The Carrero Effect - Falling for the Boss (Billionaire CEO)

The car journey to his apartment passes in a flurry of back seat grinding and fumbling, lying flat across the smooth leather seat. Jake heavy on top of me with hands and mouth all over my skin, pushing me to a searing heat that has me panting and kissing me as though he’s been deprived for years. Toe-curling kisses that have me begging for more. My fingers feel out his shirt and bow tie, undoing both so they hang freely open while his naked strong chest is covered in my lipstick kisses and his jackets discarded on the floor.

If the internal, blacked out window of the limo hadn’t been there, I would be ashamed of what Jefferson would be witnessing. Jake almost has me on the seat, his desire set free, my body no longer out of bounds for him and he’s making the most of it. All my inner voices and fears chased away by his kiss while the doubts and panic are gone.

He bites, nips, licks, and kisses every exposed part of me, rips my underwear off under my dress and explores me with his hands, making me climax on the seat in a way I could never have imagined. His fingers exploring my point of ecstasy as he devours my mouth with his. I had never done anything like this, never imagined I could allow myself or trust a man enough to let one, yet it feels like heaven under his practiced hand, for once his experience not something which upsets me.

I never had the urge to do anything like this until Jake, he’s insatiable and irresistible and from the second he had me locked in this dark box of a car, I have been his. His growing desire kept firmly locked away as he stills my hands telling me, ‘No … My turn first.’ He has a year’s worth of fantasy about me to catch up on and he wants to take his time.

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I can’t walk from the car to his building, my legs are weak and shaking from what he’s done moments before, so he scoops me up with a look of a sexy devil and carries me to the inner building. Trussed up in his arms like a fragile prize as the doorman opens it at our arrival and Jake looks down, winking at me naughtily. He looks like the cat that got the cream

“That was just the starter, bambino. I have weeks of pent-up sexual frustration to take out on you yet.” His voice is heavy and laden with intent and my insides clench while held fast in his arms. Melting under his scrutiny.

Oh god!

There is no going back now, I am hopelessly his and I want this more than anything. I just hope I have the stamina to keep up with Jake Carrero.

living room and places me on my feet in the middle of the floor carefully, leaving me standing and takes my stole and bag, tossing them on a nearby chair. His fingers trail across my naked shoulder and down my arm as he walks away, igniting tingles and my heart lurches up in rhythm. He walks to his side unit and pushes his phone into the station dock and turns on slow music that fills

I smile coyly, biting my lip and watch him move

meet mine as he slowly walks back to me, lifting my face by cupping my jaw with his palms, he lowers his head and kisses me slowly and deliberately. A slight touch of his tongue across my bottom lip and

to his height, my feet lifting me from the ground, so I tip my heels up and I give a little squeak in response and pull away to look at him.

your first rodeo, is it, cowboy?” I giggle as his hold tightens on me. Holding me high against

my eyes, sagging slightly as I let him devour me, my grip around his neck loosening as he slides me back to the floor. Each touch sending

bodice of my dress, fumbling with the catches that are concealed in the corset fastening, eager to be naked with him, but he stays

eyes. “I’ve waited for what seems like an eternity for this. I don’t want to hurry it.” He kisses me again slowly and then

we would get in there and go crazy with passion. Jake seems to want to savor every second and delay the actual moment but I’m too hot for his body to be with mine; I want to be naked and writhing right now and put all the months of anguish behind us. I want that night in the hotel again, only this time with no

you and what have you done with

things come to those who wait.” He pulls me into the sitting room to the larger clearing between the couches. Lifting a remote from the nearby table, he switches on a concealed stereo which plays the dock music across the room at a louder level. Soothing soft music made for lovers. He pulls me into his embrace and

and wave two palms in his face

What’s this?” I flick my hand up and down his torso as though gesturing him.

amused, if not a bit

seduction? Jake from the hotel was more of the slam me to a wall and take me kind of a seducer. This feels too much like Casanova putting the moves on.” I pout,