day looking like the world’s biggest whore. A car horn honked somewhere in the far distance. There was no chance that anyone could see them, but the horn broke the spell. Dex froze and started to pull away. Cayla fought the urge to pull him back.

“Cayla.” His voice was rough with arousal. “Get away from me, please.”

“Huh?” Her sex crazed brain could not compute his request. Dex carefully slid her back to her feet.

“Unless you want me to take you in this parking lot, you need to get in your car or go back into the restaurant.”

His eyes glowed with restrained desire, his hair was messy from her hands, and his lips glistened from her kisses. It looked like she’d marked Dex as her territory; it was thrilling. Cayla was tempted to see if he’d do it. The knowledge that she was willing scared her. She conceded, accepted the purse he’d picked up, and moved to her car.

“If you’re hungry, get whatever you like. Janice will take care of you.” She looked at him over her shoulder. At that moment, what she wanted wasn’t on the menu.

“I’m not hungry.” She knew her thoughts were in her eyes.

“Cayla…” Dex warned.

She moved to her car and turned to face him. He was giving her an amused smile.

“What?” she inquired. He eyed her car parked next to his again.

“I see you are enjoying the perks of dating the boss. Free food and VIP parking.”

Cayla’s cheeks flushed. She didn’t like the idea of anyone thinking she was taking advantage. It was her first time parking in the back lot because she’d just wanted to pop in and didn’t feel like circling. She’d accepted the complimentary meal on Nick’s birthday and Valentine’s, but she went there because she truly loved the food.

“I wasn’t trying to take advantage…”

“I didn’t say you were. I said there are perks to dating the boss.” Dex leaned against his Bentley. His muscles bulged when he folded his arms. His partial erection was still visible through his thin pants. She wanted to ride the boss.

“We’re not dating,” Cayla countered as she was turning to open her door.

She gasped when he smacked her ass. “Yes, we are.”

Dex laughed when she glared at him. Even his laugh was arousing. He climbed into his SUV and rolled down the window.

“I’m meeting up with Nick to work out. I’ll call you tonight.” He winked at her and drove out of his spot. He waited until she was in her car and pulling out of her spot before he took off.

Cayla arr

ived home before she realized she hadn’t thanked Dex. That was the main reason why she went to his restaurant. She wanted to thank him in person. Then he kissed her and melted her mind.

She settled into the couch and sent him a text to read after his workout.

Cayla: I never got the chance to thank you for the beautiful flowers.

She attached a photo of them sitting on the coffee table. She put her phone down and grabbed the remote. She was surprised to see his almost immediate response.

Dex: U did. I have the blue balls to prove it.

He sent emojis blue circle, eggplant, blue circle. She laughed at his lewdness. Cayla decided to be witty.

Cayla: I do believe they’ve found a cure for your issue.

Dex: Yup. Between ur legs.


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