Mistaken For An Escort: A Forbidden Romance (Forbidden Fantasies Book 24) by S.E. Law

Author:S.E. Law [Law, S.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-26T18:30:00+00:00

8

Angie

Three months later.

“You know, I think I’m starting to grow to love the smell of greasy burgers on you when you come in after a shift,” Pete teases. “On you, I’m pretty sure anything could be a turn on, even Bad Burger.”

Laughing, I smack his chest but I can’t stop smiling. “You know, if you’d give me a chance to take a shower when I get off work before you jump me, then you wouldn’t have to smell the grease in my hair.”

Peter rolls us over so that he’s hovering over my curves and nuzzles my neck, trailing light kisses across my skin. “Now what fun would that be? Besides, after a long day away from you, I need you as soon as you walk through the door. You know that only one thing helps me relax, and that’s this,” he growls, reaching down to cup my pussy.

I smile, moaning under his touch.

“That’s all?” I ask playfully. “I thought there was something else as well.”

In answer, Pete’s hand reaches lower until he’s teasing my bottom hole lightly.

“You’re right,” he growls in my ear. “There’s this too.”

I giggle because the truth is that I love anal now. Peter’s taught me so much about being with a man, and I adore every moment of his lessons. It started with some playful fun using the golden lasso, but soon it extended to all sorts of naughty toys, and now I can say that my man and I leave no stone untouched. He strokes me anywhere he likes, and I moan to the high heavens while screaming his name.

“You’re insatiable,” I giggle again.

“Yeah, but you love it,” he growls.

I titter when he nips my chin with his teeth. He’s right. I do love every second of being with him, and since our first date in Atlantic City, we’ve rarely been apart. In fact, Grams probably thinks I’ve moved out without telling her because I’m so rarely at home anymore. Most nights, I’m mewling and crying in Peter’s arms, enjoying the man’s attentions.

Plus, it works out because our schedules are compatible. I’m at Bad Burger during the day while he leaves for work in either Manhattan or Atlantic City. As his own boss, he gets to decide where he needs to be for the day. But even when he has to commute, Peter always comes home in the evening before sharing a dinner with me and making love into the wee hours of the night.

But now, we need to get going. I push him off me and roll out of bed quickly before my man can get me underneath him again. He lets his hand fall defeated to the bed and growls, “You’re always leaving me.”

“Ha,” I laugh. “No, I’m not. I’m just going to grab a shower and wash the grease out of my hair. You’re the one who needs to get going.” I point to the clock beside the bed. “Don’t you have a meeting this morning?”

He throws the covers off, rolling out of bed before stalking over to where I stand.

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