The Billionaire's Assistant (Contemporary BWWM Interracial Romance) (The Billionaire's Proposition Book 1) by Rose Francis
Authors: Rose Francis
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boundaries are not in place here—it’s all very confusing and it’s unfair to me as your subordinate.”
For some reason, the word wounded him. He didn’t think of her that way at all, no matter how technically correct it was.
“Look, I just came here to work for you,” she continued, “not to be some easy notch on your belt, and I don’t understand why you’d even prey on me when you have so many women like Susan who’d be glad to be on your arm and available all the time.”
“Because I don’t want any of them, Naomi—I want you.”
She let out a dry chuckle.
“Oh boy—player extraordinaire dropping the most basic lines on his most basic intended catch…”
“Please stop talking about yourself like that, Naomi.”
“But it’s true, isn’t it? I bet Susan has, like, four degrees. I bet she knows all about which fork to use and when—if she even eats.”
Kevin had to hold in a laugh.
Susan was thin, but my god, she wasn’t that thin.
“I bet she…”
Kevin couldn’t help it—he grabbed Naomi to him before she could say another word and held her tightly in his arms. Her self-deprecating tone was killing him.
“I don’t want Susan, Naomi,” he said, emphasizing each word. “Is that not clear? I’m no longer with her, and I want nothing to do with her ever again. You, however— you do something to me, Naomi, and I can’t pin it down, but all I want is you; I want you in every way. I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but I’m addicted to looking into those warm brown eyes of yours, I long for the moment your mouth breaks into a smile. I love to hear you talk about your past, your future. I want…”
He stopped, feeling something in his chest start to open alarmingly.
Something was getting out of his control.
He took a few deep breaths.
“I’m not trying to just use you, Naomi, because that would mean hurting you, and I may be unclear on a lot things, but I’m absolutely clear on this—hurting you is the last thing I want to do.”
Her big brown eyes raised to his, glistening with tears, and he lost it—he brought his lips down on hers and started devouring her.
Whatever dam he’d been trying to keep in place burst, and before he knew it, he was lifting her up and transporting her to the bed.
He started in on her neck, his dick hardening more with every gasp and moan that left her as he kissed and tasted her with his tongue, despite the decidedly unsexy pajamas she was wearing.
He couldn’t wait to tear them off of her.
Only when he moved to kiss her lips again did he realize tears were streaming down her face.
“Naomi, what is it?” he said, staring at her, his heart pounding, his cock demanding he continue.
But he ignored them both, focusing intently on the soft, warm beauty beneath him.
He started pulling away a bit in case he was frightening her.
“I understand if you’re not ready, Naomi. I’m not trying to…take you if you’re not. I respect you and any decision you make. I…” I can’t imagine my life without you now, and if I have to wait, I will.
“No, it’s just…more than anything, I want you to continue. I want you so much, it hurts.”
He was surprised his dick didn’t actually rip his pants then, like some obscene Incredible Hulk.
He didn’t doubt he’d take her hard and fast once he got to that point—his control was slipping away from him.
He wanted to sink himself deep inside her, get to know the warm, wet crevice waiting to enclose him.
He wanted to place his lips on every part of her body, but he knew he didn’t have the patience for a slow savoring—not tonight.
Maybe he’d get to suck on her succulent breasts for a bit before…
“Kevin, you must know something,” he heard her say, although it was barely a whisper.
His eyes went to her face.
“I…” Her voice cracked. “I’m a virgin.”
Kevin froze in place for several moments, unsure how to proceed.
He suddenly understood a lot of her hesitance and
For some reason, the word wounded him. He didn’t think of her that way at all, no matter how technically correct it was.
“Look, I just came here to work for you,” she continued, “not to be some easy notch on your belt, and I don’t understand why you’d even prey on me when you have so many women like Susan who’d be glad to be on your arm and available all the time.”
“Because I don’t want any of them, Naomi—I want you.”
She let out a dry chuckle.
“Oh boy—player extraordinaire dropping the most basic lines on his most basic intended catch…”
“Please stop talking about yourself like that, Naomi.”
“But it’s true, isn’t it? I bet Susan has, like, four degrees. I bet she knows all about which fork to use and when—if she even eats.”
Kevin had to hold in a laugh.
Susan was thin, but my god, she wasn’t that thin.
“I bet she…”
Kevin couldn’t help it—he grabbed Naomi to him before she could say another word and held her tightly in his arms. Her self-deprecating tone was killing him.
“I don’t want Susan, Naomi,” he said, emphasizing each word. “Is that not clear? I’m no longer with her, and I want nothing to do with her ever again. You, however— you do something to me, Naomi, and I can’t pin it down, but all I want is you; I want you in every way. I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but I’m addicted to looking into those warm brown eyes of yours, I long for the moment your mouth breaks into a smile. I love to hear you talk about your past, your future. I want…”
He stopped, feeling something in his chest start to open alarmingly.
Something was getting out of his control.
He took a few deep breaths.
“I’m not trying to just use you, Naomi, because that would mean hurting you, and I may be unclear on a lot things, but I’m absolutely clear on this—hurting you is the last thing I want to do.”
Her big brown eyes raised to his, glistening with tears, and he lost it—he brought his lips down on hers and started devouring her.
Whatever dam he’d been trying to keep in place burst, and before he knew it, he was lifting her up and transporting her to the bed.
He started in on her neck, his dick hardening more with every gasp and moan that left her as he kissed and tasted her with his tongue, despite the decidedly unsexy pajamas she was wearing.
He couldn’t wait to tear them off of her.
Only when he moved to kiss her lips again did he realize tears were streaming down her face.
“Naomi, what is it?” he said, staring at her, his heart pounding, his cock demanding he continue.
But he ignored them both, focusing intently on the soft, warm beauty beneath him.
He started pulling away a bit in case he was frightening her.
“I understand if you’re not ready, Naomi. I’m not trying to…take you if you’re not. I respect you and any decision you make. I…” I can’t imagine my life without you now, and if I have to wait, I will.
“No, it’s just…more than anything, I want you to continue. I want you so much, it hurts.”
He was surprised his dick didn’t actually rip his pants then, like some obscene Incredible Hulk.
He didn’t doubt he’d take her hard and fast once he got to that point—his control was slipping away from him.
He wanted to sink himself deep inside her, get to know the warm, wet crevice waiting to enclose him.
He wanted to place his lips on every part of her body, but he knew he didn’t have the patience for a slow savoring—not tonight.
Maybe he’d get to suck on her succulent breasts for a bit before…
“Kevin, you must know something,” he heard her say, although it was barely a whisper.
His eyes went to her face.
“I…” Her voice cracked. “I’m a virgin.”
Kevin froze in place for several moments, unsure how to proceed.
He suddenly understood a lot of her hesitance and
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