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Traded to my Husband's CEO Boss Chapter 27
YVONNE'S P.O.V“Just this one time” I didn't even recognize the sound of my own voice. I didn't register the absurdity of what I was saying, and I surely didn't let myself think of what we were about to do.A shadow flashed across his handsome face and Mr Voss gave me a shallow nod.Tentatively, I moved forward and lifted my hips, pushing back so I was seated on his desk. My heart skipped a beat when Mr Voss put both hands on my knees. My skirt rode up and my blouse was hot against my peaked nipples.This was wrong. This...we should be...But I couldn't stop. I didn't want to stop.For one time in my life, for the first time in my life, I was choosing my pleasure and happiness. I was about to experience something no man had ever given me. I was about to know what pure ecstasy felt like.And why should I be guilty? Edgar had said he wanted a divorce, that his lawyer would soon send me the papers, and it's not like he was faithful to me in our marriage, so why should I have mixed feeli
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YVONNE'S P.O.VThe air around us shifted and with each step I took closer to him, I knew something had changed.Something changed since he took me to Italy, heck, since that first day we met, how he'd held me and I cried in his arms.My thighs clenched and my core fluttered widely between my legs almost to the point of making me winceThere was no use pretending to be just Boss and employee, not with this visceral feeling of need and attraction, and lust between us both And it was the idea that Mr Voss desired me as much as I desired him that made my knees wobble.Me, not Lucinda or any other woman. MeFor the first time in my life, someone was choosing me, he was damming all consequences and choosing me Mr Voss shifted in his seat and I eyed the big bulge in his slacks. My mouth watered with the need to feel him, to have him everywhere, deep inside me especially.Liquid heat flooded my thighs and dripped down to my black lace panties. Gosh, I've never been so wet, so turned on, so
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CLAYTON'S P.O.VFor the first time since I could remember, Aunt Stephanie's presence didn't register in my mind as she yapped on and on.I couldn't concentrate on what she was saying, not when my mind was still playing my conversation yesterday with Yvonne in a loop.The first rays of morning sunlight brightened my entire office, making the coral blue and white look sharper. Light spilled in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a fine gold hue on the glass.I kept my office spacious and the furniture minimal, with two shelves and a large desk that was a slab of white marble. I had two doors to my office. The First was connected directly to my private elevator that only my business partners, board members, and family members could access That was my preferred entrance and exit, since using it meant I got to avoid all the gushing and whispering employees; the other door was an adjoining one to Yvonne's office.I glanced at it.Right outside that door was Yvonne's workstation,
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YVONNE'S P.O.VMr Voss drove us to a small restaurant fifteen minutes away from the company. I had expected something grand and luxurious, but instead, he brought us to a small roadside place, with soft lighting and the clinking ot cutlery echoing in the air I liked it better.Mr Voss led me with a hand on my back to our table of two, his touch was a steady warmth I was getting too used to. “This place is lovely” I mused, looking around the restaurant. The inside wasn't as crowded as I expected.He pulled out my chair for me and I ignored the butterflies assaulting my belly as he did. “I figured you'd prefer somewhere quiet,” he said with a soft smile while he took the seat across from mine.I nodded once and smiled back. He was right, I preferred quiet and calm, just like in Tuscany.“We could use a break from the chaos back at work,” I added while taking a sip of my bottled waterMr Voss's eyes darkened at the corners, and when he looked up from the menu, I knew he had implied s
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YVONNE'S P.O.VAt least one good thing came out of the near embarrassment of a few days ago.I wasn't pregnant And the relief alone could make me breathe properly as I flipped through the files on my desk. It was another very busy, very hectic day at SilverThorn's group.My woke load had pulled over the weekend and so did Mr Voss. He's been from one call to another, one meeting to another since he arrived.I glanced at the closed doors of his office, wondering how his meeting with some Asian investors was going.My mind wandered back to his attempt at making pasta just two days ago and a smile stretched on my face. Clayton Voss is many impressive things, but a good cook is not one of them.If I said I hadn't thought about him more times than I can count, then I'm lying. No matter how much I try to shove the thought aside, it always surfaces with force. And any time I think of that look on his face, while he brought me into his home and the way he stared at me in his kitchen, my toes
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CLAYTON'S P.O.VI tried to think about anything else that wasn't the woman in my room.But fuck, that was hard.I braced my hands on the kitchen Island, keeping down the groan in my throat. This is the second time I'm seeing her skin damp and hair wet. I still have the first image in my head, from that day in Tuscany, and that word she said to me—how she wasn't wearing anything underneath her robeA short laugh found its way past my lips. If only she knew how much I still think of those words. How many nights I stare at the ceiling, dreaming of her raven black hair in between my fingers.And I'm trying. I really am trying to keep these feelings under a leash, but seeing Yvonne the second time like that again—in nothing but a towel, isn't helping at all.The smell of burning pasta filled my nose and I groaned. “Should have just ordered something instead”I was good at a lot of things but cooking isn't really my forte. And I wanted to impress Yvonne by making her dinner, so I tried wat
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