Oh dear, he really is unperturbed. Completely absorbed in reading, I don't notice how tired I am starting to feel, and for a brief moment I lean back in bed and fall asleep. It is already dark outside and I have no idea what time it really is. I am lying with my back to the door, which is only ajar. Suddenly I hear someone come in. It must be him. I look out the window, where the lights sparkle in the dusk, and feel my heart beating faster. Under the warm duvet, I notice that I am breaking out in a sweat.
The door opens and I try to stay still. I hear his footsteps approaching the bed, but I hold my breath and try to concentrate on the view. It is more difficult than I expected; my heart is racing. He seems to sit down next to me. I can't lie still any longer and turn to the side. He sits right in front of me, our eyes meet, and my heart leaps with excitement. His gaze seems to go right through me. "I want." "You want you, Paige," he murmurs. "Please, sleep with me." I feel my face getting hot, but no one can. "Sir, I haven't signed the contract yet." "Damn it, Paige, why do you have to say this now? "Forget the contract." "I know you want me too." His hand gently touches my fingers. "Please, Paige, share the night with me." I feel his breathing quicken. He takes my hand and pulls me close to him so that I can feel his body.
His fingers slide down the back of my neck and twist my hair into a bun. "You are an extraordinarily beautiful woman," he whispers in my ear. His words ignite a fire inside me; I feel my blood boiling. He leans towards me, kisses me gently on the lips and nibbles my bottom lip. "Your lips are so soft, I want to feel them on mine," he murmurs. I moan. A small sound escapes me and I notice his smile. "Please, Paige, sleep with me." I have no idea what is going on here, but my body is burning like a blazing fire and only one word comes out of my mouth: "Yes," I whisper to him. I feel him start to smile and I'm shaking like leaves falling from a tree now. Oh dear, what am I doing? Here? I'm completely at a loss as to what to do. My inner voice whispers: Paige, what's wrong? he asks quietly. "I... I've never," his eyes widen in amazement. "You mean you've never 'slept' with a man?" Embarrassed, I nod. He gets up from the bed and clasps his hands behind his neck. "Oh Paige, you're driving me crazy!" He pulls my hand towards him. My breathing becomes shallow and I can't take his eyes off me. He puts his watch on the bench, takes off his jacket and puts it on the floor.
Now he's wearing only a dark gray linen shirt and pants. He looks simply stunning. His soft, black curls shine in the moonlight while his blue eyes literally glow. He takes off his black patent leather shoes and removes his socks one by one. "Are you on birth control?" "Excuse me? What kind of question is that?" With an embarrassed shake of my head, I give him my answer. Then he fetches a pack Condoms from his pants without taking his eyes off me. He pulls me closer to him and a tingling sensation fills my body.
What is happening to me? "Don't you want to take off your T-shirt?" "Don't take it off?" he asks gently. As if hypnotized, I slowly pull it over my head and let it slide to the floor. "Do you know how long I've wanted you, Paige Morgan?" "I inhale sharply." He gently strokes my face with his fingers. A pull runs through my muscles; I want to close my eyes, but his piercing gaze captivates me. He leans forward and my skin feels his kisses that gently wander down my neck. His hand slides to my white bra. "Paige, you are so beautiful!" I blush as I start to tremble nervously. He unfastens my bra and lets his breath escape audibly. He kisses me again; this time I feel his tongue touch my mouth. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer to his body. One hand buries itself in my hair while the other explores my back, lingering at my waist and finally ending at my butt. Slowly I sink onto the bed and feel him leaning over me. He gently brushes a strand of hair from my face while his mouth breathes soft kisses on my chest; a soft moan escapes me. I feel his rapid breathing; what is happening to me? I can't control myself, Paige, I tell myself, he's your boss, but I'm completely out of control. I gently touch his face and he takes my hand and holds it gently. I run my hand through his hair and smell the heavenly scent of his shampoo. "Paige, I'm going to take off your jeans now," he announces. I nod and as he unbuttons and pulls down the zipper, he kisses me again.
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Dangerous Love
RomancePaige Morgan, a young author who has not yet had any significant success, has applied for a position at one of the most prestigious companies in Manhattan, Stevens International GmbH. At the helm of this company is the attractive Daniel Stevens, who...