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

Chapter 288

“Do you need me to put you to bed?” he asked, hoping that if he got her away from watchful eyes and maybe alone they could further explore what this was tonight. He also hoped she was picking up the subtle hints in that question.

Gentle handling, Carrero. Listen to her, read her signs.

“Do I not need to put you to bed?” she slurred again, and he couldn’t help but laugh at that suggestion.

If only.

“I’m sure I can handle way more alcohol than you, tiny.” He joked, keeping a firm hold on that body and letting his hands trail down her back slowly toward her ass, she wasn’t stopping him, anyway. All signs that he wasn’t reading this wrong at all.

“I’m not so sure, I haven’t seen you walk yet.” She pointed at him in the universal drunk air jab. Too goddamn adorable for words and her mouth was most definitely getting closer to his, her body moving toward him so very slowly.

“I’m sure after seeing you make an attempt at that, it proves you’re worse than me.” He shifted to move his groin away from her a little, she was getting too close for comfort, and unlike most women who liked to feel the effect they

were having on him he knew Emma wouldn’t. She wasn’t like any girl he had ever known, and this game of seduction was nothing like any he played. The ball was in her court, and he was just playing along with whatever she was allowing. He wouldn’t scare her off by moving in all Carrero panther-like.

“I like your dimples when you smile.” She prodded his face. Focusing on his features a little too closely, distracted by them it seemed and licking her lips as her eyes moved to his mouth. He all but groaned.

She’s giving every prompt and signal unknowingly, innocently … Fuck.

“And there she is.” He grinned trying to deflect just how horny she was making him right now.

a frown creasing her forehead and eyes

He smiled, although

Emma?” she asked,

did.” He smirked as that little jealous twinkle hit her eyes.

eyes, not even smiling when he laughed at her and shook his head.

abdomen and caught her feet in his, she was trying to get as close as possible and it was taking all his willpower not to flip her on her back and just stick his tongue in her mouth. He was almost certain she wouldn’t refuse it right about now but the voices of the others on deck were killing this. He wanted it

I’m just Emma … Drunken Emma is …” She looked flustered and he could only laugh. “Why are you laughing? I’m being

you, they just choose to come out at different times. You’re cute when you pout.” He prodded her in the face lightly again before pinching her nose. He could touch her

She slapped his hand away sulkily, more pouting and the saddest eyes he

adorable

she had taken them from her chest, back to her previous close position and planted a kiss on her cheek. He snuggled his head into the crook of her neck and maneuvered her body to mold into his a little better.

Jeez, she felt good.

… I don’t love her then.” She tried to wriggle free huffily, and he had to lift his head just to see that wounded expression

He smiled at that

“Yes!”

jested, stopping the urge to poke her in the face. Playground flirting techniques were not normally his thing, but she seemed to

much, she must be a leggy bimbo.”

Interesting.

little face with a kiss, he was close enough, sure enough, that she wanted him to, and yet he didn’t want to do it this way. Not here. He inched close

the fuck is wrong with

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