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

“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.

she asked in confusion, a frown creasing her forehead and eyes coming back to

How are you doing? I missed you, baby.” He smiled, although truth

missed drunken Emma?” she asked, blinking

jealous twinkle hit her eyes. All good

than me?” She pouted with sad eyes, not even smiling when he laughed at her and shook his head.

hers from getting back into his groin as that was the way she was heading. Aware of it or not she had inched herself right against his chest and 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

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

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

the saddest eyes he had

… adorable

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. If he wasn’t in direct line of that luscious mouth, then he would

Jeez, she felt good.

don’t love her then.” She tried to wriggle free huffily, and he had to lift his head just to see that wounded expression which was all but killing him,

I do?” He smiled

“Yes!”

no sense.” He jested, stopping the urge to poke her in the face. Playground flirting techniques were not normally his thing, but she seemed to

… If you like her so much, she must be a leggy bimbo.” She sulked and looked away from him, all

Interesting.

lifted his head more to stare at her fully nose to nose. He instantly thought about stopping that sad little face with a kiss, he was close enough, sure enough, that she wanted him to, and yet he didn’t

fuck is wrong