Page 69 of My Forbidden Boss

I shake my head. “I can’t miss the last session. I have to take notes.”

He leans close in to me and I draw his masculine spice into my lungs. “I’ve been to a thousand of these events. I know how they end.”

“But don’t we need to stay?” I ask.

“I’ve done what I came here to do, and thanks to you, the Moss Creek tender is in our favor,” David says. “I don’t need to be here anymore, and neither do you.”

He stands and helps me to my feet. My stomach sinks to the ground. This is it. This is where my time with him ends. Sooner than expected. I swallow the sour taste in my mouth and the unfairness that I’ve been cheated out of time.

I had the rest of the day and the night with David. Returning to New York will change my unfettered access to David. I’ll no longer have him all to myself. He’ll find out my lies and won’t want me anymore.

He’ll hate me more than I hate myself. An achievement worthy of a gold medal because that’s a lot of hate.

I grab for reasons to stay. Arguments to listen to the final keynote speaker. Instead, David takes me to the reception counter.

“Give me your phone, Adeline.” David holds out his hand.

I draw it from my purse and hand it over. I expect him to ask me to open my text messages. My damnation is there for the world to see. He takes my phone, adds his and slides them to the woman behind the desk. “Hold these for us, please. I’ll get them back in three days.”

I’m as confused as the hotel staff, but she nods without missing a beat. “I’ll keep them safe for you, Mr Chandler.”

David thanks her and leads me to a secluded corner out of everyone’s way. “Now we’re not on company time, and your duties as my personal assistant are finished.”

My body flushes with arctic ice. He’s already worked it out. He’s going to fire me on the spot, because that’s exactly what I’d do if I were him. I peer out of the corner of my eye, looking for police in uniforms coming to arrest me. With my phone, he has all the evidence he needs.

I grapple for excuses, “David, I…”

He stands so close his body heat burns into me. Close enough I can sink into his skin, but even that won’t be close enough.

He puts his warm hands on my biceps, pinning me in place, but he can’t know my feet won’t take me anywhere else. I’m glued to the spot simply because he’s standing in front of me.

His throat jerks as he swallows and I fall into fathomless eyes that are the deepest wells I’ve ever seen. I fall and fall and fall until I pass the walls he keeps himself bordered behind and then he’s everywhere I look, sense, touch. I’m in the deepest part of him. He’s everywhere around me. Willingly bared. He lets me see it all. His vulnerability. His strength. His longing. He’s laid it out for me and I know — I know — I’m not deserving of it, but I soak it up like a sponge because I’m that thirsty. That hollow.

His fingers glide through my hair as I float in everything he’s giving me. I sway towards him until my front presses to his and I don’t know where he ends and I begin. We’re merging, becoming something else and it can be no other way.

He leans so close his lips are almost on mine. My mouth tingles. My whole body primed, ready to kiss him again. To taste him. To have him. My hands clasp his forearms and I use him to keep myself upright. “I’m going to put it all on the line, love. I’m going to say it. I can’t wait any longer. I don’t want you here as my PA. I want you with me, no excuses, no reasons, no Blue Sky, no denial. I want you here because you want to be here with me. Here. Now. I want you, Adeline Rayner, the woman I’ve fallen in love with to love me back.”

My breath hitches and time becomes meaningless. There is no world other than the one David has created. No other reality is possible. Nothing can get through.

Not my crushing guilt. Not my shame. Not any of the reasons that have held me back. They’re burned away as though they never existed.

I can’t pretend I don’t care anymore because David’s fallen in love with me.

The charade is over.

It’s irresponsible. It’s glorious.

It never stood a chance.

He’s said the words that will scar my soul forever. It’s the best and the worst thing to happen, but then nothing matters because my fingers tangle in his hair and all I can say is, “Yes, David. Yes,” before my mouth finds his and we’re kissing. I part my lips. Welcome his tongue into my mouth. Let it slide against mine. I’ll give him all of me. I’ll give him anything he asks because I’m his and he is mine.

He takes me to the elevator and thank god no one is inside because he picks me up. I welcome him between my thighs as he crushes me against the shining mirrored walls while he kisses me, strokes my thighs and grinds his erection against my core.

I’m hot. Wet. Needy. Beyond caring anyone might see us. I’m consumed. I need him inside me. Desperate for his cock to fill me. I claw his shoulders, his head, climb the wall to relieve the pressure where it’s building the most.

He walks me from the elevator, carrying me. The door beeps and he shoves it open. He strides to the bed and lays me on the comforter as the door snicks shut, leaving the world behind us.

“God. Adeline. Love. Tell me you don’t want to stop.” His chest heaves, his mouth is shining, his eyes are bright as he stares down at me. His erection tents the front of his pants. I clamber to my knees, rub my palm across his cock, fumble with his belt, rip the button open and part the material. The head of his solid cock peeks from the waistband of his underwear and my mouth waters.

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