Page 56 of Love vs The Ooze Monster!
Mabel instinctively covered herself. Then, she frowned in annoyance that she’d reacted that way and moved her hands to her sides. She blushed, even as she tried to brazen it out. It was the most adorable thing he ever saw in his life.
“Maybe we should turn out the lights.” She suggested, only to instantly shake her head. “No, then I couldn’t see you.” She made a face. “Maybe that would be easier. You’re so handsome that it…” She shook her head, again. “Drat! This is getting hard, all of a sudden.”
Things couldn’t really get much harder, from Boyd’s perspective. He was more aroused than any man had ever been in history. He wasn’t about to traumatize Mabel, though. He tried to think of a way to make her more comfortable. Only one idea came to mind.
“Costumes or not, I still like to play. How about we pretend you’re interviewing me for a job, right here on this desk.” His head shifted, so it was right next to her ear. “Want me to show you why you should hire me, Miss Harrison?”
Mabel went still, like she was thinking. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, you be the boss.” He licked her hammering pulse. “Tell me what to do.”
Mabel’s lips parted, dazzled by the entire concept. “You’ll do what I say?”
“When have Inotdone what you said? I fill the harbor with bodies, but you have total power over me. Again,literallyeveryone in Nevermore Countyknows that, except you.”
“I do know it.” She swallowed. “You can be so dangerous, but you always listen to me. It makes me… hot sometimes.” She whispered the words, as if she was confessing a dirty secret. “How your gaze goes to me, in the middle of a deal. I know all I have to do is nod, and you will shoot everyone there. Just because I want you to. Just that simple.”
Of course he would. “You own me, Mabel.”
When your virgin bride was also a crime lord, you needed to get creative. Mabel was born to take charge. If she was setting the pace, things would get back on track pretty damn quick. He was sure of it. The woman was a tyrant and she was gaining confidence.
Sure enough, her skin flushed pinker, as her arousal grew. “You own me, Boyd. You are the only man I would ever hire as my husband.”
“I want the job.” He assured her in an earnest tone. “Tell me what you like.”
“I like it when you touch my breasts.” She got out all in one breath.
Boyd’s palms instantly covered the soft mounds. “Like that?”
“Uh-huh.” Her eyes shut and she arched into his hands. “It can be a little harder, actually.”
Boyd increased the pressure of his grip, feeling her nipples tighten against his rough flesh. Oh, yeah… he liked this, too. Her responsiveness fed his own desire.
Mabel touched the corner of her lip with her tongue, a small sound leaving her. “Boyd.” She whispered helplessly. “Use your mouth.”
Boyd smirked a bit at the demand. Yep, she was back on board, now.
He lavished her breasts with attention and Mabel positively melted into his hands. Her fingers tangled in his hair, panting for oxygen, as she writhed against him. Every few moments she would come up with some new place for him to touch or kiss, her voice breathless as she learned what she liked.
It was a revelation.
He had touched other women, but none of them had been Mabel. None of them werehiswoman. This was so different, because all of it mattered forever. He wanted to ensure that Mabel had a positive experience the first time they made love and he’d succeeded beyond his wildest dreams. She was demanding and giggling and moaning and touching him back. Everything that had once been on the desktop ended up on the floor. Who cared? Boyd was having the best time of his life. And he was going to explode, if they kept it up. That wasnotwhere this needed to end.
He lifted his head, shifting so he was standing between her legs. “You ready to hire me, yet?”
Gleaming eyes blinked open. “Nope.” She was having fun, too. He could tell.
“No?” He repeated, slanting her a look of mock warning.
“Of course not. Would this have been enough to getmehired, when Iapplied at the warehouse?”
“Doll, if you interviewed half this diligently, I would have handed you the deed to the whole damn building.”
“Well, I’m a very demanding employer.” Mabel sat up and kissed him full on the mouth. “Are you sure you want to work for me?” She breathed against his lips.
His tongue stroked hers, insanely, passionately, sure that there was no place else in the world he wanted to be. “I onlyeverwant to be with you.”
Mabel gave a whimper of longing. “I amsostuck on you, Boyd.” Her hand found his wrist and tugged it downward. Her teeth chewed on her bottom lip, as she pressed his hand against her core. She was soaking wet and burning hot. “I need this.”
