Page 16 of Obeying Mr Kingsley
I lean forward.
So does she.
Our hands brush against each other before we reach the knob, and I curse, heat and desire blasting straight to my cock, my control slipping.
Lexi shrinks back.“Shit, sorry.”
“Fuck.It’s fine.”I clench my jaw and then reach again and turn the temperature down.
The tension is so thick I swear I won’t be able to breathe in a minute.
Glancing outside the car as buildings flash past, I remind myself I’m her boss.
That Lexi is my PA.
Keep your hands off her.
I’ve drunk too much...
“Okay, this is ridiculous.”Lexi’s hand lands on my thigh.“We need to—”
I spin, grabbing her wrist tightly, removing it like it’s a hot iron, and glare.
“Don’t,” I rasp.
“Jesus, calm down.”She tries to rip her arm away, but I don’t let go.
I want to keep touching her.
When the car stops outside Obsidian Nexus, only then do I release her wrist.She rubs it, and my mind immediately goes to the silk tie in my bedroom that would look sexy as fuck wrapped around her arms and legs while I pleasure every inch of her.
An unspoken energy thrums between us, marching like an army.
I climb out, and she follows all the way into the elevator, where we stand like statues.
Ping.
We step out and walk side by side toward her desk and down to my office.
Lexi stops at her desk.
I keep walking.
This is for the best.She’ll leave, I’ll go to my bathroom and stroke my cock, thinking of her low cleavage, her silky breasts...
I stop in the middle of my office, my cock thick and aching.Dripping.
Fuck.
I drop my bag, spin around and stride back out.But Lexi is gone.
Where the hell is she?
I see the door to the supply closet ajar and try one more time to stop myself from making a really bad decision.
Fuck that.
Nothing can stop me—not even a hurricane.I want this woman, and I’m going to have her.Fuck the consequences.
