My Boss's Hidden Heir (Elara and Marcus) novel Chapter 90

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“Smooth man,” Elara said, shaking her head with a smile. “Yeah, we are. Take me upstairs.”

Marcus grinned, that rare genuine smile that transformed his entire face. “As you wish, your royal highness.”

Before Elara could protest, he bent down and scooped her up in his arms like she weighed nothing. Like she was a paper bag instead of a full-grown woman.

“Oh my God,” Elara laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Marcus, put me down!”

“Not a chance.” He started walking toward the stairs, carrying her easily. “Besides, I’m carrying three people now. Got to get my workout in.”

“Stop!” Elara was giggling now, the tension from earlier completely dissolved. “That’s terrible.”

“It’s true though.”

He carried her all the way up the stairs and down the hallway to his bedroom. When they got inside, he kicked the door closed behind them and walked over to the bed, setting her down gently on the edge of

the mattress.

Then he knelt in front of her, his hands reaching for her feet.

“Must have been a long day, right?” he said, his thumbs pressing into her arch with just the right amount of

pressure.

“Oh God,” Elara whispered, closing her eyes and letting her head fall back. “That feels amazing.”

Marcus worked methodically, massaging the soreness out of her feet and ankles. His hands were warm and strong, finding all the tight spots and working them loose. The relief was immediate and overwhelming, making her entire body relax.

After a few minutes, his hands started moving higher. Up her calves, over her knees, along her thighs. The massage became something else, something more deliberate.

Elara opened her eyes, laughing nervously. “What are you doing?”

“I’m fulfilling my promise,” Marcus said, his voice dropping lower.

He leaned up and kissed her, his lips capturing hers in a way that made her breath catch. His hands went to her back, finding the zipper of her dress and pulling it down slowly. The sound of it seemed impossibly loud in the quiet room.

He stood, pulling her up with him, still kissing her as his hands pushed the dress down from her shoulders. It fell to her waist, revealing her breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra, the dress hadn’t allowed for it. His eyes traveled over her, taking in every bit of her exposed skin like he was seeing for the first time.

He pushed the dress down further, past her hips, letting it fall on the floor at her feet. She stood there in just her panties now, a tiny scrap of lace that barely covered anything.

Marcus guided her to sit back on the bed, then continued kissing her. His mouth moved from her lips to

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her jaw, down her neck, across her collarbone. His hands came up to cup her breasts, and they filled his palms perfectly. He squeezed gently, his thumbs brushing over her nipples until they hardened under his touch.

Elara moaned, the sound escaping her throat unbidden. She pushed her head back, arching into his hands. “Suck them, daddy.”

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