Page 26 of The CEO

King moaned from beside me, tightening his arm around my waist. His voice was full of gravel and oh so sexy from misuse. “Go back to sleep. It’s too early.” He nuzzled his nose into the back of my neck. Even though it felt wonderful, it also increased my body temperature. I swear I could feel beads of sweat pop up all along my back. “Trust me, the dogs won’t let us sleep in too late. By the way, when did Orvy break in?”

I wasn’t used to cuddling, and in the past, I’d thought I wasn’t missing anything, but I couldn’t bear to break from King’s hold no matter how hot I was. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. Maybe that’s where Orvy got his need to cuddle from. I thought I’d wake up to King fleeing my bed or already alone, but he’d stayed with me, wrapped around me the entirenight. Freeing my foot from our entangled legs, I inched it past Orvy’s big body on the other side of me and out of the blankets to get some fresh air in an attempt to cool down.

“I’m not sure, but I know I didn’t let him in. Did you?”

King’s arms tightened around me as he laughed into the nape of my neck. “Obviously not.”

“If you didn’t let him in and I didn’t… I think he’s figured out how to get in.”

“I probably forgot to lock the door. He hates sleeping by himself and is desperate enough.” Resting his cheek on my shoulder, he huffed out. “No more talking. Sleep.”

I’d try, but sleeping with these two was like being in a furnace. A very soft and lovable furnace, but a furnace, nonetheless. One that I knew I shouldn’t get used to.

Cuttingup some fruit for my breakfast, I yelped and almost cut my finger when Sarah nudged my hip and then trotted off with her nose in the air. I guess King was back with the dogs.

“Woman, you are dangerous to sleep with.” King chuckled from behind me. “I literally had to pin you down so I wouldn’t get elbowed or smacked in the face.” So he had willingly stayed the night. That was good to know. He could have easily left after the first jab.

“I’m sorry. I should have warned you, but I thought…” I bit my bottom lip from telling him I thought he was a love ’em and leave ’em kind of guy.

“Finish what you were going to say, Ms. Wang.”

Ms. Wang.

Was he back to being my boss? This was definitely going to make things awkward at the office.

Tipping my chin up, I turned to face him. “I thought you’d leave.”

“You’d be right. Usually I do.” He shrugged.

Why’d he call me out on it if it was his typical behavior? I guess he was back to being his usually cocky self.

He poured himself a cup of coffee from his crazy coffee maker I hadn’t even bothered to touch while he was gone. “Tonight, we’ll sleep in my bed. I’ve got my blinds on a timer and they open extra late on the weekends.” I bit my bottom lip again. “What?” he growled, annoyed.

“There’s no tonight. Now that you’re home, I’m not really needed here. So, I was planning to stay at a hotel until I find a new place, which has proved to be more difficult than I thought it would be.” Mostly because I hadn’t even started to look.

“Stay here until you find a place,” he said nonchalantly. “I have to go out of town for multiple business meetings and you can watch the dogs.”

“You still want me to watch them?” Was he desperate? He had to be because just yesterday I’d lost one of his dogs.

“Why not? You know what to do and I’ll need someone who knows them.” He sipped his coffee, giving me a one shoulder shrug.

Who was this man and what had he done with my boss?

“Why don’t you want me to leave? I’ll probably end up killing or losing one of your dogs if I’m left with them again. You can find better than me.”

Placing his coffee on the counter, King stalked toward me and put his hands on either side of me, boxing me in. I strained to look up as he looked down. Our height difference was comical, especially when I was without my heels, but somehow it worked extremely well for us in bed. King seemed to be thinkingsomething along those lines. He picked me up and placed me on the counter, spreading my legs wide to stand between them. “I don’t think I’ll find anyone better than you. I like you and my dogs like you, and I have a feeling you like us too.” His large hands cradled my hips as he smiled down at me. I watched his perfectly pink, kissable lips form each word wanting to trap them between my teeth. “I like how small you are, shorty, and how sexy you look on my countertop. I may have to lay you out on top of it and have my wicked way with you.”

“I like the sound of that.” No longer able to hold myself back, I leaned up and sucked King’s bottom lip into my mouth before giving it a nip.

One of King’s hands slid underneath the T-shirt I had slipped on after getting out of bed. He was nice enough to take the dogs out and let me stay behind. “Tell me you’ll stay. Let’s have a fun weekend only getting out of bed to eat and let the dogs out. Maybe we can set the world record for the most orgasms in seventy-two hours.”

I wasn’t sure which I wanted to do more. Roll my eyes or laugh at him and his huge ego. Yes, King was talented, but thinking he could set the record was a little much. Leaning back on my elbows, I smiled up at him. “Do you know the record number?”

“If you’re willing to try, I’ll look it up so we have a goal to strive for. I’m thinking…” he hummed to himself with a mischievous grin on his uber handsome face, “one hundred orgasms in a weekend.” One finger rubbed my inner thigh driving me wild while the other hand inched up toward my breasts. It was so close yet so far away.

“You’re crazy.” I quirked my head to the side. “Is that a hundred between the two of us or just me? Never mind because either way, I think I’d probably die. Although, death by orgasm doesn’t sound bad.”

King’s hand left from between my legs to grip my hip. “Stop overthinking it. Sex with you was…” He seemed to be unable to find the right word. Had it been bad? No, it couldn’t have been, otherwise, he wouldn’t want to spend the rest of the weekend in bed. Unless he was taking pity on me and thought he needed to teach me a few things. I wasn’t opposed to more amazing sex with King, but I didn’t want it to be a pity fuck either.

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