Chapters (71)
- Epigraph
- 1. Barrett
- Barrett
- 2. Chloe
- Chloe
- 3. Barrett
- Barrett
- 4. Chloe
- Chloe
- 5. Chloe
- Chloe
- 6. Barrett
- Barrett
- 7. Chloe
- Chloe
- 8. Chloe
- Chloe
- 9. Barrett
- Barrett
- 10. Chloe
- Chloe
- 11. Barrett
- Barrett
- 12. Chloe
- Chloe
- 13. Barrett
- Barrett
- 14. Chloe
- Chloe
- 15. Barrett
- Barrett
- 16. Chloe
- Chloe
- 17. Barrett
- Barrett
- 18. Chloe
- Chloe
- 19. Barrett
- Barrett
- 20. Chloe
- Chloe
- 21. Barrett
- Barrett
- 22. Chloe
- Chloe
- 23. Barrett
- Barrett
- 24. Chloe
- Chloe
- 25. Barrett
- Barrett
- 26. Chloe
- Chloe
- 27. Barrett
- Barrett
- 28. Chloe
- Chloe
- 29. Barrett
- Barrett
- 30. Chloe
- Chloe
- 31. Barrett
- Barrett
- 32. Chloe
- Chloe
- Epilogue
- FOUR MONTHS LATER
- Sneak Peek
- Thank You
- Also by Erin Hawkins
- About the Author
Her walls clench down around my fingers, squeezing me tight, then a rush of wetness slides down my hand. Fuck, yes. I wish it was my head between her thighs, lapping up her sweet juices.
My erection swells between us, but I know there’s no way I’m going to take this any further right now.
I kiss her lips gently, letting her bask in the post orgasm glow before helping her to her feet and setting her clothes right.
“That was unexpected.” Chloe sways on her feet as she adjusts her skirt. “I didn’t come here for that. I was going to give you the best blow job you’ve ever had then walk out leaving you wanting more.”
I finish tucking in my shirt and buckle my pants, then reach for her.
“Mission accomplished,” I say, placing a kiss on her lips that turns hungry in a second. Bea buzzes through on my speakerphone.
“Mr. St. Clair, Marcus is downstairs to take you to lunch,” she announces.
“I’ve got to go.” I reluctantly pull away. “Do you want a ride?”
“I’m headed home—err, to your place. I’ve got to change, then get over to the Books 4 Kids event to help set up.”
Chloe’s mention of my place being home for her, regardless of the fact that it was a slip that she quickly corrected, makes my chest expand. I have to admit that even before our relationship was physical, I liked having her there. Even when she was driving me crazy, wearing that tiny silk lounge set and fostering dogs without my approval, I wanted her there.
I kiss her again. “I’ll see you there later.”
“Sounds good.”
She smiles and pulls out of my arms.
I’ve got the strongest urge to cancel the rest of my day and leave with her. Get ready for the event with her, help her with whatever she needs. Anything to be by her side.
I watch Chloe reapply her lipstick. Velvety red coating her lips that surrounded my cock minutes ago. I’ve never had this conflict before. In the past if it was between business and a woman, ten times out of ten I would choose to pursue a deal. I worked at all hours, missed dates, didn’t prioritize anyone over my business.
Chloe is a game changer. I want to put in the effort with her. And I will.
But I’ve got a lunch meeting with Fred.
“Fred’s signing the intent to sell letter today. The first official step in SCM acquiring Voltaire Telecom.”
“Congratulations!” Chloe reaches up to plant a quick kiss on my mouth. “We’ll have to celebrate tonight.”
“Tonight is about Books 4 Kids and all your hard work.”
“We can celebrate both.” She smiles, then presses her lips to mine one last time before sailing out of my office.
I finish dressing, then move to my desk to grab my wallet.