Page 29 of My Forbidden Boss

I tossed and turned all night, woke early drenched in sweat and used my hand to ride out the orgasm dream-David gave me.

He presses the emergency stop button and turns to me, pinning me against the wall with both hands flattened on the metal wall either side of my head. He swallows everything about me. What I see. What I hear. My beating heart. It’s all locked on him.

“I’m glad to see you wear the coat I brought you.” He leans down and devours me with his lips.

There’s no question. No hesitation.

Just raw, hot need.

I clutch at his lapels as my knees turn boneless. My grip on his clothing is the only thing keeping me upright. My belly turns to liquid and my core throbs in time with my racing heartbeat.

His tongue slides into my mouth. Commanding. Devastating. He’s wrecking me and making no apologies about it.

I kiss him back. He must realize I’m woefully inexperienced. His kiss yesterday was my first kiss that counts.

I’m ruined for anyone else.

So, I take what he gives because it won’t always be like this. One day he’ll see my true worth, and it isn’t much.

These kisses are a limited edition.

“I couldn’t wait to get to work this morning,” he says as he nips at my lips. I offer them to him. He can take them whenever he wants.

And whatever else he wants too.

His hand trails up my arm and brands my shoulder. My nipples peak. Hard. Painfully. My back arch, an urge of its own. An invitation. Need him to touch me where it aches.

David nips the corner of my lips and sucks my ear lobe and full body shivers break through me. My head falls to the side and he places delicate kisses along the arch of my neck.

I can’t believe we’re kissing in the elevator. At work. In his building.

I can’t believe he wants to. Then he presses his hips against my abdomen and I gasp at his hardness.

“This is what you do to me, Adeline.” His declaration slides like silk through defenses I don’t have. Not with him.

My jello knees threaten to send me to the floor and heat simmers in my veins while he continues to kiss the base of my throat, my chin, to reclaim my mouth.

His hands trail down my arms. His thumb grazes the underside of my breast. I gasp and jerk in his arms as tingles shoot through me.

“Do you like that, Adeline? Do you like me touching you?” he says.

It’s pure addiction. Nitrate to my flame and like any good drug, once tasted, the more I want.

My nipple aches. I want him to play with me. I want to be his chew-toy until I’m gnawed and rattled and falling apart beyond repair. “Tell me, Adeline. Tell me and I’ll keep touching you.”

He’s breathing heavily. My lips tingle from the pressure of his kiss. He nips my lips again. I chase his mouth, but he pulls away too fast.

“I need to hear you tell me yes.” His words are barked. An order I can’t defy.

“Yes,” I say, the word sliding out on the breath as does all thought as his mouth descends and his large, hot hand closes on my breast.

I jerk a whole body jolt but he uses his body weight to press me against the wall while his mouth teases me and his fingers stoke a fire to life. He flicks my nipple that is diamond hard, twists it through another one of my thrift shop thin, out-of-date blouses, tilting his hips and dragging his solid length against me.

He can use me anyway he wants.

Chew-toy. Hump pole. Warm, willing body.

I’ll take him however I can get him.

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