Page 98 of Boss of Attraction
I bobbed up and down, sucking with the same amount of pressure as I enjoyed. Judging by how his fingers tightened in my hair, it was a safe bet I was doing just fine. Adding my hand to the mix, I stroked his length that I couldn’t fit into my mouth.
“Sean, I’m going to come,” he panted.
I rubbed him a little faster, and when his salty release hit my tongue, I swallowed it down.
Standing, I pressed my lips to his. “I missed you last night.”
“I missed you too.”
“Come home with me tonight?” I asked as we fixed our clothes.
“Only if we get to do that again.”
“Deal.”
Since Declan had stayedat his apartment the night before, he’d driven to work. Instead of walking home like usual, I climbed into the Escalade with him, and he drove the few blocks to my place.
“You hungry?” I asked as we rode the elevator up to my floor.
“Starving.”
“Jasper made some enchiladas yesterday that I can heat up, or we can order out.”
“Enchiladas sound great,” he replied as we exited the elevator and walked toward my condo.
I unlocked my door. “Let’s grab a quick shower, and then we can eat.”
“Sounds good to me.”
The shower wasn’t quick, but once we were done, we headed to the kitchen, and I pulled out the pan of enchiladas and the beans and rice Jasper had prepared. While those were heating up, I grabbed us a couple of beers.
I handed Declan a bottle and asked, “How was dinner with your mom last night?”
Much to his relief, Tracy had agreed to relocate to Boston, but she’d spent the past two weeks in Pennsylvania tying up some loose ends and helping at the diner while they tried to find her replacement. She had just gotten back into town the day before, and Declan had been with her instead of coming to my place.
“It was good. She seems happy to be here, and we’re going to look at a few apartments this weekend.”
“Do you think Sam would let Tracy stay at your place permanently?”
His brow furrowed. “She loves my mom, but we really don’t have room for a third person.”
“What if you didn’t live there?” I took a sip of my beer.
“I don’t understand.”
“What if you moved in with me?”
His eyes lit up, but then his mouth turned into a frown. “I can’t move in with you just because my mom needs a place to live.”
“That’s not why I’m asking you.” I reached across the island and grabbed his hand. “Having you here makes me happy. I want to wake up in the morning and have your face be the first thing I see. The only reason I’m asking is because I love you, and I want to spend as many moments as I can with you.”
“I love you too.”
“That’s not an answer.” I smirked.
He laughed. “Of course, I’ll move in with you.”
The buzzer for the microwave went off, and I pulled out the food. “Man, I’m going to miss this,” I said as I plated our food.
