Dad's CEO Boss: An Instalove Possessive Age Gap Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 203)

fight to keep my eyes open, to keep them on Logan, but I can feel his own climax starting to rise up and mine rushing to meet his.
My whole body is taken over as his hands grip me tighter, his breath quickening as he growls deep and low.
If what he did to me on his desk with his tongue was magic, then this is everything taken to a whole new level.
I feel it pulsing from deep inside me, joining his smooth hardness and then radiating out from both of us at the same time something else is rushing forward.
I call out his name, gripping the sheets first, and then his body, my nails digging into his solid flesh as he moans louder, finding my face with his hands and I open my eyes to rest on his.
A shudder ripples through us both and we gasp in unison. I can read disbelief on Logan’s face, but it’s only the same feeling I have inside me, something so grateful that anything so powerful could even be possible between two people.
It feels like the whole world disappears, and it’s just Logan and me, a perfect knot of each other for what seems like forever.
I gradually become aware of his kiss, and aware of my own body again, feeling his rock hard body pressing against mine.
“Wow,” is the best I can manage, and I laugh a little, at myself.
Logan stays inside me for as long as he can, then he holds me as we lay on the bed, he brings the covers over us both and we lay still just listening to each other breathe while he strokes my hair, kissing my head every now and then.
There’s no need for us to say anything, and every time I do feel like saying something, Logan just strokes my arm or kisses my head again.
It’s the happiest, most carefree I’ve felt in my life so far, and somehow I just know Logan feels exactly the same.
Despite myself, I fall asleep and wake up only once I hear a phone ringing somewhere not too far away out in the suite.
Logan hasn’t moved an inch and I look up, seeing his eyes on me, his lip curled in a satisfied smile.
“I fell asleep,” I say softly, hoping I didn’t snore.
“I know,” Logan says and I know he’s been holding me, watching me, the whole time.
“You have to get that?” I ask, hearing the phone ringing out again.
He just shrugs gently. “I knew they’d start sooner or later, can’t escape it really… But I really just want the rest of today to be about us, how about that?” he asks and I nod dreamily in agreement.
Logan looks away, a darkness in his expression that makes me grip him.
“What is it?” I ask him, sitting up, hoping I’m not keeping him from anything important, but he reassures me it’s not that.
“I’m just thinking Chrissy… It’s only been one day, I know… but I already feel like I could just let the company go for good. This feels more like something I want do all day, every day,” he adds, squeezing me again and kissing me hard before groaning when we both hear the phone again.
“You should get that,” I tell him. “And don’t go changing anything on my account, you’ve worked hard for your business, nothing wrong with keeping it,” I suggest.
“That board,” he sighs. “They’ve been trying to get rid of me for years and now I have the gut feeling they’re about to succeed, may as well just give ‘em what they want,” he muses.
For some reason, I feel myself getting angry. Not angry at Logan, or with his ideas, but with those other men.
Those board members and everybody in the world like them. Nasty people who just always seem to want to do nasty things.
“You can’t quit anyway,” I protest, softly punching his abs and marveling at how muscular this man is all over, every single inch of him is pure muscle.
“Father-Daughter week’s only started and…” but I can’t finish what I thought I wanted to say.
My dad…
It doesn’t take a genius to read my thoughts, and I can see Logan’s drifting to the same topic, making him puff his cheeks and blow out a long breath.
“Just us today, okay?” he asks, pulling a smile, and I agree if only to push the thought further to the back of my mind.
Not even wanting to think about my dad, even though he’s all I can think about suddenly.
I still don’t know whether to be relieved or terrified that I’m not just a girl anymore. I’m an actual woman.
In bed with the sexiest man alive, adoring him and feeling adored too.
“What shall we do then?” I ask him, not meaning to sound so innocent, and squealing when I feel his huge hand slip between my legs.
I couldn’t have thought of anything better myself…

Chapter Fourteen
Logan
Knowing Chrissy is mine now, showing her and telling her a thousand different ways, as I make love to her the way I know she deserves for the rest of the afternoon…
I lay back, hearing her in the bathroom, doing ‘what girls need to do’ in private while I go over her face and body all over again in my mind.
It’s the greatest thing I’ve achieved so far. Finding someone who makes me feel this way, finding someone I know feels exactly the same without even having to ask or be told.
I hear the shower running, but decide to let Chrissy be until she calls for me, or until I can’t help myself and join her, whichever comes first.
It’s only a few minutes since she left the bed, but picturing her naked with water running over her has made me hard again as quickly as my heart can beat.
All the usual thoughts try to crowd my mind, the company… the board… it’s a nervous habit I’ve developed, like a twitch. Always thinking about things, trying to stay one or two steps ahead of everything else.
But