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

Returning to the room I climb into bed properly, stripping back to his T-shirt and pick up a book from my bedside table, some light-hearted romance Leila gave me that never piqued my interest back then. It’s not too late but it’s past seven, so going to bed isn’t exactly unheard of. It’s not long before my over exhausted mind drifts off mid-sentence.

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“Baby, no!” Jake’s disappointed voice breaks into my sleepy state. “I had plans for you.” His voice is husky and thick but I’m too tired to open my eyes.

“I’m exhausted.” I sigh, enjoying his hands on my face, the heavy weight of his body on top of me, he smells good, a little too good.

“You’re such a lightweight, bambino … I’m going to have to build your stamina up.” He kisses me on the forehead and lifts off me. “I’m going down to the gym with Daniel to expel some of this excess tension seeing as you’re out of order. We’ll talk tomorrow about Leila, okay?” he murmurs softly, a finger stroking my cheek. I attempt to open one eye and focus on his gorgeous face inches above me, watching me with appreciation. “He’s spending the night, we’ll be an hour or two … Sleep, bambino.” He leans down, kisses me on the mouth again and leaves me to get the first decent night’s sleep I’ve had since I was pulled into his arms on that dance floor.

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I wake up alone in the huge bed, but Jake’s side is messed up as though he’s been here, I glance at the clock on his side, it’s early, before 6.00 a.m. I vaguely remember him telling me that he needed to get back into his routine, early morning jogging and gym now that we’re home. It seems that having me in his bed means he no longer drags me out to run like he used to, he’s neglected it since we’ve been together. Not that he needs it with all the extra activity lately, I certainly don’t. I roll over to his side and inhale his pillows, the bed smells of him, his aftershave, and personal scent which is more comforting than any smell in the world. I wrap my arms around his cushions sighing heavily and fall back asleep.

I wake again with the alarm at seven and I can hear him in the shower off our room, it sounds like he’s singing, and I stifle a giggle, he’s surprisingly melodic. I close my eyes and listen intently.

he’s more than melodic, Jake has a really sexy singing voice

and I slide out of bed and pad into the open bathroom, I strip off and slide

kisses me, wet faced and smelling of his

sexy voice called me through here.” I wrap my arms around his neck as he maneuvers me under the water and starts running his fingers through my hair, soaking it, and letting it trail down my neck.

the shower, had your heart all of a flutter did it?” He dollops the shampoo

and ease his motion a little, helping him wash my hair. We stand for a moment while my hair is rinsed clean, his eyes flickering up and down the full length of me. I pause to reach for the shower gel

with his mouth against mine; in seconds he hoists me up to straddle him around the waist and pushes me back against the cold, tiled wall behind me. Deepening his kiss, his arms around me tightly, grinding against me with a fever that overtakes us both within seconds. My body never failing to react to this

before heading out on the boat with him, the doctor assured me we should be okay after two weeks to stop with condoms. Which would be today. He remembered.

on skin. He makes love to me up against the tiles, slow and deliberate, his mouth exploring me and bringing me to dizzying heights effortlessly, savoring the new sensation. Water pouring overhead, the noise muffling out my moans and cries.

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labored. He bends down, kissing my shoulder and neck every few strokes of lathering my skin, his hands massaging me seductively. I could lay back and fall asleep this way, he has no idea

me, his hands come down over my shoulders and back, softly massaging soap into me with confident strokes, tracing patterns with

hmm,” I sigh, completely mesmerized by

We’re finally sitting down with the lawyers tomorrow … Marissa’s agreed to some of the terms I laid out.” His tone is