Capturing the Billionaire Professor's Heart: A Torrid, Romantic BWWM Story by Eve Brown

Author:Eve Brown [Brown, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Erotica, African American, United States, Women's Fiction
Amazon: B0124R8792
Publisher: Eve Brown
Published: 2015-07-19T04:00:00+00:00

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CHAPTER SEVEN

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CHAPTER NUMBER SEVEN

Around eight o’clock the next morning, Fredricka cracked her eyes open. At first she frowned in confusion when she realized that she wasn’t in her king-sized bed alone. When she quickly remembered all of the events of the previous night, a smile spread itself across her face.

Since Maxwell was still softly snoring, and the day was not a workday, she rolled out of the bed, careful not to awaken him.

She licked, then pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. He looked so damn sexy laying there — with his five o'clock shadow and tight muscular chest — that she wanted him to take her again.

Then she frowned. The sex between them had been scorching hot. But, now she was beginning to wonder, if it had really been such a good idea to have embarked on a relationship with a man who was her boss.

She padded out of the room and to the bathroom in the hallway. She had a bathroom attached to her bedroom, but she didn't want the noise from her shower to wake Maxwell up.

Right before she could enter the bathroom, she heard her doorbell ring.

She grimaced and quickly made her way to the door. A quick look out the peephole showed Vanessa on her front porch. She deactivated her home alarm and pulled the door open a crack.

Vanessa frowned. “Uh, Fredricka Anderson. Whose big-tail SUV is parked in your driveway, boo?”

It took only a second or two for Vanessa to notice Fredricka's state of semi-dress. Vanessa's hand flew up to her mouth. She grinned. “Your ass got a man up in here....don't you, Girl?”

Fredricka put her finger up to her lips and said, “Shhhhhhh.”

Vanessa giggled but lowered her voice. “Okay, Freddie. I was just coming over to see if you had wanted to hit up the Waffle House with me this morning.” She smiled. “But I can see you have more interesting plans. Call me later. I want details.”

Fredricka nodded her head. “Sure, Vanessa. We'll talk later on today.”

As soon as she’d closed the front door, she jumped. She’d been startled by the solid band of muscle that wrapped around her waist.

Maxwell stood behind her and nuzzled the soft, sensitive skin at the back of her neck using his nose. “Good morning, babe. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

She smiled, then turned around in his arms. “Good morning, yourself.”

He didn’t remove his arms from around her waist. His eyes met hers. “You still okay about us?”

At that she frowned.

He sighed. He’d had a gut feeling that this was going to be her reaction to them being intimate so quickly. But, he’d wanted her so badly that he hadn’t been able to stop himself.

He took a deep breath. Hell, I want her again right now.

She shook her head. “It’s not that I’m not okay with us, per se, Maxwell.

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