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

Fuck.

“Who do you think was at the root of that?” He raised an eyebrow toward Daniel accusingly, not that it was fair, he had never forced him into all that just helped it along. He pulled Emma along by the hand and toward the stair to the lower deck trying to get her away from this quickly. The music was louder now and Miracle, already lying naked on a lounger, had started to touch herself. The girl seriously had no shame, and it made Jake grimace. Why he’d ever thought that lifestyle was better than this was beyond him. Looking at Emma he knew he would never go back to that shit even if he never got with her.

“So, you liked it then?” she asked looking back once more as Marissa got up and began a slow strip tease, her eyes following them. Jake ignored her and shrugged. Putting an arm around Emma to guide her and hold her up on those Bambi drunk legs of hers.

“I was young, it’s just sex. I was pretty much partying and pissing my dad off at every turn.” He tried to play it off casually, wishing he had never let her know what was going on and just whisked her off quickly. She was too inquisitive when drunk and this was not putting him in a good light at all. She stumbled on the carpeted floor and he righted her, pulling her close protectively. He could feel the effects of the alcohol more now that he was upright and the relaxed feeling moving over him fast. At least it was quelling his nerves.

“You don’t do group sex anymore?” She hiccupped, still chasing this goddamn infernal subject and he could only frown and sigh internally.

Jesus, Emma. Are you trying to ruin my chances with this?

He smiled at her in complete frustration with her line of questioning, looking skywards for a little help. She was like a dog with a bone on this and it was killing him.

“I like your smile.” She smiled, obviously instantly distracted in her drunken haze.

“No, I don’t, and I like that you like my smile, shorty.” He stopped and pushed her against the wall to steady her as he pulled his phone from his pocket as soon as he felt it vibrate, he swiped the screen seeing Daniel’s text on the front and had to hide a visual reaction.

Fuck her hard so she never wants to go back to being mates … Good luck!

to kill him about now, swiping the screen closed and shoving it back in

to stop visualizing fucking her now, thanks

sweetness, not her cleavage, not her mouth,

he had pretty much pinned her to the wall so every inch

attempt at turning him down before he would make a move. As long as all the signs were the same as the last hour then he was going to kiss her. More if she wanted but right now he just wanted to kiss her more than anything. Sex would

he opened the hall door, his hand still grasping hers

at her with a confused smile. Her drunkenness

… You like her way too much.” She pouted and looked a little

same, Emma … No reason to be jealous, bambino.” He calmed his laughing, opening her bedroom door into the dark room and pulled her to the

bed and undid her high-heeled silver sandals, sliding warm hands over delicate feet on his knees and feeling her watching him. He knew he should switch the

high as she accommodated his body, nose to nose almost and practically the same height with her sat on the low bed and him on his knees. Not physically touching but he could feel that sizzle of electricity between them

touching her hair and running a hand through its silky softness, watching in the dim moonlit dark for her reactions. As expected she tilted her head toward his hand and parted her

sex was an option after

both versions of you in different ways, equally.” He sighed, trying to keep his libido under control as his

He sighed, running a hand across her face lightly and moving her hair to tuck behind her ear, he chewed his lip as he tried to think of the most diplomatic way of answering her. Truth be told he was in love with every version of her, but drunk Emma let him in more than the others, he got a chance of

funny and sharp, and she’s good at what she does. I like PA Emma.” He nodded to himself, rattling off his mental tick list. Finished with her shoes, he kneeled up, so even though he was still on the floor his