In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 307

When Keira awoke, she didn’t open her eyes straight away. She registered the warmth enveloping her. Alexei was still with her.

She enjoyed the steady rise and fall of a chest beneath her cheek, the rhythm that was comforting. She loved the scent of him…

Her eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the soft morning light filtering through the balcony doors that he must have left open. She was sprawled across Alexei's chest, her leg hitched over his, their bodies entwined in an intimate embrace. Safe. She felt utterly safe.

Memories of the nightmare flickered at the edges of her consciousness, but after Alexei had settled in bed with her it hadn't come back… it therefore held no power now, not with Alexei's arms around her.

She shifted slightly, tilting her head to look at him. His eyes were closed, dark lashes fanning against his cheeks, his jaw relaxed in sleep. For a moment, she simply watched him.

Alexei's eyes opened, those deep blue depths meeting hers with a softness that made her breath catch.

His hand stroked down her back, a gentle caress that sent shivers skating over her skin. "Morning," he murmured, his voice a low rumble beneath her ear.

"Morning," she whispered back, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw. "Thank you for staying with me."

"Always," he said simply, turning his head to press a soft kiss to her fingertips. "How are you feeling?"

Keira considered the question, taking stock of her emotions. "Better," she admitted. "The nightmare feels distant now. I didn't dream about it again."

His arm tightened around her. "Good. You're safe, Keira. I promise. I will never be so careless with security ever again."

She believed him. She shifted again, her thigh brushing against him, and felt his body respond, hardening against her.

Alexei's eyes darkened, his breath hitching slightly as his gaze dropped to her mouth. "Keira," he whispered.

In answer, she leaned in, her lips brushing against his in a soft, lingering kiss.

He moved her away just enough to reach for the nightstand. "Hold on," he muttered, grabbing a condom he must have left there last night. He quickly rolled it on, then pulled her back down onto him as he slid in.

They both moaned at the sensation.

"God, you feel—" she gasped, her body stretching to accommodate him.

"Perfect," he finished, his hips lifting to meet her. "You feel perfect."

For a moment, they stayed like that, joined intimately. Then Keira began to move, her hips lifting and falling in a slow, steady rhythm that had them both gasping for air.

Alexei's hands roamed her body, touching, teasing, driving her wild with each caress. He sat up, one arm wrapping around her waist, the other hand tangling in her hair as he pulled her kiss that stole her breath.