Page 108 of Boss

Tarek slammed down the lid of the laptop. “No more questions. Delete everything off this computer, and throw the fucking computer away. Better yet, give it to me.”

“What?”

He got up and snatched the plug from the wall. He went into the kitchen and located the hammer she had under the sink. Kassidy watched in horror as he smashed the laptop to nothing but metal pieces. Tarek's determined anger prevented her from objecting. And then he looked at her.

“I’m sorry you were hurt. That you were almost killed.”

“Stop changing the subject. We need to talk about...”

His hand went over to cover hers. He squeezed it and brought it up to his lips. “You’re right about me. I’ve investigated and spied on everyone in my life, and my business. Just never myself. Some truths are worth knowing and some are best left buried.”

“What about this truth?” she asked.

“Give me a little time to digest it.” He smiled and winced.

“It hurts doesn’t it?” She stood and touched his chest. “Stay the night. I'll take care of you. Remember Anchorage. Remember the two weeks we spent there. I healed you then. I can tonight.”

“My leaving takes care of you.”

He kissed the side of her mouth.

“No. No. If you're going to walk out and force me to run for safety, then you stay the night. I mean it. Or I'll walk out that door and blow this whole thing out of the water.”

He set the laptop down. “You like threatening me?”

“It's the only way to get your attention.”

He kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and savored his tongue. When their lips parted, he panted a little with his head pressed to her forehead. He smoothed down the back of her hair in a caress. “I'll stay until you fall asleep.”

“I don't sleep anymore,” she said softly.

“I might be able to help with that.” He took her hand and started to the bedroom where she slept, but she pulled him to the stairs. “That’s my guest room. I felt safer sleeping in there alone. My bedroom is upstairs. It’ll be more comfortable for you.”

He glanced up to the ceiling and nodded that he’d make the journey. She went up the stairs, pulling him by the hand behind her. She entered the room and immediately took off her housecoat, and hung it on the hook inside her closet door. Tarek shed his coat and put it on the dresser. He kicked off his shoes and pulled his turtleneck over his head. She watched him closely. There was taped bandaging across his ribcage. She remembered how the tree fell on top of him and what it took to remove it. Her eyes stung with fresh tears.

She went over to the bed and decided to give him more pillows from her side to prop up his head. He came behind her. She could feel and sense him without even a single touch. Kassidy turned and sat on the bed. She looked up into his eyes as she undid his belt, dragged his jeans off his legs, and took off his socks. He said nothing. Even in his exhausted state she could see the rise of his erection in his boxers. She felt her body tingle intimately at the mere sight of it.

Tarek eased into bed. Kassidy pulled her nightshirt over her head and tossed it aside. As she rolled down her panties, she was filled with a strange inner excitement by the lust she saw he had for her in his eyes. She was naked before him, the way he preferred her their last night together. She came across the bed, impelled involuntarily by her own passion as she joined him, bringing the covers up over them both.

“Come closer,” he groaned, already fondling and touching her.

She scooted in close and let him squeeze her ass and touch her breasts. She closed her eyes when his hand slid off her bottom to push in between her thighs. The closeness was like a drug to her. It lulled her back to that place she found with him at the ranch. Their breathing came and went in unison. He caressed her in the most intimate spot, only because he enjoyed the privilege. He knew when she was in his arms she wouldn’t deny him any of it.

“Do you think this plan is going to work?” she asked.

He put a finger to her lips to silence her. She shook her head and lowered it. “This room isn’t bugged Tarek. They can’t hear us,” she whispered.

“Let’s not take that chance. Okay? Stick to the script. Okay?”

“Reese?” she whispered in his ear.

“She’ll take the bait. We just need to wait,” he whispered to her. She nodded that she understood. She eased her hand down and gently took hold of his erection. She tugged and he exhaled. Kassidy kissed his nipple then his bandaged torso. She slowly stroked and pulled on his erection.

“Put it in your mouth,” he whispered.

“We shouldn’t, you aren’t well,” she said and traced his nipple with her tongue.

“It’ll make me feel better,” he wheezed.

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