The Boss plus The Maid equals Chemistry Read Online Louise Bay

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Billionaire, Contemporary, Erotic, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77354 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
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“You have to woo me,” I announce.

“I’m not trying to date you,” he replies. “This is just about sex.”

My nipples pinch as he says the word sex, like it’s forbidden.

“Right.” I tap my temple. “Sex is ninety percent a mind game.”

“Not the kind of sex I like.” His eyebrow quirks, and I squeeze my thighs together as I imagine him closer, so close I can feel his breath on my neck.

Maybe him saying something like that should be off-putting, like sex is a sport to him, but I can’t help being intrigued. What’s the kind of sex he likes? And would I like it?

But I’m not afraid to make him work for it. Just a little. “So you just want a hole?” I ask and wince, hoping it’s not the case.

“That’s not what I said,” he says, his voice lowered as he stares at me. How can just a look from a man be the reason my skin is covered in goose bumps? “Sex is physical.” He draws the words out and it’s intense, like he’s reading the work of ancient philosophers.

I need to lighten the mood. “Are you into whips and chains and stuff?” I ask.

He pauses. “Are you?”

I pull in a breath as I consider his question. “Not so far. But I wouldn’t rule it out. If I really liked a guy, I’d probably give it a go. But I think I’d know by now if that was my thing, wouldn’t I?” I look at him expectantly. He’s older. He should know about these things.

He chuckles. “I have no idea. But as humans, I think we should allow ourselves room to grow and change.”

“Right,” I say, studying him. I wasn’t expecting him to answer me properly. Definitely not with an answer so profound. It feels like he really believes that. That we’re all capable of growing. “I like that idea,” I say. “Everyone expects children to grow and change and then suddenly you’re grown up and you’re just meant to stop. It’s human nature to evolve, right? I have so many things I want to do—lots of different things. Why do I have to limit myself?”

“You don’t have to limit yourself,” he replies. “Not with me, anyway.”

Something settles in me. I smile up at him. It’s a smile that says, hey, I like you, you’re interesting.

“Be careful with that thing,” he says and takes another sip of his drink.

“What thing?” I ask.

“Your smile. Use it wisely.”

My eyes flick to the line of spirits at the back of the bar so he can’t see quite how much I enjoyed his compliment.

“Wisely? Is it a weapon? You think it’s my superpower?”

He glances all the way down to my feet and back up, his gaze a blowtorch and I’m ice. I soften and melt, feeling my fight disappear.

“I think you have many powers,” he says, his tone gravelly, his eyes heated.

“Maybe I’ll go through a spanking phase or whips or whatever,” I say, slower now. My mind is so full of him, I’m struggling to form a thought. “I’m just not there now.” I pause, wondering if that’s what he expects. “Is that a dealbreaker for you?”

“Not a dealbreaker,” he replies. “It’s not my kink either.”

Thank god.

“Anything else I should know?” I ask.

He gives me that smirk again. “I’m beginning to suspect I shouldn’t even try to guess what you think you should know.”

“Good assumption.” I consider whether there’s other incidental information we should share before I take him up on his offer. Because I really want to see this guy naked. I really want those large hands roaming my body. I really want to know what a more experienced man, a man who looks and talks like he does, could do to me. “Do you have condoms?” I ask. “And where do you live? I’m a block away.”

He doesn’t reply. He turns back to the bar and gestures for the barman. He signs off two bills and stands. “Let’s go,” he says. “I’m downtown. Let’s go to your place.”

THREE

Bennett

The first thing I noticed about her was her waist, and how her ass flared out as she sat. But the moment I decided I wanted to fuck her was when she brought her tongue to her lips, deep in thought. It gave me an instant hard-on.

Then she started talking. And somehow that didn’t put me off like it usually does.

“Nice place,” I say as I glance around at her apartment. I didn’t tell her I was staying at the hotel. I just said my place was downtown. Not a lie.

“Thanks. It’s not mine. I’m borrowing it while I’m in New York.” I know she’s telling the truth. For some reason, I can feel in my bones that this woman can’t lie. She doesn’t have it in her.

With the British accent, it makes sense that she doesn’t live in New York. All the better for me. I don’t like the possibility of running into women I’ve slept with. Not unless it’s intentional.



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