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With a quick move, Hyacinth picked up her glass and drank the remaining contents in one big gulp. “I came here tonight because I want the same thing. If we had gone to my place, we would have had to worry about my roommate. And I didn’t want her to hear us because I plan to enjoy every moment of tonight.”

“You speak as if this is the only time we’ll be together,” he said as he stood from the couch. One large hand reached out to her. “Let me show you upstairs. You can get a full tour next time.”

“Will there be a next time?” She placed her small hand in his and stood next to him. Would that mean she would have to leave her job at the restaurant? She hoped not. But this is where the lines blurred. Did she want to fuck the boss? Yeah, she really did.

“Oh, sweetheart, you can bet your ass there’s going to be a next time.”

As they entered his bedroom upstairs, she gasped at what she saw. A large king-sized bed sat in the middle of the room. There was a fireplace off to one side, a small loveseat against the other wall, and a large dresser with a tv mounted on the wall above it. The room was bigger than her entire apartment.

Rhys came up behind her. His hands grabbed her by the upper arms and pulled her body back against his. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted you here with me? Right in this spot?”

A shudder went through her body as she felt his hot breath travel over her ear, tickling her flesh. Hyacinth felt her nipples harden. Slickness pooled in her panties as she willed herself not to melt into a pile of goo on the floor. “No. How long have you wanted me?”

“Since you came into my life in the middle of the street in front of my restaurant. I tried to be good. I did everything in my power to resist you.”

His words moved something inside of her. No matter how much she never thought the words would pass her lips, she decided to share her secret. “I dream about you,” Hyacinth whimpered.

“Oh, baby.” His lips blazed a trail of soft kisses and quick nips from her ear to her neck to her shoulder. Each touch causing her to moan each time. Every brush of his fingers along her skin ignited the fire inside her body. She wanted more. Maybe she shouldn’t be in the situation with her boss, but none of that mattered right now. Tomorrow would take care of itself.

“I want you naked. I’m hanging on by a thread here. Tell me now if you don’t want this. If you have any doubts about what this will mean, I want to hear them now. Because once I’m balls deep inside you, there’s no going back.”

She tilted her head up, her gaze catching his. “No going back. I want it all. I want you.”

“Damn, baby. I’m falling for you,” he said before kissing her gently on the lips.

“It’s okay. I’ll catch you.” And there was no doubt in her mind that she would.

The question of if he would do the same remained, but she wasn’t ready to tackle that right now. Tonight, she wanted to indulge in the man standing next to her and get her back blown out for the first time in two years.

Chapter 10

Rhys reached up a hand and brushed the back of it against her cheek. Hyacinth leaned into his touch, her eyes conveying so much more than words could say. His heart somersaulted, beating furiously as it tried to break through his ribcage. He couldn’t understand this overwhelming need for her, but as he looked into her eyes, something inside him melted. Now, with just the two of them in his bedroom, the look of lust and submission on her face was pulling him down. He wanted to claim her. His senses were overwhelmed by the touch of her soft skin, her scent, her beautiful face looking up at him with complete trust, and the soft whimpers escaping her lips.

He leaned down to kiss her, needing to taste her again. As their tongues mingled, he pulled her closer, wanting to drown in the sensation of having her body pressed against him. Rhys pulled back to get some air before speaking.

“I’ve been thinking about doing that all night.”

“Oh, shit,” she hissed as his lips clamped down on her plump breast. His mouth suctioned on her flesh so tightly, it sent a ripple of ecstasy through her body directly to her clit. The entire time he focused on her breasts, switching from one to the other.

His hands continued to remove her clothes, baring her naked skin to his gaze. His mouth watered at the sight in front of him. “I can’t wait to taste you.”

Her skirt and panties fell to the floor in a pile. She kicked off her shoes, causing them to fly across the room. Neither of them stopped to see where they landed.

Her hands gripped his shoulders to keep her balance. Hyacinth knew she should try to help Rhys remove his clothes, but he was overwhelming her senses. To see this man so focused on her pleasure, suckling her as if it were his only way to survive, caused her channel to slicken and clench with need.

Rhys briefly listed his head. “I need to taste you.” Without waiting for her reply, he lifted her by the waist and placed her on the bed. Since he’d already removed her clothes, her naked body was his for the taking. “Damn, baby. You sure as fuck have a pretty pussy.”

She watched a sly grin come over his face as he grabbed her around both thighs, pulling her body down to the edge of the bed. “Fuck. I’m going to enjoy this.” His nose pressed against her mound. She could hear him inhale her scent. His moan was loud in the silence of the room. He whispered something, but for the life of her, she couldn’t make out the words.

At the first swipe of his tongue, her body bowed. He lapped at her as if she were his favorite ice cream cone. “Oh, fuck. Rhys,” she couldn’t help but moan.

He didn’t respond, but she wasn’t expecting him to. His entire focus was on driving her out of her fucking mind. Lick. Slurp. Twirl.

Every touch of his lips and tongue caused her toes to curl, a moan to escape, and her hands to clench. She wanted to stop him. It was too much. There was too much sensation. Her nerve endings snapped and crackled throughout her body. She could feel her body tightening with the need to release. She was afraid to let go, but had no other choice. Her moans became louder. His name became a chant on her lips.

“No. Stop.”

It felt so good.


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