Page 42 of Dandelion Sighs

“Why not?” If I had to see her in that swimsuit each day, it would be a slow, sweet torture. I wouldn’t miss it.

She rolled her eyes and rotated to her back, her chest jutting above the surface. My groan slipped out before I could stop it.

She put her feet down. “Are you okay?”

“No, boss. Not with so much of you I can look at but not touch.” I shouldn’t have admitted that, but no lie came to me quick enough.

She blinked. The ends of her hair dripped onto her shoulders, and the drops slid to exactly where I wanted to go. “When you say that, I can’t tell if you’re joking.”

“I’m as serious as this erection that keeps trying to pop up.” I should’ve kept that to myself. I would control myself as long as I needed to, but the woman had to know what she did to me. If she wanted to be just friends or boss and employee, that was fine. But I didn’t want her to be caught off guard by the strength of my attraction.

“Oh.” Her gaze dipped to my waist as if she could see through my trunks, and it was as good as stroking my dick. I bit back a groan. Curiosity filled her wide gaze. “Do you really react like that around me?”

The way she said it like she couldn’t believe how my body behaved because of her, or that she didn’t buy I couldn’t stop thinking about her, didn’t sit well with me. Not to mention that I constantly found a reason to be with her. “I have literally jacked off, and ten minutes later, I see you walking to work, and I have to give myself a few extra minutes in my pickup so I don’t walk around with an erection.”

She laughed, a sound full of disbelief. “Right.”

I cut through the distance between us until we were inches apart. She swallowed and backed up, but I snaked an arm around her waist and tugged her toward me.

When her cool body was flush with mine, I dipped my head down. “Can you feel that? That’s not just because it’s been a while for me.”

Her breath hitched. “It’s not?”

“You don’t think nearly as highly of yourself as you should. If you weren’t my boss, I would show you.” But she was, and I should stop this. It’d be harder for her to get the respect she desired. Meanwhile, everyone would treat me the same way.

It was just that I’d never been drawn so strongly to someone, and it seemed a shame to just ignore it. Our chemistry was as natural as the bay around us.

Her breathing was shaky. “What if…” She licked her lips, and I was so damn close. I could kiss her so easily. We had this side of the bay to ourselves. I could do more. “What if I pointed out that there’s no official fraternization policy?”

“I’d say that you’re still afraid to look unprofessional around your employees.”

Her gaze flickered. She couldn’t argue. It’d been her concern from the beginning. “What if…they don’t see us?”

My stomach clenched, and my breath whooshed out.

I had given her time to think. To come to a decision. She was there, but it had to be something we both understood. I wanted her to have everything, and that included the pleasure I could give her. “I need you to say it.”

“I want to mess around.” A blush spread up her chest to her face.

“Yeah? And what does that entail?” I pushed for more, to hear naughty things that started in her head. To know I wasn’t alone experiencing exquisite torture.

“Jasper Duke, you’re just being ornery.”

A full-bellied laugh left me. I hadn’t expected her to call me on my insistence. “What if I just want to hear some dirty words come out of those pretty pink lips?”

She stroked her gaze over my face, down to where she clutched my shoulders. My dick wasn’t as restrained in the trunks, and it was happy being squeezed between us at the moment.

“You want to hear about how I’d like you to fuck me?”

I sputtered, caught between laughing and choking. She cringed and tried to slip out of my grasp.

I held her close enough she couldn’t escape. She said it, but it didn’t come naturally to her. There was something so damn endearing about that; I’d never be able to forget it. “Yes, actually. Tell me exactly how you’d like to be fucked.”

She rested her warm forehead on my chest. “I’m going to die slowly.”

“Want me to tell you first?”

Jerking her head up, her eyes were wide. “Y-yes.”