Must Be Doin' Somethin' Right [The Chisholms of Texas 3] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Online Free PDF Page B

mind-blowing assault on her mouth. One hand slid down to cup her ass while the other wound its way into her long hair, holding her head still as he continued to ravage her mouth. Finally, when he could hear her gasping for breath, he kissed his way across her cheek and down to her delectable throat. His mouth found the juncture of her neck and shoulder and he nuzzled her with his lips until she shivered against him.
    “Does that feel like I’m going to lose interest in you, baby?” he asked as his pulled in a deep breath. He hoped she was as turned on as he was. His dick was hard enough to pound nails, and he couldn’t wait to sink balls deep into her hot little pussy.
    His words seemed to bring her back to reality with a bang. Wrenching away from him, she scrambled away from him and put the length of the table between them. “That’s just sex, Dillon. Sex doesn’t make a relationship. Just because you can make me want you doesn’t mean I should toss my concerns aside and hop into bed with you. My concerns about my future are valid. Put yourself in my position and tell me I’m wrong,” she challenged him.
    Frustrated when she broke away from his sensual assault, Dillon realized they needed to get this issue out of the way before she would even consider letting him become her lover. “Did you even read the employment contract you signed?”
    Looking confused, she nodded her head. She obviously had no idea about the clause he had Xander put in the contract. “I read it. So what?”
    “Do you remember who has sole authority to terminate your employment prior to the contract being up?” Dillon asked quietly.
    “Shit, Dillon. What does this have to do with anything?”
    “Just answer the question, baby.”
    “Yeah, Xander does. So what? You and I both know he would side with you if it came down to it,” she said scathingly.
    “The contract specified Alexander Chisholm, Sr. That wasn’t referring to Xander. That was referring to my father. He’s still ‘Senior’ since he’s still alive. My father is the fairest person I know, and he would never let you be fired because a relationship between us went wrong,” Dillon explained.
    “What if we broke up and I stayed, but you made it impossible for us to work together? What if things were so strained between us that I or your father decided it would be better if I left?” she asked.
    “You have the right to have Xander supervise you in the event that our working relationship becomes untenable. If things got that bad between us, you could break the contract and you would still be paid for the entire contract period in one lump sum,” he responded impatiently.
    “Abby, this isn’t a whim on my part. I’ve already thought all of this out and made sure that you were protected in the unlikely event that things didn’t work out for us. But, baby, things are going to work out just fine. You’re perfect for me,” he decreed. Dillon realized that he had been ordering Abby around like he did when they worked together. He didn’t mean anything by it, it was just the way he was. He was a dominant male and had a tendency to order people around. He knew, however, that he needed to work harder on curbing this tendency. From his talks with her during this past year, he knew she had a hot button for overbearing men like her father. Dillon didn’t consider himself overbearing. He was decisive.
    Abby would get used to his ways once they’d been together for a while and would see the difference between him and her father. Dillon would never try to browbeat Abby into anything and he would certainly never strike her, even in anger.
     
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    “But are you perfect for me ?” she asked a little peevishly. She wasn’t about to admit that she wanted Dillon Chisholm so much that she wanted to jump his bones right now, dominant personality be damned. He would use it against her to get his way. She was bothered by the way he tried to control everything around him. Her