Page 28 of Donut Overthink It

“We can do anything we want,” he interrupts me.

I suck in a ragged breath, and I can’t help but wiggle my ass against him. He chuckles, and I close my eyes as shame overtakes me. I want my boss, and now there is no denying that. He knows.

“Why are you so against giving in to what we both want?” he asks softly.

I swallow nervously, and then he lets go of me. I wobble but manage to stay upright now that his arm is no longer supporting me.

“Turn around,” he orders.

When I don’t do as he says, his hands land on my shoulders, and he turns me himself. Shame makes me look straight ahead, which is eye level with his dark blue button up that hides his hard chest.

“Look at me.” He issues another order.

“No,” I say, trying to be strong. But as soon as I say the word, my eyes drop down to his black slacks, and I see the outline of his hard dick. And I whimper. Actually fucking whimper. I’m so pathetic.

“Hadley.” He growls my name in warning, and my eyes snap up to his.

His blue eyes are hard, and his chest is rising and falling fast. My face heats with embarrassment.

He lifts his hand, and I hold my breath as he cups my cheek and presses my back against the countertop. “Why are you saying no when it’s clear you want it?” he asks.

Don’t admit it out loud.

He smiles as I get lost in the feel of him pressing his cock into me. “You can’t deny it,” he whispers, lowering his lips down to mine.

Holy shit!

He’s gonna kiss me!

Dear God, please kiss me!

Instead, he moves at the last minute and plants a soft kiss on my cheek. Disappointment floods me. He’s just toying with me. He wants to make me look like an idiot. “I know you watched me that night in my office with Kate.”

My body stiffens, and my eyes widen.

He pulls back and smiles down at me. “I left my office door open on purpose.”

“No …”

“I’ve wanted you ever since that day I saw you leaning over your desk in your office trying to clean up your coffee, Hadley.” He brings his bottom lip between his teeth and rolls it around. “I wanted my hands on that ass … Those lips on mine.” He runs the pad of his thumb over my lip, and I close my eyes at the feeling. “I’ve wanted to know what you feel like wrapped around my cock.”

I whimper as my eyes open to look back up at him. “Tell me what I already know,” he urges. “Tell me that you want me, Hadley.”

This gorgeous bastard tricked me. I thought I had been good at hiding my attraction to him, but nope. He’s known all along and played off it. I wish I could be mad, but I’m not. Instead, I’m soaking wet.

I lick my lips, and he watches the action before wrapping his arm around my back and pulling me from the counter to press against him. “Kiss me,” I say, breathlessly lost in the look of his blue eyes and needing it. Tired of fighting my attraction to him anymore.

His hand cupping my cheek goes to the back of my neck, and he pulls me forward. I part my lips as my heart beats wildly against his chest. He leans down, and the door to the break room swings open.

“Shit …” he hisses, pulling back from me.

I shove myself back off his chest and hit the countertop with a thud. My hand swings out to stop me from breaking my back, hitting the coffee cup I had sitting under the Keurig. It falls off the counter and onto the floor.

“Oh, God!” Millie shrieks loudly. And I’m not sure if it’s the fact I spilled coffee all over the white tile or the fact she saw us almost kissing. “Your client is here, Mr. Kyle.”

He straightens his black tie and clears his throat. “Clean up this mess, Miss Burns.” And then he turns and walks out without so much as a look back.

I grab the roll of paper towels and drop to my knees. “Hadley …”

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