In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 384

Amelia blinked awake slowly, her body warm and heavy with sleep. For a moment, she simply lay there, letting her mind drift between dreams and wakefulness.

Then she became aware of a sensation… warm hands cupping her breasts through the thin silk of her nightgown. Niko. His touch was gentle, almost reverent, as his thumbs traced lazy circles around her nipples.

She kept her eyes closed, savoring the feeling. This wasn't about making a baby. After the stress and fear of Alexei's kidnapping, this was something else entirely… the first time he had touched her not because it was the right time.

"I know you're awake," Niko murmured, his voice husky, rich with sleep and desire. His lips brushed against her neck as he spoke, sending a delicious shiver down her spine.

Amelia smiled, still not opening her eyes. "Mmm… am I?"

His low chuckle vibrated against her skin as he pressed closer, the solid warmth of his bare chest against her back. One hand slid down her stomach, fingers splayed possessively over the silk covering her abdomen.

"Definitely awake," he confirmed, nipping gently at her earlobe. "Your breathing changed."

She turned in his arms, finally opening her eyes to meet his dark gaze. The intensity there made her breath catch.

"Hi," she whispered, reaching up to touch his face.

"Hi," he replied, turning to press a kiss against her palm.

Niko's hand slid up to cup her cheek, his thumb lightly tracing the curve of her lower lip. "I couldn't sleep," he admitted. "Every time I closed my eyes, I kept thinking about what could have happened to Alexei."

"But he's safe," Amelia reminded him, her fingers threading through his dark hair. "They both are," she thought, because the kidnapping hadn’t just been about Alexei.

"I know." His eyes darkened.

"Then be happy—" she began, but he silenced her with a kiss—deep and demanding, not tentative or careful. His tongue swept into her mouth, claiming her with a hunger that had been absent from their lovemaking for too long. This wasn't the methodical intimacy of trying to create a child; this was desire in its purest form.

Amelia responded instantly, her body arching against his as her hands clutched at his shoulders. The silk of her nightgown slid against her sensitized skin, creating a delicious friction where their bodies pressed together.

"I want you," Niko breathed against her mouth, his hand sliding down to grasp her hip. "Not because it's the right day or because we should keep trying. I just want you, Amelia."

The simple declaration sent heat pooling between her thighs. "I want you too," she whispered. "I've missed this. I've missed us."

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