Page 12 of Grumpy Billionaire Boss Daddy

It was a low blow, and I knew it could get me fired.

I expected him to turn around and tell me that. But instead, he placed the files back on the table and marched right in. He pulled me out of my seat, pressing me up against the wall that didn’t have anything there.

“What. Did you say?” he said.

I looked at him, smiling. “I’m just saying, maybe your wife wouldn't have left you if you didn’t act so grumpy. Maybe Emily wouldn’t have stopped talking to you, and maybe the two of us could’ve gotten along and—”

I expected him to slap me for some reason. I also expected him to push me aside and tell me I was fired. I did think I could’ve been nicer about it.

But what came next surprised even me.

He pushed his lips against mine, and they crashed together.

I gasped, completely shocked by this man's reaction, but Aaron was attractive, I’ll give him that. He was stunning, and his lips drove me insane.

He kissed me with a passion I did not expect from this man, and with desperation, I kissed him back with the same fervor he provided.

I knew this was a stupid decision and something I shouldn’t be doing, but I couldn’t get enough. I needed him.

He kissed me with a fervor that felt less like a desire and more like desperation. But, seriously, was this guy really that interested in me, or was it the concept of me?

Either way, his body reacted as I expected, and I rutted against him.

He pushed me down on the desk, his hands moving to my button-up shirt, pulling it off my body. He almost ripped my bra off my body, making me blush.

“Woah, someone’s excited,” I said.

He grunted in response, kissing down my neck, making me shiver with delight. I moaned in response as he pushed his tongue against my neck.

A desperate hand clung to my breast, teasing it with little motions. He pressed his fingers in, making me moan in surprise and delight. The guy needed me, and I could sense from the way he moved, that he wasn’t going to stop.

Not that I wanted to at all.

His lips were against mine again as his hand moved under my bra, pushing his fingers against the tip of my nipple. He teased it there, causing me to let out a choking sound of delight. As he continued rubbing his fingers against my nipple, teasing the nub, I pushed my head to the side.

“Fuck,” I whispered, moaning as his lips teased my other nipple.

I could tell that Aaron had about twenty years of experience on me. Despite being a grumpy billionaire, he knew exactly where to make a woman feel good.

This was so wrong, and I knew damn well that if anyone came on by and heard us, we’d be in deep shit. But I assumed everyone left beside the security staff and patients. So, as long as any of the cameras didn’t see us, we should be fine, right?

His hands pinched my nipple, wresting me from my thoughts. I yelped slightly, surprised by the sudden teasing from his hands. He groaned in response, and I moaned slightly.

“I want you so badly, McKenzie. I can’t hold back. You’re such a little shit, that I want to make you pay for what you said,” he muttered in my ear.

I leaned forward, pressing my lips to his ear, whispering back. “Then do it. Make me pay.”

That was the catalyst for this man.

He pulled back, groaning in response at those words.

I could feel his hardened member pressing against my body, the desperation clear on his face. He pulled his pants down, enough to get his cock from inside his pants out. I saw it stand at attention, leaking precum and glistening in the soft shadows of the light.

He certainly didn’t wear with age.

He spread me apart, pressing his fingers inside. Two fingers and a thumb rested against my folds, and I clung to the desk, moaning wantonly in response to this man’s touches. He didn’t stop, nor did he give in.

He started to move his body, thrusting deep inside, and as he pushed all the way in, I cried out, holding onto him slightly as he continued to move his body against me.

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