A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss novel Chapter 238

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Chapter 238

Madison

Something flashed in his eyes–surprise, maybe even a hint of guilt–before his expression smoothed. “If that were true, I wouldn’t have brought you here.” He gestured to the lake house, the carefully prepared meal. “I would have bent you over my desk at the office.”

I couldn’t argue with that logic. “Fair point.”

We finished our dessert in charged silence, the chocolate rich on my tongue. Alexander watched me lick my spoon clean, his eyes tracking the movement with predatory focus.

“Come,” he said after clearing our plates, extending his hand to me. “Let’s get more comfortable.”

He led me to a plush outdoor sectional positioned to face both the lake and a sleek fire pit. With the press of a button, flames danced to life, casting a warm glow across the darkening deck.

I settled onto the couch, slipping off my heels with a sigh of relief. Alexander sat beside me, close enough that our thighs touched. He draped his arm across the back of the couch, his fingers playing with the ends of my hair.

“This is nice,” I admitted, looking out at the water. The sun was beginning to set, painting the sky in vivid strokes of orange and pink. “Peaceful.”

“It’s one of the few places where I can actually relax.” His voice was softer than usual. “No one to impress, no

deals to close.”

“Just you and the lake,” I murmured.

“And you.” His hand moved from my hair to my shoulder, thumb tracing small circles against my skin. “I find your presence… unexpectedly calming.”

I turned to look at him, surprised by the admission. “Me? Calming? I thought I drove you crazy.”

“Oh, you do.” His smile was genuine, reaching his eyes. “But in the best possible way.”

His hand slid down from my shoulder, skimming over the swell of my breast. Even through my blouse, I could feel the heat of his touch. I sucked in a breath as his thumb brushed across my nipple, which immediately hardened beneath the fabric.

“Is this okay?” he asked, eyes never leaving mine.

I nodded, not trusting my voice.

His smile turned wicked. “Use your words, Madison.”

“Yes,” I whispered. “It’s okay.”

Alexander hummed his approval, his hand cupping my breast more firmly now. His free hand moved to my thigh, sliding under my skirt.

His fingers traced lazy patterns up my inner thigh, stopping just short of where I was already growing wet. I

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shifted, trying to guide his hand higher, but he chuckled and kept his touch maddeningly light.

“Patience,” he murmured, leaning in to press his lips to my neck. “We have all night.”

“What if I don’t want to be patient?” 1 challenged, tilting my head to give him better access.

His teeth grazed my pulse point. “Then you’ll be punished.”

A shiver ran down my spine that had nothing to do with the evening breeze. Alexander’s hand finally moved higher, brushing against the damp silk between my legs.

“Fuck,” he growled against my skin. “Already so wet for me.”

His finger slipped beneath the edge of my panties, stroking my entrance but never pushing inside. I bit my lip to keep from begging.

“Tell me what you want,” he commanded, his breath hot against my ear.

“I want-“I gasped as his thumb brushed my clit. “I want more.”

“More what?” He was toying with me now, circling my clit with feather–light touches.

“More of you,” I admitted. “Your fingers, your mouth, your cock. All of it.”

Alexander groaned, capturing my mouth in a searing kiss. His tongue pushed past my lips, demanding and possessive. When he pulled back, we were both breathing hard.

“You have such a filthy mouth for someone who looks so innocent,” he said, his voice rough.

I smiled, feeling bold. “You like it.”

“I fucking love it.” His fingers continued their torturous exploration, never giving me quite enough pressure. Almost as much as I love how wet your pussy gets for me.”

We sat like that for what felt like hours, Alexander touching me everywhere except where I needed him most. His hands moved from my breasts to my thighs, occasionally dipping between my legs to tease me before retreating. It was exquisite torture, building me up only to deny me release.

The sky darkened completely, stars emerging above us. The only sounds were the gentle lapping of water against the shore and my occasional gasps when Alexander hit a particularly sensitive spot.

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There was something undeniably romantic about the setting: the starlit sky, the crackling fire, the isolation that made it feel like we were the only two people in the world. I wanted to say something, to acknowledge the shift I felt between us, but the words stuck in my throat.

Instead, I leaned into his touch, letting my body communicate what I couldn’t say aloud.

After a particularly long, languid kiss, Alexander pulled back, studying my face in the firelight. “Do you swim,

Madison?”

The question caught me off guard. “What?”

“Swimming.” His eyes glinted with mischief. “The lake is perfect this time of year.”

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