Bad Boss: An Office Romance

there really

p formed in my throat. He most definitely was t

with my increased breathing. Did he realize what he

, his hand slowly moving to my hip. “

pened my mouth that a coherent word would es

as hyper aware of his body now, sure he’d at any moment

and moving from my hip back to my lower back. “I need to

ant? Was he feeling me out, seeing if this was something I was

them in place, his breath steady and in control. He was always so calm and collected in ev

nly reacting because he was so fucking gorgeous, not because I had actual feelings toward him. I’d have to be cohesive with his personali

brushing along the side of my neck. I opened my mouth, only to close it again. I didn’t know how to respond. I didn’t want to cross the line my body was trying to shove me over. It was

orcing me to look over my shoulder and meet his

betrayed me, caving to the seduction and tasting the saltiness of his skin. The way his chest swelled from the contact o

together now. I’d always thought he was in great shape by looking at him, but being smashed against

was going to shove him away from me? I should have smacked him, but the ache

’re on the same page, Ms. Neely.” He took my hand that had been burned earlier and studie

ore words came out. My breath was stolen by his tongue plungin

ercely. The dominance of his mouth was equivalent with his personality. Bold, strong, and d

d at his rock of a chest. He gr

releasing my bite on his lip,

ng with desire as he stared at me. My outburst didn’t have an effect on him. It

me. He knew he was a dick, and didn’t give a shit

, keeping me in his office, putting his hands on me. That deliciously stubbled jaw scraped along my neck and against the shell of my ear, cau

f women whenever he wanted. Fury surpassed my aching need for release in my body, and I couldn’t hold back

ere my shoulder met my neck. I

grabbing the thick locks and yanking

t my grip to claim my mouth, but I kept

you're doing?” I hissed, dig

t. I thought I was gaining the upper hand, that he was going to stop