Page 45 of My Forbidden Boss

“I’m not worried who knows about us,” David says.

But I’m worried. I know where this is headed, but because I’m a damn coward I say, “We can’t tell anyone.”

I should end this now. I should phone Max, give him the USB and be done with it. I could be on a train home to Mom this afternoon. I could give us a better future.

I know all these things, and yet I just want one more day to be with him. To learn him. “Think of your reputation,” I say.

“I don’t care about my reputation,” he says.

He’s a man used to getting his way, but not with me.

Never with me because I’ll never be good enough for him.

I pull at straws. Any will do. “Think of the people working for you and the contacts you might lose because of me.”

The muscle works at his temple. He doesn’t like what I say and I know I’m getting to him. I pull my trump card. “I’ve never done this with anyone. A relationship. You’re my first.”

My first and only.

I can’t imagine I’ll feel like this about anyone else. It’s simply not possible. I put my hand on his chest. His heart beating rapid-fire beneath my palm. “I need time.”

I know I have him when he clenches his eyes tight. When he opens them, they’re clear and determined. “I’ll give you time, but it doesn’t mean I’ll make it easy for you to reach a decision.”

He unzips his pants and takes himself in hand. His erection is thick. Hard. The tip weeps and my core pulses with anticipation. My mouth is dry as he takes a condom out of his wallet and sheathes himself. He wastes no more time, picks me up and presses me against the door. I wrap my thighs around his hips and we both groan as he sinks into my warm, willing body.

Feeling him inside me is like nothing else. It’s sublime. Heavenly. And when he withdraws and thrusts back inside me, my eyelids fall shut, my mouth falls open and I fight to fill my lungs.

The force of his thrust makes me rock into the door. It rattles in its frame. This is too good. Let it fall off the frame. Let the entire office see. In this moment, I don’t care.

Stupid, stupid, stupid, but David wraps his arms around me and his hips pound while he holds me immobile. David is everywhere. All around me. Inside me. In my brain and my blood.

“God, I can’t get enough of you, Adeline.” David kisses me. His tongue thrusts into my mouth as his cock spears me.

He takes me higher. Everywhere inside me pulses as I fly towards the pinnacle of release.

“Never enough. Have to have you in all ways all the time,” David whispers like a mantra.

There’s a buzz inside my head as I fly into my climax. David kisses me and swallows my scream. He groans and his cock pulses with his release. My chest heaves as I pant. I’m a boneless mess. My body is liquid as I cling to him.

He kisses me slowly, drawing his tongue into my mouth as though he can’t stop himself before he draws out of my body. He settles me on my feet, making sure I’m steady. I’m high on the sex fog in my brain.

He wraps the condom in a tissue and disposes of it in the trash before coming to me. My body buzzes with my release. He helps me into my thong, planting a kiss on my thigh as he adjusts it on my body.

“It wasn’t my intention bringing you into my office to do this,” he says.

“Your intention wasn’t pure when you called me in,” I say.

He chuckles and the sound makes me want to throw my thong into the far corner of the room and lose them forever. “My intention was to show you what you’re coming to mean to me.”

My blood cools with frost. I don’t want to mean more than a fling. It can’t be more than that. “I’ll abide by your wishes to keep us a secret for now, but I’m not afraid of what we have.”

What we have between us is a ticking time bomb. The timer has been set and is counting down. I smooth down my skirt and check my hair, hoping I don’t have that just fucked look about me.

“I don’t think…” I stammer.

“Come to dinner with us tonight. Me and Steph,” David says, cutting me off. “I want her to meet you.”

That’s a step too far. He’s being reckless, not knowing what he’s asking. And right there my heart pops from the hole in my chest and splats at my feet because I see what I have to do.

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