Page 16 of Boss Me Not

I loved feeling her eyes on me. Drinking me in like I was her. The towel she wore was the last barrier between me and the body I craved more than anything else I’d ever wanted.

“I’ll get out of your space.” She shifted again. “Thank you for letting me use your tub.”

I couldn’t speak. I just stood frozen, staring at her.

“Wyatt?” She took a step closer. “You okay?”

She was inches away, and I stole another glance down at her inviting breasts. Without permission, my hand snaked out,latching on to her waist. Her breath hitched as I pulled her close to my body.

When she moved her hands from her towel and placed them on my chest, my grip tightened on her waist and my hard cock pressed against her.Fuck. She felt so damn perfect like this. So right.

Her mouth fell open as she tilted her head back to look up at me. I wanted this moment with her. Just a moment. I couldn’t have more than that.

The feel of her hands on my skin branded me, and every nerve ending in my body came alive.

“Wyatt.” My name fell from her lips as a breathy whisper.

My subconscious screamed at me that this was a bad idea. But I found myself leaning forward, sucked in by her deep caramel-colored eyes and pink lips.

I wasn’t prepared for the moment our mouths fused. The sensations it sent coursing through me. It was unlike anything I’d experienced before. Her mouth opened slightly, and I tilted my head, thrusting my tongue inside and deepening the kiss. Our tongues dueled in desperation. I walked her backward until I had her pinned to the wall with my body, my thigh wedged between her legs.

I felt the warmth and wetness of her pussy through my pants, reminding me she was in only a towel. She rubbed herself against my thigh and trailed her fingers up my chest, disappearing under my shirt, and I sensed the towel under my touch come loose. If I let it fall to the floor, she would be standing in front of me completely naked and ready for my mouth. My touch. My cock.

Exactly what I wanted. But also nothing I was allowed to have. She wasn’t only my employee, but a woman who would not only expect more, but deserved more.

I held tightly to the towel at her sides and broke the kiss. “We can’t do this,” I gritted out.

Her eyes popped open, and she searched my face before anger flashed through her gaze. She pushed at my chest and grabbed the towel where it had come loose between her breasts. “A little late for that, don’t you think?”

She didn’t even give me a chance to explain before she was storming away. I forced myself to keep my feet planted. Following her and trying to explain wouldn’t help the situation. I’d fucked up. Given into my attraction even when I knew nothing could happen between us. She had every right to be pissed at me.

I flinched when I heard her door slam. Finally, I moved, stomping into the bathroom and turning on the shower.

The cold shower without any relief was the punishment I deserved for taking things too far. But even the chilly water did nothing to lessen my problem, and I found myself fisting my cock anyway. Images of storming into her room, bending her over the edge of her bed, and plowing into her over and over flashed through my mind as I moved my hand up and down my shaft.

“Son of a bitch,” I bit out, letting go and slamming both hands against the wall.

No. I wouldn’t give myself the release after what I’d done. The only silver lining was that her anger would surely put some distance between us. Or she might decide to quit and head back to North Carolina.

That thought sent my gut plummeting.

Chapter Eleven

ANGIE

I did not wantto see Wyatt, but I was not about to let what happened the night before stop me from doing my job either. I refused to give this up over some playboy who couldn’t keep it in his pants and thought he was God’s gift to women.

To be honest, I was madder at myself for letting him affect me the way he did than I was at his actions. I should’ve known better. But I wouldn’t let it happen again. That was for damn sure.

I stomped through the suite and headed into the kitchen to start coffee. My feet stuck to the floor as I froze when a note on the center island caught my eye. I hesitated. Did I care what he had to say?

Who was I kidding? Of course I cared. It’s why I was still so angry—because a large part of me really thought there was something between us. More than only mutual attraction. That I affected him just as much as he did me. When he gripped the towel, I was so close to jumping into bed with him and possibly ruining how hard I’d worked to get here. I’d never done anything so stupid in my life, especially because of a guy. I wanted so badly to hear that he felt this thing between us too. But I wasn’t naïve enough to believe that was what the note said. I could only hope.

After taking a calming breath, I stepped closer and picked up the paper.

I’m sosorry about last night. Nothing I can say would justify my actions. I shouldn’t have crossed that line with you knowing I’m only good for a night. I don’t do relationships, and letting anything happen between us like I did last night wasn’t fair to you. I can’t apologize enough.

You’re my employee, and that was another line I should have never crossed. In just three days, you’ve impressed me. I can see now why my grandmother hired you. I understand if you decide you can’t stay, but I’m hoping that isn’t the case. I left early this morning for Boston. I think that’s for the best for the time being. I’ll be back on Wednesday. Steven knows to call me if anything comes up that needs my attention.

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