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Foreplay with the Boss (The Billionaires of Boston #1) by Cynthia Page
Adult Romantic Comedy
My boss is teaching me to be bolder in the boardroomâ¦and the bedroom. Iâm not bold enough to take over my fatherâs company, but Iâve sworn to do whatever it takes to learn. Even if it means working for Jameson Stone, the billionaire CEO of Craze Advertising, whoâs as hard and unmovable as his name implies. He tells me to demand what I want instead of backing down, something Iâve always struggled withâin the boardroom and the bedroom. There are things I want to try, things Iâve only read in my romance novels, but have been too afraid to ask for. When my boldness lessons turn into foreplay lessons, itâs nearly impossible not to fall, and if Iâm not careful, Iâll end up losing everything Iâve worked for to a man whoâll always choose business over me. A hot and hilarious standalone romantic comedy about a woman who gets in way over her head with her sexy billionaire CEO boss. Guaranteed HEA!
âYou know how I have a hard time saying things boldly when it comes to my job?â
âYes.â âWell, Iâm also like thatâ¦in the bedroom. I want to tell the guys I sleep with what I want, but I was never able to actually force out the words. Itâs like I need assertive training in the bedroom as well as the boardroom.â A lightbulb went off, the thing practically glowing over her head. Then she brought her hand to her mouth and shook her head. âNo.â She tilted her head. âBut maybeâ¦No, Iâm just thinking itâs a good idea because Iâm a little buzzed.â âIâm already onboard,â I said. âI didnât even tell you my idea yet.â I wrapped my hand around her thigh. âI train you to be as assertive in the bedroom as in the boardroom. Hell yeah, Iâm onboard, and I say we get started right away.â Her eyes widened. âIt sounds good in theory, but in realityâ¦â Her gaze dropped to my hand, high on her silky smooth thigh and close to breaching the barrier of her skirt. She bit her lip and squirmed in her seat. âBut Iâm not sure itâd translate. Sexual attraction andâ¦being in a committed relationship are two very different things.â âIâm not debating that.â I lowered my lips to the shell of her ear. âBut I promise you that our chemistry would transfer to the bedroom. I wouldnât let you leave until you were very, very satisfied.â I inched my thigh higher. âBesides, this is more than sexual attraction. This is sexual obsession. I canât stop thinking about you naked and underneath me.â The tiniest whimper escaped her lips as I slid my hand under the fabric of her skirt, my pinky brushing the spot where her inner thigh met the edge of her blessedly tiny panties. âAre you thinking about it now? Should I tell you all the ways Iâve imagined taking you?â Kat flattened her palms on the table like she needed the support, and I could tell she was working to keep her face from showing how turned-on she was. Well, there were other ways of checking. I cupped her pussy over her panties and ran two fingers up her center. âYouâre soaking wet, gorgeous,â I whispered before nipping at her ear. âYou want passionâ¦?â I ran my fingers over her again, more turned-on than Iâd ever been, and sure she was about to try to talk sense into me. Instead she spread her legs a little farther apart. âThatâs itâ¦Tell me what you want. Tell me how you like to be touched.â âIâ¦â Her eyes met mine and I arched an eyebrow. âIt looks like weâre going to have to come up with a point system. You tell me, and you get rewarded.â I slipped a finger into her panties and gave her swollen, wet flesh a swipe, biting back a groan. I wanted to slide that finger inside her and pump until she came around me. My blood turned to liquid fire and my dick strained against my zipper. Focus⦠I withdrew my finger and she shuddered, gripping the edge of the table until her knuckles went white. âNo more half sentences, or else.â âOr else I get punished?â she asked as she batted her eyes, her voice petulant. Fuck me, this was going to be fun. I gave her my sternest look and nodded. She squirmed in her seat, rubbing her knees together, and pride flooded me. She was dying for the release, and I couldnât wait to reward and punish her some more.
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Cynthia Page loves making people laugh and blush, and has enough encounters of the awkward kind to inspire plenty of both. Sheâs a wife, mom, and full-time writer of steamy romantic comedies. Sheâs addicted to happily-ever-afters in books, movies, and real life.
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