Tempted Heir (The Heirs 7)

Smiling, I dart around him as he continues to take off his clothes.

Climbing on the bed, I hear Christopher groan, and as I turn onto my butt and lie down, he kicks off his pants. He crawls up my body, and then he lowers his head to my stomach. “Spread your legs.”

Holy shit, I love this dominant side of him.

I open my legs, and then his mouth latches onto my clit. “Oh God,” I whimper as an intense feeling spreads through my entire body. Christopher’s teeth and tongue take turns driving me wild until I lose control over my body and moans drift over my lips.

Chapter 29

CHRISTOPHER

Hearing Dash's orgasm makes it impossible for me to wait for a second longer.

Moving up her body, I take hold of my cock, and rubbing the head over her clit, I lubricate myself before I drive inside her with one hard thrust.

Her breath catches, and then a seductive moan slips over her parted lips.

“Fuck,” I groan as my hips begin to move. My mouth latches onto her nipple, and my teeth tug at the pebbled bud. Her inner muscles clamp around my cock, drawing a deep groan from my chest. “Fuck, Dash.”

I push my arms under her, clamping her to my chest. My mouth crashes against hers, and our tongues stroke against each other, tasting, worshipping, devouring. My thrusts turn slow and deep. I want to savor this moment of finally being inside her again.

Dash’s fingers get lost in my hair at the back of my neck, and when she grows breathless, her hips meeting mine with every thrust, I need to see her face. I raise my upper body and lean on my left arm while my right hand moves down to her ass.

Christ, her ass.

My fingers dig into her skin, and I begin to power into her. Pleasure creeps down my spine, and it makes me thrust harder.

“Christopher,” she moans, need washing over her face.

“Come, Dash. Come for me.” My voice is hoarse as my own orgasm builds.

I watch her features tighten, and then her body pushes up against mine. “So fucking beautiful,” I groan.

My cock begins to jerk, and then my jaw clenches as pleasure tears through me. Dash begins to shudder beneath me, and I keep thrusting inside her.

Her mouth opens on a silent scream as her own orgasm hits.

When she slumps back against the covers, I slow down, savoring the last of my own pleasure. Lifting myself higher, I glance down and watch as I slide in and out of her.

“Look at where we’re joined, Dash,” I murmur. She lifts her head and lowers her eyes. “This is when I feel complete. When I’m inside you.”

Her gaze lifts to mine as a tear escapes her eye and her voice sounds strangled as she says, “I love you, Christopher. Only you.”

My mouth claims hers as I still inside her, the last crack in my heart healing because it feels like I have my Dash back. All of her. The strong. The broken. Everything that makes her the only woman I’ll ever love.

DASH

You can do this.

Lifting my chin, I step off the elevator and walk toward my office. When I reach my desk, Christopher grabs hold of my arm and yanking me against his chest, his hand drops to my butt.

“You look totally fuckable today. I’m not going to get any work done,” he grumbles.

Pushing up on my tiptoes, I press a kiss to his mouth. “You’re going to have to try because Danny is heading this way.”

He lets out a groan, and letting go of me, he turns to face his sister.

Danny grins at me. “Welcome back.”

“Thanks.”

She slaps a folder against Christopher’s chest. “Here are a couple of ideas for new business. Get to work.”

“Slave driver,” he mutters as he walks to his office.

Danny’s gaze drifts over me. “Are you okay with being back?”

I nod. “I can’t sit at home. I’d lose my mind.”

She lets out a chuckle. “Good, because I missed you.”

I wait for her to leave, and opening the drawer, I drop my handbag inside. I sit down behind my desk and glance around my office.

This is the final step I needed. I’m not entirely healed, and I really think some of the scars will never fade… not completely. But the memories have become tolerable.

I turn on my computer and then get to work.

An hour later, I hear, “Would you look at that pretty face.”

My head snaps up, and seeing Dorris, I get up and rush around my desk. We hug as she says, “I missed you.”

“I missed you too.” I smile as I pull back. “Thank you for the flowers you sent.”

“You’re welcome.” Her eyes sharpen on me. “I wanted to visit, but Danny said you were at your parents’ place recovering from the car accident.”

That’s the excuse my family came up with, and it looks like everyone believes it. “Yeah, but I’m much better now. Good as new.”