Chapter Seventy-Six
I shook my head, kissing the pad of his thumb. “No, I should go talk to my boss.”
“What for?” He asked, trailing his hand down my body until he reached my breast. His fingers traced over the hickies that he had left and his lips twitched.
“I need to see if I can get my job back.” I said, pressing my breast into his hand.
“You don’t need to work, Izzy. You could come with me. I’ll take care of you. You can be my personal assistant.” Cy brought both hands up, cupping my breasts and squeezing them. My n*****s grew hard at his touch and I shivered.
“Cy, I need a job. I can’t rely on you to save me all the time.” I brought my hands up to his hips, tracing his hip bones with my thumbs.
“I like saving you, you’re my princess.” Cy leaned down, pressing a kiss to my fore
