In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 367

The invitation sent a thrill through her. Amelia let her hands explore the contours of his torso, tracing the definition of his muscles, learning the feel of his skin beneath her touch. When her fingers brushed across his nipple, he inhaled sharply, his own hands tightening on her waist.

Bolder now, she leaned forward to press her lips to his collarbone, tasting the salt of his skin. His response was immediate, a low groan as his head tilted back, giving her better access.

"Your turn," he murmured after a moment, his hands finding the straps of her nightgown. He paused, seeking permission with his eyes.

Amelia nodded, and he slowly slid both straps down her arms. The nightgown slid down her body before it pooled at her feet, leaving her in nothing but simple lace panties.

Niko's sharp intake of breath was gratifying. His eyes traveled over her body with unmistakable appreciation. "You are even more beautiful than I imagined," he said hoarsely.

She should have felt exposed, vulnerable, but instead, she felt powerful under his heated gaze. "You've imagined this?" she asked.

"Of course," he admitted. "Though reality far exceeds any fantasy."

His honesty touched her deeply. "Show me," she whispered.

His hands cradled her face as he kissed her again, slower this time, deeper. Then they were moving, his mouth tracing a path down her throat to the curve of her breast. When his lips closed around her nipple, Amelia gasped, her fingers threading through his hair to hold him closer.

Niko took his time, lavishing attention on her breasts until she was trembling, soft sounds escaping her throat. His hands skimmed down her sides, over her hips, drawing her against him so she could feel his arousal through the thin silk of his pajamas.

"Bed," she managed, tugging him toward it.

He followed willingly, pausing only to shed his own remaining clothing before joining her on the mattress. Amelia's eyes widened slightly at the sight of him fully naked, all lean muscle and evident desire… How?

"We'll go slowly," he promised, seeming to read her momentary hesitation.

He kept his word, taking his time as he explored her body with hands and mouth, building her pleasure gradually. When his fingers slipped beneath the lace of her panties, finding her already wet for him, he ran his fingers through her folds before removing his hand from her panties.

"May I?" he asked, hooking his fingers in the waistband.

At her nod, he drew them down her legs, leaving her completely bare before him. For a moment, he simply looked at her, reverence clear in his expression.

"So pretty," he murmured, before lowering his head to press a kiss to the inside of her thigh.

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