Page 123 of Executive Decision

“And I need to be here for everyone else right now,” Daphne said.

“Am I prohibited from staying the night?” I nuzzled my nose to hers, then kissed her slowly.

Daphne remained hesitant. “I… I don’t know. You really want to commingle our ridiculous families?”

I chuckled. “Chloe was quick to point out that she couldn’t wait to see Mom do the mental gymnastics of falling in love with grandchildren she had to share with Lady Danna Delphine. Honestly, it sounds like a great time.”

Daphne snickered. “It will be a growth experience for them both.”

“I think it would work out okay.”

Daphne’s gaze telegraphed enough. She slowly leaned in, pulling my shirt and kissing me. It started sweetly and calmly, then turned into a deep, sexy, hungry kiss. I needed to run my fingers through her hair, but it was tied back. I yanked her hair tie and undid her mass of hair, curls flowing into my palm.

While lacing fingers tighter, I gently pulled her roots. She moaned into my mouth and pulled herself closer. Before I knew what to think, Daphne straddled my lap. Pulling back, I stared deep into her green eyes. Her nostrils flared and her ragged breaths could be seen well beyond the neck of her tank top as her shoulders rose and fell. Feverishly, she kissed me again. I wanted more. I wanted to watch her ride me. I wanted no time to pass until that became reality. I had to pull back.

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Daphne

“Let’s stop,” Cal pulled away from my kiss.

“What?” I panted. “Don’t you… I thought this went along with the whole declaration of wanting everything with me.”

“Daph, not here. Look around,” Cal said. “I want to do this—to have all of you—but not here right now on this very couch.

I crashed back to the surface. He was right. I was on his lap in my father’s study. Maybe dead men didn’t matter. Maybe it wasn’t a matter of superstition, but Cal and I had a wholesome, honest attachment to this place. He was right. We should take the party elsewhere.

“My room, then?” I winced. “It sounds awful.”

Cal brushed my hair behind my ear. “Why?”

I pressed my forehead to his. “Because, baby, it’s justweird.”

“Notthisweird.”

“I need to buy a house. I swear I will the minute?—”

“Shh,” Cal whispered. “You’ll move into my place, orwe’llbuy a house. Either way, we will figure it out.”

“Can the mayor have a live-in girlfriend?”

“Is the mayor fighting every urge he has to behave himself at this very moment, Daphne? Yes.”

I snickered. “Okay, to my room, then.”

We climbed the former servant stairs and slipped into my bedroom. I locked the door to ensure some sort of safety. At least Mum wouldn’t walk in, and it wouldn’t scar her. Cal climbed on the bed as I tossed my clothes. By now, he’d already discarded his pants and shirt.

“I don’t have any condoms, and I don’t care,” I admitted. “If you don’t care.”

“And if something goes wrong, willyoucare?”

“I dunno. Do you want our tawdry love child all over the front of theDaily Tribune?” I settled into bed.

“Our love child would beanythingbut tawdry, baby. It would be magnificent. Your eyes?—”

“And your chin? I’d take it,” I giggled.

Cal kissed me again, slowly lowering his hand to caress my breast. He kissed down my torso, sucking my other nipple. I moaned loudly, throwing my head against the pillow. My hips lifted towards him. As he continued to suck my nipple like it was his entire fucking job, he slid his right hand between my legs and slowly, delicately brushed his pointer finger over my pussy until I let out a glorious growl.

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