Page 6 of Tempt the Boss

Ali smiles. “I’ll let Darla know.”

“Do you have any questions for me?”

She thinks for a second. “Well, I was wondering what the process is if I decide to sign the contract. What comes next? What should I expect?”

“Those are questions I can answer,” I say. I shift into my professional persona as much as I can with a raging hard on. “After you’ve signed the contract, we’ll send your agent a check for the first half of the advance. Then we’ll send you some preliminary edits. Based on the draft I read, the edits won’t be substantial. Jenny will be your contact for those. Once you turn them in, we’ll do another round of edits if necessary. If not, you’ll get the second half of the advance when you turn in your final draft. If there are more edits, you’ll get the rest of the advance once the final is turned in. And then there’s a bunch of backend stuff we can go over when the time comes. Cover design, packaging, line edits. Traditional publishing is a long road. If you sign that contract, you’re stuck with us for a while. But you’ll like it, I promise.”

The pretty brunette smiles. “I think I would be really happy to be stuck with you for a while.” Ali blushes. “All of you,” she stammers. “All of Carmichael Publishing. You seem like a great group of people.”

I smirk, drawling, “I only hire the best.”

Our conversation is coming to an end, but I don’t want her to leave. But as long as she’s in this office, I’m never going to get my cock to deflate.

So I finish the conversation smoothly, the way I always have.

“It was nice to meet you, Ali,” I drawl, walking around the desk. My cock still strains against my dress pants, but I’m counting on Ali being better than I am. I may not be able to keep my eyes off her breasts, but she can keep her eyes off my groin. Hopefully.

Ali stands as well, holding out her hand for another shake. I take her hand in mine, grasping firmly. Her small hand is warm against my palm.

And shit, but sparks fly. I can feel it. There’s electricity in the room as our eyes meet, our hands touching one another. She gasps slightly, cheeks flushing as those big breasts heave. My erection wants out of my pants, and I want inside this woman. I can’t deny my instant attraction to her. I had hoped to get her out of the office before I made any stupid decisions, but I’m well beyond that point now.

So like a bastard, I yank Ali to me, causing her to topple into my broad form. She steadies herself on her tall heels using my muscled chest as her anchor.

“Sorry,” she gasps, as if she fell into me on her own.

“Don’t be,” I say, towering over her. I gaze down into her eyes, hoping she feels the same passion I do. Based on the way she’s licking her lips, I’d say she does.

Before she loses her nerve and runs away, I lean down and crash my lips hard against hers. She gasps and then wraps her arms around my neck, deepening the kiss.

“Oh,” she says as my tongue parts her lips and sweeps the inside. She moans against me, pushing her hips into mine.

“One second,” I say, reluctantly removing my lips from hers. I quickly shuffle to the door and flip the lock. My employees don’t usually walk in unannounced, but the last thing we need is to be caught doing what we’re about to do. Carmichael Publishing has a strict no fraternizing policy between employees and authors, even potential authors. Getting caught would be disastrous to both our careers. Especially mine, since I basically wrote that rule.

But hell, some rules are meant to be broken.

I turn my attention back to Ali, swooping down for another luscious kiss.

“You’re beautiful,” I tell her while nipping at the smooth curve of her neck.

“So are you,” she breathes. I laugh and nip at her skin again.

As our kisses intensify, I wrap my arms around her and pull down the zipper of her tight dress. Ali jumps at my touch but doesn’t stop me. She kisses me harder. I slide the dress down to her waist, revealing her bra-covered breasts.

I take the large mounds into my hands and squeeze while I kiss back down her neck. Just as Isuspected, her tits were made for my hands, filling my palms with silky skin.

Ali moans when I squeeze harder, giving me the okay to keep going. I unlatch her bra with expert hands and let it fall to the floor.

We pull apart for a second, and Ali looks at me with a tentative smile. Something tells me she’s not used to doing things like this. She might even be a virgin.

I step forward, so Ali has to step back until her ample ass is level with my desk. I pull her dress the rest of the way down her body and lift her wide hips onto the finished wood.

“I’m going to fuck you, Ali,” I growl, blue eyes burning.

She answers me with wide eyes. This woman is definitely a virgin, or at least it’s been a long time since a man treated her the way a woman should be treated. As much as I want to slam into her right now, I know Ali needs me to take it slow. I don’t usually take it slow with women, but this female is already different. Why not break more rules for her?

I kiss my way down her neck to her breasts, taking her left nipple into my mouth and sucking. I twirl my tongue around the tight little bud as I work on her beautiful, large breast.

“Oh god,” she moans. “Keep doing that.”

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