Bound to her Fake Fiancé Boss: A Fun Sexy Feel Good Billionaire Office Romance by Hayson Manning

Author:Hayson Manning [Manning, Hayson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Innes Field LLC
Published: 2021-02-27T16:00:00+00:00

I’d be insane not to allow myself the pleasure of Jason’s body and his extremely skilled mouth. He tastes like sin, and I’m a dirty, depraved sinner. And the kicker is, I insisted we’re going to have a honeymoon for three days where there is no work. That’s the most I could move his schedule.

The last had been a tough one. Jason hasn’t been on holiday since he left boarding school and those mandatory breaks with his friends. He’d balked, but I could not be moved, so he’d agreed reluctantly. No honeymoon, no wedding.

The reason I’m doing this? A massive chunk of my heart cracked when he sat with me in his arms, ashen, tears falling down his face and shaking. If I can do something for him, I will. I want to do this for him. Give him some happy times, beautiful memories. Get him to unwind and relax.

I’m shaken out of my brain when Terry utters, “You may kiss the bride.” A warm hand cups my face, and Jason lowers his mouth to mine and pulls me to him. I melt against his sinful touch, pooling against his rock-hard body. He dominates my mouth with his skilled tongue and scorching lips. I breathe him in and let his scent invade all my organs.

He is tortured, beautiful and vulnerable.

And mine.

The side I witnessed talking about his family is the reason I’m here today.

He growls into my mouth, fisting my flat-ironed hair. I moan into his.

A throat clearing pulls us apart, both of us panting. I’m fisting his jacket, braced for impact. Jason turns to Terry, who is staring at us with wide eyes that match Cynthia’s. Angus is studying his now fascinating shoes. I think the tips of my ears are on fire. We were basically making out like horny teens on the prom stage.

Jason rests his forehead against mine and grins.

“Can’t wait to get to the honeymoon.” His voice, low and gravelly, fires up the lady parts.

I shouldn’t be thinking about honeymoon sex right now in front of his grandmother, but one look at his possessive, dominating, sexy look, I press my knees together.

Speaking of honeymoon sex, I pull back his cuff and check his vintage Rolex. We’d better get going. Jason didn’t care where we went and didn’t want in on the details, just threw his credit card at me.

Alrighty then. Hawaii, here we come. I have booked an insanely expensive villa in Kona. My finger hovered over the submit button for what felt like a year. It’s an indecent amount of money, but for my plan to make happy memories for Jason, I need privacy (but couldn’t bring myself to book a dungeon). I also need sunshine. I’ve discovered I’m a summer girl. Biting winds, snow (although catching snowflakes on his balcony was cool, especially being enveloped in Jason’s jacket with his spicy, outdoor man-scent), and crunching ice-wearing wet Converse is not my thing. This trip is also for Jamaica, who always wanted to visit Hawaii, and so do I.

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