From Boardroom to Bedroom

Those fingers in his hair tightened, pulled, and only further aroused him. Roslyn had all this pent-up passion and he was about to make her come undone.

He curled his fingers over the scraps of material at her hips and slowly eased the panties down her legs. She still wore those bedroom heels and he most definitely wanted those to stay in place. He was a sucker for a woman in heels.

“Nigel,” she whispered.

He stilled, raking his gaze up her body until he met her eyes. “You trust me?”

She bit her lip and nodded. Nigel slid one fingertip over her, earning him a soft moan.

He eased farther down, settling his shoulders between her parted legs. She continued to thread her fingers through his hair, as if she couldn’t stop touching him. He was so damn aroused and turned on, but this moment, this night, was all about her. He never believed selfishness had any place in the bedroom and he sure as hell wasn’t about to start now.

While he’d love nothing more than to shed this suit and show her exactly how much he wanted her, that would do Roslyn no good. He wanted her to see exactly how great this could be, how perfect her first sexual experience should feel.

No pressure, right?

center and her hips bucked. The

he absolutely loved the sounds she made...loved knowing he was the one making

he’d never experience a sweeter, more erotic moment in his

in his hair, pulling tighter than before. Her heels locked behind his

This. Was. Everything.

passion that he’d never seen in another woman. She had an abandon that proved she wasn’t ashamed to be herself, to expose the most intimate side of

up. When he glanced down, he took a mental picture, never wanting to forget this for a

exactly like what she was...a

clue what to do now. Nigel had never been in this situation before. He’d never been so bloody attracted to a woman, and a virgin at that.

it. He was more scandalous than the stars of his show. If anyone found out he’d taken his brand-new hire to bed, his reputation would be shattered. It would give weight to every doubt and reservation his family had expressed, every time they’d told him that New York wasn’t his place and he should come home where he belonged. He’d built a life for

could he resist this woman who had given him this beautiful gift? Besides, she was

didn’t center around Roslyn. Because right now, and for the foreseeable future, all he wanted was to continue showing this woman just

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shaky breath and attempted to sit