“I care about Samantha a lot. She’s a wonderful little girl. I’m glad that I get the chance to be around her,” Leila answered, honestly.
Clayton moved closer to her until he was in her personal space again and this time she didn’t move. She tried to deny it, but she loved feeling the sexual magnetism that made him so self-confident and sexy. He was truly unlike any other man she had ever met.
Men back in her home town didn’t act the way Clayton did. It was like he always had a swagger to his step and wasn’t afraid of speaking his mind. All of those qualities turned her on more, making her desire for him even stronger.
“How do you feel about her lonely father?” Clayton pulled her against his warm solid body as his dark blue eyes held hers captive. “Are you glad about the times we get to spend alone with each other? I know that I look forward to our little meetings.”
She had to fight the overwhelming need to kiss Clayton the way she wanted to. He was teasing her on purpose trying to see how far he could push her. “I like being around her lonely father, but I’m sure he could call someone up and he wouldn’t be alone anymore.”
“What if I wanted to call you?” Clayton asked as he ran his fingers down her arm sending tingling sensations throughout her body. “Would you take my call? How about we go out on a date?”
Leila was momentarily stunned at Clayton’s suggestion. She wasn’t sure how to take it. Was he serious or just teasing her like he liked to do sometimes when they were alone? Things might get a bit sticky if she actually went out on a date with her boss. She never thought she would be the type of woman to mix business with pleasure.
“Should I take your silence as a no?” Clayton whispered as he brushed his lips against her cheek. “I know that we’d have a lot of fun together. Come on...we both have been working hard and I would love to take you out. I know that Tony would be glad to watch Sam for a couple of hours.”
Leila started to turn down the dinner, but was surprised by the words that came out of her mouth instead. “Sure. I would love to go out to dinner with you.” Why did she think she would ever be able to turn down Clayton? She was powerless when it came to his charisma.
Clayton’s warm firm lips brushed against hers as he spoke. “Thank you.”
Moving back, she smiled up at him enjoying the longing look in his beautiful eyes. “You’re welcome. I better go upstairs and pick out something to wear.” She turned to move away, but Clayton wrapped his hand around her upper arm and tugged her back to him.
“Not quite...yet.”
His lips recaptured hers, more demanding this time as his tongue eased back her lips licking at her tongue before drawing it back into his mouth. Standing on tiptoes, Leila wrapped her arms around Clayton’s neck and got lost in the kiss. She didn’t know how long they’d been kissing before Clayton gently shoved her back from his body.
“If we don’t stop now; it will be harder for me to stop at all,” he whispered by the corner of her mouth. “How about you head upstairs? I need to go for a long walk or I’m not going to be able to think about anything else tonight but finding a way to get you into my bed.”
“Are you sure?” Taking her fingertips, she traced them across Clayton’s full bottom lip liking how his big body shivered under her touch.
Strong hands grabbed her by the waist as Clayton jerked her back to his body and the hard erection that was impossible for him to hide. “Do you feel that?” he asked as he thrust his hips against her. “Unless you’re ready for me to toss you over my shoulder and carry you to my bed, you better leave while you can, sweetheart.”
“Okay. I’m going,” Leila said as she eased away from Clayton. She knew better than to tease him like that, but she couldn’t help it. Every time she was with him he brought the bad girl out of her. “What should I pick out to wear?”
“Something sexy,” Clayton told her as he walked past her and strolled towards the door. “I’ll make our reservations for seven o’clock.”
Leila stood in the middle of the floor and watched as Clayton left the room. She couldn’t believe that a man as fine as her boss was still single. She loved that he wanted to take her out on a date, but she wasn’t going to read more into the situation than might be going on. Yes, Clayton was attracted to her, but that didn’t mean he was thinking about building a future. She was just going to enjoy the moments she got to spend with him.
Chapter Twenty-Two
“Have I told you how stunning you look in that outfit?” Clayton asked Leila as he stared at her from across the table.
He still couldn’t believe how gorgeous his date truly was. Sure, Leila always looked nice and stylish when she was working at the ranch. However, she was downright breathtaking tonight in the black strapless jumpsuit that showed off her shoulders and perfect breasts. She had pinned up her black hair only leaving one piece out to rest against her smooth brown cheek. With the way Leila looked tonight food was the last thing on his mind; he was dying to ask her to dance so he could get her into his arms.
“Thank you.” She smiled looking at him above her menu. “You look very handsome in your suit. I don’t think I’ve seen you in anything but plaid shirts and jeans since I started working for you.”
“Don’t you like me in my work clothes?” Clayton asked as he took the menu from Leila and placed it on the table between them.
“No, you look good in them especially the jeans. I have to admit that I caught myself staring at your ass more than once.”
Pride filled Clayton’s chest at Leila’s confession. It was good to know the attraction wasn’t one-sided. He usually didn’t care if a woman found him sexy or not, but he got a little excited knowing that Leila did.
Damn...he couldn’t believe how much he was drawn to the girl in front of him. She had no idea how much he thought about her when he was in his big, empty bed at night. He had caught himself a couple of times as he was about to leave his bed and go to hers. He was pretty sure that Leila wouldn’t be too fond of getting an unexpected visitor in the middle of the night.
“Thanks for the compliment.” Clayton smiled wondering how much longer he could wait before he kissed Leila’s full lips. He was slowly losing the ability to resist the pull she had on him.
Most of the time he was too focused on his business and taking care of his little girl to allow a woman to enter his mind for more than a couple of months, however, Leila was becoming an obsession he hadn’t been prepared for. She was funny, sweet, caring and had a way of making him feel emotions that he had tossed aside years ago.
He liked how she made him feel and he didn’t want to lose the spark she had given his life again without even trying. God, he hadn’t even made love to her yet and she was already taking him to places that he had never been before.
“Hey, what has you so deep in thought?” Leila asked reaching across the table and touching the back of his hand.
Turning her small hand over, Clayton linked their fingers together liking the contrast in their skin colors. “I was just thinking. I didn’t mean to zone out on you like that.”
“Not a problem. I don’t need you talking to me every minute. Sometimes silence is a good thing. I’m not fond of people who talk only to fill the awkward silence.”
Damn, this woman was a keeper and he was going to make sure he did just that. He wasn’t about to let Leila go for anything in the world. He had to work slowly, but he would find a way to make her his permanently.
“How about we order some food and then after dinner maybe we can go dancing?” Clayton suggested as he let go of Leila’s hand.
Leila grinned mischievously as she reached for her menu in front of her. “Do you think you can keep up with me on the dance floor? I might show some moves that you haven’t seen before, Mr. Moore.”
“You might out move me on the dance floor,” Clayton readily agreed, “but I’m positive that the moves I know in the bedroom will make up for it. Would you like for me to show you later on tonight how good I am whe
n I’m lying down?”
An excited spark suddenly appeared in Leila’s eyes before she quickly shook her head. “No, I think dinner and dancing will be enough for us tonight.”
“Fine, but if you change your mind just let me know. Don’t forget that Sam’s grandparents came and got her for the weekend before we left for dinner. So we have the ranch to ourselves. I’ll be more than happy to spend the weekend in bed making love to you.”
“Clayton, you’ve a one track mind.” Leila laughed.
He was glad that Leila wasn’t getting upset by his flirting, but he hoped that she understood he was dead serious about making love to her. It was going to happen soon. He would make sure of it.
“Yes, when it comes to something I want I tend to be that away.” Clayton held Leila’s eyes for a moment and then looked back down at the menu in his hands wondering if he should order the steak or fish.
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The sounds of the latest pop hit blared around Clayton as he stood still while Leila moved her body around him on the dance floor. He hadn’t heard the song, but he couldn’t take his eyes off how her perky breasts moved underneath the jumpsuit she was wearing. The first time he noticed it he was hard in seconds and had stayed that away ever since. This was a bad idea on his part. His body was already burning to be with Leila and her moving around the way she was didn’t help his problem at all.
“Are you having fun?” Leila asked as she wrapped her arms around his neck and brushed her hips against his.
Placing his hands on her waist, he held her lower body to his and thrust making sure she felt how hard his cock was. He didn’t ever remember being this hard not even when he was a teenager and dreamt about getting with the head cheerleader at his high school
“No, I’m hurting like hell with no way to relieve it,” Clayton complained as his hands moved down to cup Leila’s tight ass. “Baby, you’re killing me dancing around like that.”
“I’m sorry. How about we head home?” Leila tried to move out of his arms as a slow song came on, but Clayton pressed her body back to his.
“No, I’m not ready to leave. Just dance with me,” he whispered at the side of her temple. “I like having you in my arms. It feels...right.”
For the next hour, Clayton stayed out on the dance floor with Leila getting lost in the power of being with her. He couldn’t get over how much he had loved his date with Leila tonight. It had turned out to be romantic, seductive and a lot more intimate than he could ever imagine for a first date.
At that moment, he made a decision. He was going to make love to Leila before Sam came back home. The sexual tension between them was too strong to be put off any longer.
Chapter Twenty-Three
After their fantastic date, Leila kicked off her high heels and relaxed on the couch in the study. She watched as Clayton removed his tie and jacket tossing them into a nearby chair. She was so happy that she didn’t want this night to end. Clayton had been charming and wonderful to be around tonight. He was so different than the serious man she usually saw working around here.
“Would you like something to drink?” Clayton asked as he made his way over to a small bar in the corner of the room.
“No, thank you. I’m fine.”
Leila waited while Clayton fixed himself a drink and then made his way back over to her. Sitting down next to her, he took a sip of the bourbon and then placed the glass down on the table in front of him.
“I had a really good time tonight,” Clayton said as he laid his arm along the back of the couch. “I forgot how good it felt to be in the company of a beautiful woman.”
Leila couldn’t help but smile at the compliment. Clayton sure knew how to make a woman feel good about herself.
“I enjoyed tonight too with my handsome date. You were different than you usually are,” she admitted.
Clayton slid closer to her and ran his finger across her bare shoulder. Leila tried to block out the sensations that his touch had racing throughout her body. It was already hard for her to focus on their conversation when all she wanted to do was kiss him.
“How was I different?”
“When you’re here and you’re working, I get a distant vibe from you like you really don’t want to be bothered by anyone unless it’s very important.”
“Is that why you don’t come around me as much as I would like?” Clayton slipped his hand behind her neck and gently tugged her across the seat to him. “Have I not made it clear enough that I’m attracted to you and want to take things further?”
“Yes, you have,” Leila answered. “But maybe we shouldn’t. I love working here and I’ve grown close to Samantha. I would hate for any of that to change.”
“I can promise you nothing will change if we move our relationship to the next level. Don’t you want to be able to kiss me anytime you want?” Clayton tightened his grip on her neck as his lowered his mouth to hers.
Leila tried to move her head, but she wasn’t quick enough. Clayton’s tongue licked at her bottom lip before slipping inside. Her traitorous body burned with unbelievable pleasure as Clayton lifted her up and made her straddle his thick thighs.
Her body tingled with warmth as she felt Clayton’s hard cock between her legs. In the back of her mind, Leila knew that she should be putting up more of a fight, but she was too far gone. Clayton had found a way to sneak into her soul and she didn’t know if she would ever be able to get him out.
Clayton suddenly stood up from the couch shocking her. “What are you doing?” Leila gasped as he swung her up in his arms.
“I’m not about to make love to you downstairs on the leather couch. I want you on my king-sized bed upstairs,” Clayton told her as he left the room and took the stairs two at a time.
One minute Leila was downstairs and then in the next she was upstairs with him above her. “You’re so damn beautiful,” he murmured as he pulled down her top exposing her breasts to the air conditioned room.
“So perky and firm just teasing me to sample a taste,” he whispered. Clayton captured one swollen nipple between his lips and sucked.
Leila ran her fingers through Clayton’s thick hair and arched her back, pushing more of her nipple into his warm mouth. She knew that she was done fighting for now. She would deal with the consequences later. Right now, her body only wanted one thing and that was Clayton. A rush of moisture pooled between her thighs and the need to make love was driving her crazy.
She wondered why Clayton was still teasing her like this when she was more than ready to get hot and sweaty with his big, sexy body. He licked and lavished her swollen nipple until he got his fill and moved to the next one.
She moaned helplessly as her head moved back and forth on the mattress. Clayton knew what she craved and he still wasn’t giving it to her. Leila wiggled and moved her body underneath Clayton’s hoping to give him a silent hint of what her body needed.
Desire coursed through every single vein in her body. Slowly, Clayton raised his head and locked eyes with her.
“Are you ready to admit it?”
“Admit what?” she asked.
“That you want me as much as I want to possess this beautiful body of yours.”
Leila moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue. She knew once she admitted this, there would be no going back...and at the moment she didn’t give a damn!
“I want you so badly that I can’t think straight.” There she said it. Now, maybe Clayton would get down to business and take care of her body the way she’d wanted him to.
“Finally!” Clayton growled before he removed the rest of her clothing. “You’re so fucking stunning.” He ran his hands over her breasts and down her body like he couldn’t believe she was actually in front of him.
Chapter Twenty-Four
“Should we be doing this?” Leila asked trying one last time to use common sense despite the fact she was already naked in front of Clayton.
Dark blue eyes narrowed into slits as Clayton leaned over her body
engulfing her in his unique scent. “Yes, we should be doing this and you know it.” He pressed a quick kiss to her mouth before rising back up.
Leila watched as Clayton quickly stripped out of the dark gray suit that he had worn on their date until he was standing completely naked in front of her.
A light tan covered his hard muscular body along with a light sprinkle of hair that started below his navel and trailed down his long, powerful thighs. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on his lean waist. The muscles on Clayton’s body made him look fit and sexy as hell.
He had more muscle mass than a swimmer’s body but not quite enough to be a body builder. Even his cock was perfectly formed from the base all the way down to the mushroom shaped tip.
Yeah, Clayton Moore was one good-looking man in her humble opinion.
“You look so good,” she whispered.
Clayton chuckled as his hands spread her legs apart and he eased between them. “Baby, I believe I should be the one giving you that compliment.”
She sighed as she felt the tip of Clayton’s cock against her. Bending his head, the end of his tongue came out and traced the top of her upper lip then disappeared inside of her waiting mouth. He made love to her mouth like he was a dying man in search of his last meal.
He cupped her bottom and pulled her against him. With one powerful thrust he drove his thick cock deep inside of her wetness.
She had been intimate with only one other guy back in college and he wasn’t anywhere near the size of Clayton. He was so deep inside of her that it felt like the tip of his erection was touching her womb.
“Shit, Leila...Oh, God. You feel so good. I knew that you would.” Clayton clenched his teeth as he pushed deep inside of her. He let out a guttural groan as he sped up his pace making the bed move under them, but Leila was too lost in the sensations of making love to even care now.
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