In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152

Late That Night

Sutton stood in the doorway of the nursery, barefoot in one of Luca’s old t–shirts, watching Miles sleep.

He hadn’t made a sound since she laid him down after his evening feed. Her sisters had come around to see him… Even Luca’s family had video–called to welcome Miles home. Luca’s father was doing well back home in his beloved Italy. He had told them during the call that he expected to see them in Italy soon for a visit. She had also found out that Nicole was now harmless. She had no money and no friends. It shouldn’t have made Sutton happy, but it did.

She didn’t know how long she stood there. But in the end, he came looking for her. So Sutton was guessing it had been too long.

Luca came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist like he had done earlier, but this time his hands didn’t stop at her stomach. They slid lower, slowly and caressing, until his palms rested at her hips.

“You okay?” he murmured into her neck.

Sutton leaned into him. “More than okay,” she whispered.

His lips grazed her skin. “I’ve been dying to touch you.” His mouth brushed her ear.

Her breath caught. Her blood was already hammering through her veins.

It had been so long. Too long. Between the fall, the hospital–they hadn’t been together like that since before Miles‘ birth. Luca held her every night. But the doctor had only given her the all–clear today that it was safe to have sex. He had told her that if it had just been the C–section, he would have released her weeks ago.

She hadn’t let herself even think about sex. Well, she hadn’t until the last few weeks; waking up in his arms had been hard. Not being able to enjoy it more. Thinking about how much she missed his hands. His mouth. The way he looked at her while he was

inside her.

But now, tonight–after she had finally been cleared–she wanted him. Desperately. She could feel he felt the same way about her; he was already hard, and she could feel his cock against her back.

His fingers flexed against her hips. “I think you’ve spent enough time with our son. I think his father needs some of your special treatment now.”

She turned around slowly until she was facing him in the dim hallway outside the nursery. His hair was tousled. His shirt was open above his tailored pants, telling her he had started to undress while waiting for her in their bedroom. She slowly ran he his hot, hard chest, feeling the ridges and scraping her nails over his tight little nipples.

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His quick intake of breath told her she was getting to him. His eyes–God, the way he looked at her… with so much heat it made her whole body tighten.

“I need you to touch me, Luca,” she whispered.

That was all it took.

He backed her up against the wall just outside the nursery door, careful not to make a sound, one hand threading into her hair

while the other slid under his shirt she had put on to find only bare skin. As his mouth came down on hers. Their kisses had always. been intense. Hot. But this one was different. This one was urgent and more needy than ever

Her hands gripped the hem of his business shirt, tugging it off his shoulders and down his arms. He released one arm at a time so she could pull it off. She pulled it out of his pants, tossing it across the floor.

She needed to feel his skin. He must have felt the same because his hands never stopped moving up her thighs, under her shirt again, across her waist. When his thumb brushed the underside of her breast, she moaned into his mouth. She was naked under his T–shirt.

“Bedroom,” she breathed.

She didn’t have to ask twice. He scooped her into his arms as if she didn’t weigh a thing and carried her through the house. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her mouth at his throat, kissing and biting at his skin. She felt his heartbeat pound beneath her hand, which she still had placed over his heart.

The second he reached their room, he kicked the door closed with his foot.

“Shhh… if you want to get lucky, you can’t make too much noise.”

He set her down gently on the edge of their bed. “My son slept like a trooper at the hospital with its comings and goings. He’ll be fine.”

“You’d better hope so, because I have plans for tonight.” Sutton lifted up to kiss his lips as he leaned onto the bed.

“Take it off,” he growled against her lips.

She pulled his oversized t–shirt off over her head, leaving her completely bare. Luca pulled back for a second, just looking at her.

She flushed. “I know I’m different-”

He growled and crawled onto the bed, pushing her onto her back so he was over the top of her. “You’re mine,” he cut her off, sliding his hands over her hips, her stomach, her thighs. “You’re fucking beautiful, Sutton. Don’t ever question my feelings for you.”

Sutton reached for him, her fingers tugging at his belt. “I need you, Luca, now.” He made her feel beautiful.

His eyes darkened as he watched her fingers work at his pants. He helped her, shucking them off along with his boxers before joining her on the bed again. His body was exactly what she needed – bigger and harder… He made her feel small.

“I’ve missed this so much,” he whispered, trailing kisses down her neck to her collarbone. “I love you.”

She arched beneath him, her body already responding to his touch. Everything felt heightened, more intense after so long apart

this way.

“I love you.” She murmured, “I… I want this so bad, please.”

His hands kept touching her skin as if he was mapping her body to memory, learning the new curves, the changes motherhood had brought. When his fingers slid between her legs, finding her wet core, she gasped, clutching at his shoulders.

Sutton’s hips moved instinctively against his hand, chasing his moving fingers. “Only for you.”

“You never used to talk in bed unless it was dirty,” she reminded him, her voice breaking. “Fuck me.”

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