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“Declan, please.” His eyes softened in the moonlight, and in I fell again. My god, this man was killing me. How could he be so fucking beautiful?
He ran his tongue along his bottom lip, and the memory of his mouth on mine had taken up camp in my soul.
Using all my inner strength, I looked elsewhere, if only to get a grip on reality. “I have to work for you, and this could become sticky.”
In more ways than one.
My eyes returned to his. “I would like to. I’m just frightened you’ll hurt me. And then I would have lost a job and everything too.”
He took my hand and looked into my eyes. “Will you have dinner with me tomorrow night?”
I responded with a slow, hypnotic nod. “That would nice.”
“Good. Let’s do that. I’d like to get to know you more.”
I was about to respond when we heard laughter.
Declan lifted his hand. “I’ll leave first, if you like. And you can wait a few moments. It’s Ethan at play.” He raised a brow.
I smiled and appreciated how sensitive Declan was about my situation there. Despite my inexperience with men, so far all I’d experienced were selfish losers who were only interested in my bra-cup size.
When I returned to my room, I was way too scattered to focus on my music assignment, so I called Lucy instead.
“Hey, babe. How’s working for the sexiest billionaire on the planet going?”
I laughed. “Have you seen all the billionaires to compare?”
“Nope. But hey, the Lovechilde boys are gorgeous.”
“Men, more like it.” I sighed.
Ethan was more a man-child, not so attractive, but Declan, with that deep voice and thoughtful intelligence, was a man. A hot-blooded man.
The makings of an orgasm fluttered through me just from rocking gently over a pillow.
“He kissed me.” I walked over to the window and stared out to the sky when a white streak flashed before me. “Oh my god, I just saw a shooting star.”
“Make a wish now.”
I took a breath and saw Declan’s handsome face and that look of arousal burning into his gaze.
“He kissed you?” Lucy sounded starstruck, like she’d experienced the kiss herself.
“Yep. Declan kissed me.”
“I bet it was dreamy.”
“Oh, it was more than that. I’m on fire.”
“You’re going to have to let him fuck you.”
“I really want him to. But what if I get too attached? And then there’s this job. I’m also cleaning for him.”
“That part’s easy. Make sure you wear a short skirt and no panties, and do a lot of bending over in front of him.”
I laughed. “You’re fucking sick.” My clit throbbed thinking of that little fantasy.
“Look, just go with it. And hey, if it doesn’t work, do what most women have been doing forever,” she said.
