My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

A blush crept up Tilda’s neck as yesterday’s steamy scene replayed in her mind.

Was he suggesting to assist her with a bath?

Wouldn’t this lead to…?

“Let’s take one together.

”

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Library

Before Tilda’s thoughts could spiral any further, Lyndon scooped her up into his arms.

Tilda gasped, wrapping her arms around his neck, her eyes wide, “Together?”

Lyndon, ever playful, raised an eyebrow.

“Two people in a bath saves water, right?”

Tilda frowned, speechless.

Lyndon smirked at her stunned expression, carried her into the bathroom, and what followed unfolded naturally.

her gently on the sink, his touch feather-light as he

down her skin, each one sending

His technique was impeccable.

touch, a playful

these real-life experiences make writing

references

in your

a husky murmur, his teeth nipping playfully

hissed softly, a playful

“Are you a dog?”

lifting his

her up again and stepped into the waiting embrace of

I’m a wolf in sheep’s

couldn’t help but

she have imagined the cold, reserved Lyndon could be such a passionate

uncharted territories, pushing boundaries until

sunlight filtering through the curtains roused Tilda from a

her phone,

slept through the entire

“Awake?”

voice sent a

body lay beside her, radiating

turned to face