Forbidden affair with my billionaire tycoon

to be ready just in case I dressed too fancy. The shirt's been in my desk ever since

e one last time as I storm p

.” I flail a limp hand over my shoulder as I tr

'm finally here now. Nothing else can happen. I'm at work, and so far, no one seems

their computers, phones are pressed against ears, hands are swiftly

ure no one is paying attention, then duck into an empty boardroo

from the corner, puddling on the table. My bra is soaked too, so I decide to forgo the bra for today. My spare shirt is dark blue, which will work perfec

o put on my clean shirt, the door to the boardroom bur

my

d me turns fuzzy, tunneling into a purple haze. I can't breathe, it feel

eeves

e eyes aren't on mine, but are fixed on my chest. Time slows down to nothing. I

g the hair on the back of my neck prickle. My fingers ting

fits his body perfectly. He isn't wearing the jacket; it's folded over his arm. Hi

on the sides. It's pulled back into a ponytail that sits against his scalp.

n. Goosebumps erupt over my body, making my nipples hard as diamonds, and my stomach fill with butterflies. His

my toes, then back up to my tits. He swallows, and the lump in his throat bobs u

his biceps roll under the skin as he holds his jacket tighter. Mr. Re

s to explain why I'm topless in the boardroom like this

ee. It should be simple to say that, but I'm ton

bathroom? Why did I d

ceiling, ripping his eyes away. “You might want to put t

hat is happe

rt over my head. “I know how this looks

es,” another employee s

eyes still fully engulfing

g me stuck in this state of embarrassment and attraction. Mr. Reeve

my chest. He's s

n feel the heat of embarrassment as it spreads from my face to m

I had just been on time today. I wish a lot of things happened d