Page 128 of The Boss Problem

“Though I’d probably be afraid of eating here and making a mess,” I blurted out as I looked around. “Everything looks so shiny and pristine.”

Sean laughed and pulled out a pizza from one of the takeout boxes. “Go ahead. Toss one at the wall if that’ll make you feel better. This is your home now, Chloe.”

Laughing, I put it away and reached for the bag myself.

When I looked at the contents, I turned back to him in surprise. “Did you just order everything on the menu?”

He grinned. “You can tell I’m trying my best to get you to say yes.”

“Well, right now, it’s a very tempting proposition,” I admitted, just as Sean pulled open a bag of beignets, sending a splattering of powdered sugar on my face.

I gasped, stunned. I dipped my hand in the bag of beignets as Sean protested, and then I chased after him through the penthouse, determined to get some on him and his polished suit.

I succeeded. Very well, I might add.

The next hour and a half were spent deliciously getting our bellies filled with the amazing food. And the crazy part?

We didn’t even finish our meal.

We forgot about our dinner midway when I discovered the desserts he’d ordered. That was when kissing became more important than eating.

Straddling him, I licked whipped cream off of Sean’s nose, and he slowly fed me grapes. Soon, Sean was pushing my dress up to my waist, and I shifted until I could feel his cock straining against his pants. He pulled the straps of my dress down my shoulders.

“Oof,” he muttered hopelessly when he noticed I wasn’t wearing a bra. “I love this kind of surprise,” he groaned, taking in the sight of me sitting topless on him.

He traced the swell of my breasts with his fingers, desire etched over his beautiful features. “Did you plan to fuck me tonight, Chloe?” he asked before he bent forward and took a nipple in his mouth.

I arched my back and moaned while the city of New York twinkled through the glass windows beyond us.

Darkness had set in, and even in a city of millions, it felt like it was just him and me in this world.

“I might have had some plans of that kind,” I gasped as he sucked on my hard nipple. I ran my hands through his hair, soon begging him for more.

In minutes, Sean took his pants off, and I slid over his erection, moaning as he claimed me inch by inch.

He stretched me out like no one else had.

I rocked up and down on him while he held my butt, pulling me closer and deeper into him.

Almost immediately, I came apart with a loud cry, my head thrown back while I dug my fingers into his back. Sean followed soon after, pumping his cum into me.

Laughing and spent, we fell into bed, naked, soon after, delaying the inevitable shower while we snuggled.

Our laughter was interrupted by a call, and I sat up, running for the phone.

In a minute, I went back to the bedroom, feeling conflicted.

“Henry wants me back home,” I said, sounding dejected.

“Hell no. I’m not going to let you go this time,” he said, sitting up. “We will not have a repeat of our previous date night if I can help it.”

I stared at my phone, wondering if I had it in me to turn down Henry’s request.

“No, Chloe,” Sean said even more firmly. “You’re not leaving tonight. I need you. I want you here. Ignore Henry’s calls for one night. For tonight, I want you to be mine and only mine.”

I fought with my first instinct. I fought against the urge to go back to Henry. I had never felt this torn before. I wanted Sean, but I also wanted my brother to trust me. To know that I’d come back.

“Do you want to be here?” he asked while I considered all the possibilities.

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