Page 7 of Boyfriend for Hire


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“Good. I’ll be right back with the check.” She took the plate and silverware when she walked away.

“Don’t go trying to grab the check when it comes, either. Dinner’s on me,” Montez said.

Desiree’s eyes widened. “No, I couldn’t—”

“I insist.”

“You’re being too nice.”

“No such thing.”

The server returned, and he handed over a credit card this time. When she came back, he signed the receipt, and moments later, they exited the diner.

Montez escorted Desiree to the driver’s side of her vehicle, a white RAV-4 hybrid she said she bought a couple of years ago with a bonus from work.

“Is this goodbye?” Montez asked. “I’m not trying to talk you into anything, but you’re feeling me, and I’m feeling you. The attraction is unmistakable.”

“Do you think because you’re fine as hell you can say anything to a woman?” she asked.

“You think I’m fine as hell?”

She rolled her eyes, but she was smiling.

Montez couldn’t resist smiling too. “If I’m way off base, and you’re not interested, I’ll go home with my tail between my legs and lick my wounds, devastated that I missed out on spending more time with you.”

Her eyes narrowed. “Something tells me you haven’t licked your wounds probably ever. I think you’re used to women falling into your arms.”

That wasn’t quite true, but he didn’t contradict her.

Stepping closer, Montez tilted his head to get a better look at her in the limited light of the parking lot. She really was a stunning woman. Her cocoa-dark skin was smooth and even save for a single beauty mark above her lip that he longed to kiss.

“And I think you’re used to men chasing you.”

“Maybe,” she said with a coy smile.

She reached for a button on his jacket, and though she hadn’t touched him directly, all the muscles in his body reacted by going tense. Her energy was dangerously intoxicating. He had to be careful with this one.

“I think you’re full of shit, but I have to admit, I’d like to find out if you’re half as good as you say you are.” She lifted her gaze and looked at him from beneath her lashes.

Yeah, he really liked this woman.

“Give me a chance, and I’ll give you the best dick of your life.”

She smirked. “I’ll be the judge of that.”

* * *

Montez followedDesiree into the hotel room and watched as she placed her purse on a table and removed her shoes. She slowly turned to face him, and he took her in. Smooth, dark skin, curves everywhere, and an unmistakable glint in her eyes that said she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

He slowly walked to where she stood, and when they were within inches of each other, he bent his head and brushed his lips across hers. Their mouths touched in a faint, feathery caress that tightened his stomach muscles and made him emit a low groan. He was already overwhelmed with that little amount of contact.

He grabbed the waistband of her trousers and pulled her closer. “I’ve been dying to know what your lips taste like,” he whispered.

“What are you waiting for, Mr. Montez?”

He didn’t need any further prompting and pulled her closer, taking possession of her mouth and immediately opening his to let their tongues clash and tangle as their lips clung together in a greedy, succulent kiss. She tasted better than expected, like the perfect combination of heaven and sin. His throbbing, aching loins pressed against hers, seeking closer contact as desire stormed through him. His arms folded around her and drew her soft body tighter to his so he could devour her even more.

Desiree kissed him back with the same heat and hunger, pushing her fingers up his chest until her arms were wrapped around his neck. He smoothed his palms over her hips and ass, taking pleasure in her excited squeak when he filled his hands with her cheeks and squeezed.

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