The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 840

The height difference made Dorothy's attempts at stealing kisses a bit of a challenge; she couldn't pin him against the wall like Everett could, kissing her however he pleased.

Standing on tiptoe until her calves ached, it barely lasted a minute!

Feeling a tad disheartened, Dorothy was about to give up when suddenly a firm hand clasped her waist, pinning her in place.

"Getting bold? You haven't been sneaking off to see Kenneth, have you?" Everett's voice teased.

Dorothy was so flustered by his accusation she couldn't find her words.

"Hit a nerve, did I?" Everett's grip tightened.

She sighed in resignation. "I'm amazed you're bringing him up again! If I saw Kenneth, why would I need to sneak around?"

"Dorothy!"

"It's true! I just went for a walk, came back, and suddenly I really wanted to kiss you! If you don't want to, then fine."

She feigned leaving, but the strong hand on her waist wasn't letting go anytime soon.

"I want to," he murmured into her ear, his voice deep and husky, "I want to kiss only you."

Dorothy's cheeks flushed, and she pushed against him instinctively.

"I don't want to kiss you now, I... I'm going to take a shower!"

"Then I'll kiss you."

Everett bent down, scooped her up sideways, and tossed her onto the bed.

After the world stopped spinning, Dorothy found herself nestled in the comforter, the brief dizziness making her forget to struggle to sit up.

Soon, his kisses descended like rain on her lips, her face, her forehead, and many... unexpected places.

Feeling ticklish, Dorothy squirmed.

"Everett..."

"Today, since you're so forward, why don't we try something different?"

She opened her eyes to meet his intense gaze. "Different, how?"

He smirked, his hands gripping her waist, and with a swift move, Dorothy found herself straddling his lower abdomen. The heat from his body was undeniable.

"Tonight, you're on top."

Dorothy's hands scrambled for something to hold onto, panic rising within her.

"Then how about I wash a cloth and wipe you down?"

Dorothy buried her head deeper into the pillow. "I said no need. I'll lie here for a bit and then go shower myself."

She dared not join Everett in the shower again!

The memory of their last encounter in the slippery bathroom, with no support to hold onto and completely at his mercy, was still too vivid.

"I swear, I won't do anything."

Hearing this, Dorothy finally peeked out. "Really?"

"Really."

"Alright then." She extended her arms to loop around his neck.

Everett lifted her straight out of the covers, one hand supporting her, the other gently washing her hair under the shower.

Dorothy had no strength left, simply resting against him.

And Everett kept his promise. Even though he was tempted several times, he spared her in the end.