Page 29 of The CEO

“Ha, ha. You’re so funny. But really none of this is funny. Even if Haider didn’t give me anything, you very well could.”

His laser like green eyes narrowed into slits at me. “Is that what you think of me? That I’m a walking STD?”

“No, of course, I don’t, but I don’t know where you’ve been. You’ve got the reputation of a womanizer. And while you’re great and all, I’m not ready for a baby.”

King sputtered next to me. “A baby?”

“Yes, you do know how babies are made don’t you?” And here I thought he was smart.

King rolled his eyes at me. It looked so foreign on his face. “Yes, I know how babies are made.” I continued to look up at him waiting for him to say more and watched as his eyes widened. His throat bobbed as he swallowed. “Are you not on birth control?”

“Yes, I’m on the pill, but it’s not one hundred percent effective. I would have appreciated if you wouldn’t have blocked me every time I tried to ask you about it. Each time you touched me, my body betrayed me, and I forgot all about being safe. Now that you’ve dumped your cum in me half a dozen times, I thought it would be smart for us to have the talk.”

King rolled over until he was hovering over me, looking me in the eyes with his laser like focus. “Contrary to what others say, I don’t sleep around. When I was younger, I can admit I was a bit of a womanizer, but that got old when the women I slept with wanted more.” I wanted to ask what more they wanted, and it must have shown because King answered my unspoken question after letting out a frustrated breath. “Either they wanted more attention than I was willing to give, which wasn’t much, I’ll be honest, or they wanted me to spend money on them for fucking them. I don’t play that way. The worst were the ones who used me to get ahead any way they could. They weren’t worth thehassle. You know the hours I work.” He gave a half shrug. “It’s easier all the way around for me to use my hand.”

King smirked down at me. I wasn’t sure what to think. It seemed unfathomable that he jacked off instead of using any number of women at his disposal. I believed him though. What I wasn’t sure of was if I was there because I was convenient and he was tired of using his hand or if he liked me. I hated being insecure like that, but I was thanks to my ex. I felt as if I couldn’t trust my instincts about men. I didn’t want to be wrong about another one. King had to know I wasn’t using him. No one could know that I fucked my boss for a weekend. Which was all it ever could be. Just one glorious weekend with orgasms galore.

“If it makes you feel better, I’ve used protection with every woman I’ve ever been with.”

Now it was my turn for my eyes to narrow. “Are you only saying that to make me feel better or are you telling the truth?”

“One thing you’ll learn about me is that I always tell the truth. Even if it will hurt your feelings, I always tell it like it is. I don’t like liars.”

“Neither do I.”

“Good, now you know I’ll never lie to you and I expect you’ll never lie to me.” King was back to being the man I was used to at the office. He was commanding and serious.

“I won’t. I promise,” I vowed softly as I looked up at him.

“Good.” He nodded down at me before he stood. King’s mouth was downturned, our moment ruined. “Get some sleep.”

I watched him walk away, his toned ass flexing with every step. Even dead tired and fully sated, seeing King naked before me had me wanting him again. Everything about him was all male and perfect. In a way, it made me sad thinking King probably thought he had to be perfect at all times, no matter the circumstances. Yes, I was reaping the rewards, but I also wanted to see his flaws. Inside and out. I wanted him to let his guarddown and just be King. The man who had the face of a sweet, gorgeous boy and not the guarded man moving away from me.

I must have fallen asleep while thinking about the King he showed everyone because the next time I blinked my eyes open it was dark in the room and the man himself was spooned up behind me with his arm draped around my waist and his hand cupping my breast.

Slowly turning in his arms so I didn’t wake him up, I stopped when I was face-to-face with King. I was shocked to see how young and peaceful he looked while asleep. His long lashes fanned out across his cheeks and his lips were slightly parted letting out little puffs of air. I wanted to trace my finger over his straight nose and high cheekbones, but I held myself back, so I didn’t wake him. Kingston may have acted as if he wasn’t tired, but it was obvious he’d been more worn out than either of us had thought.

My eyes trailed to his messy blond hair that hung over his forehead, stopping back over his angelic face, and then down over to the bronzed skin of his torso. King had a light smattering of hair on his chest and stomach that I wanted to run my finger through. Everything about him had me falling under his spell. I couldn’t let myself turn into a lovesick fool and I knew I most certainly shouldn’t have had sex with him. Maybe I should have packed my stuff and got the hell out of there before he woke up. I could have sucked it up and stayed with my dad and Lao Lao until I found a place. What I really needed to do was tell him that I knew his family.

“I can feel you staring at me,” King grumbled.

My cheeks flushed with embarrassment. I’d been so lost in my own thoughts, I hadn’t noticed him wake up. “Sorry, I was trying to figure out what to do.”

“To do about what?” His left eye opened to peek out at me before he closed it again.

“Pack up and leave or?—”

King’s eyes flashed open. “What do you mean, leave? I thought we were having a fun weekend.”

“We are or were, but we aren’t being smart. I’m having sex with my boss and the more I’m around you the more… I don’t know. I guess the more I like you. You’re likable most of the time and I don’t want to get fired or hate you when this all turns to shit.” I blurted the last part out in a fast breath.

“Why do you think it will all turn to shit? I’m not going to fire you, Pria.” He blew out a frustrated breath. “We’re both adults and can handle anything bad that may come and act amicably, don’t you think?”

“I agree, but I’m not sure if I can keep myself from feeling things for you. You have heartbreak written all over you and I just got out of a serious relationship.”

“Okay, slow down. I’m not going to break your heart and I’m well aware of when your last relationship ended. How about we make a deal? If you start to feel things that you don’t want to feel, we stop having sex even if you haven’t found a place to stay. Things will go back to usual and you’ll still have your job.”

“How do you have all the answers? Aren’t you worried I’ll turn into some crazy stalker and steal your dogs?”

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