heels?”
Maria about lost it. Her mouth flattening in lines of anger, she crossed her arms over her chest. “You’re so stupid.”
He came off the desk in an instantaneous show of fury. “You want to say that again?”
She didn’t back down an inch. “You need to get your head out of your ass,” she clarified. “How much is the Rule Corporation worth, exactly?” She spit the question out, and in two seconds flat, he was stalking toward her, but she kept talking. “So. Stupid,” she bit out. “Do you know the meaning of sexual harassment? I’m going to find a lawyer and own your fucking corporation.”
He reached her in four quick steps and grabbed her by the shoulders with hands of iron. “I’m not sure you understand what happens to women who make empty threats—”
She lifted her chin and glared. “I’m not sure you understand what happens when men let their cocks do the talking for them in the work place—”
His hands tightened into bands of steel. “If you ever flirt with that motherfucker again, so help me God—”
She kept up with the change of subject without batting an eye. “I didn’t flirt with him, but I can and will flirt with whoever the hell I want—”
“Not if I have anything to say about it, you won’t.”
“What are you going to do about it?” she threw out the challenge, ignoring the trace of heat trickling along her nerve endings and focusing only on her anger.
His fingers bit into the flesh of her shoulders. His gaze dropped to the tiny hint of cleavage that was on display and his eyes lit with impressive fire. His torso came a few inches closer, obliterating the last bit of personal space she had left. He bared his teeth, and an uncontrolled look of rage filled his features.
His eyes lifted to her lips, and he began lowering his head. Just when she thought that his lips would land on hers, he startled her completely with the downward swoop of his head. Holding her shoulders in place against the door, his mouth landed on the top swell of her breast, which was plumped up by her push-up bra. Pushing the material of her blouse aside with his jaw, his lips came back to her naked skin. He began sucking with a force that sent shooting tendrils of heat down her spine, all but wiping out any vestige of brain power she might have had left. Heat, instant and liquefying, shot through her breasts, straight to her nipples, pebbling them into hardened points.
He moved one hand from her arm down to her neglected breast, and he found her nipple as quickly as a missile finding its target. He began manipulating it in time with the suction of his lips, causing fire, all-encompassing and urgent, to land at the juncture between her thighs, softening her to a trembling mass of feminine need.
Her thought process splintered; she began to drown under a wave of lust unlike anything in her previous experience. Nothing had ever felt like this; nobody had ever felt like this. In the back of her mind, she knew she was playing into his hands and should put a stop to it. But for the moment, at least, she was unable to do anything except feel .
Maria was rudely awakened from his erotic spell by the low vibration coming from his chest, and the feel of his hand dropping to the enclosure of his pants, his intent evident.
Dawning panic and self-preservation forced her brain into functioning again, so she put her hands to his chest and began pushing with all her might, and to her relief, he let her go and seemed to shake himself.
He took three steps backwards as they stared at each other, both wildly trying to control the oxygen coming in and out of their lungs. His gaze held hers with an emotion that he kept simmering below the surface, until his eyes dropped to her breasts and his features were transformed by a look of pure satisfaction. The expression on his face sending a shiver down her spine, Maria glanced down and saw the purple bruise he’d left on her skin.
Sucking in a frantic breath at
Maria about lost it. Her mouth flattening in lines of anger, she crossed her arms over her chest. “You’re so stupid.”
He came off the desk in an instantaneous show of fury. “You want to say that again?”
She didn’t back down an inch. “You need to get your head out of your ass,” she clarified. “How much is the Rule Corporation worth, exactly?” She spit the question out, and in two seconds flat, he was stalking toward her, but she kept talking. “So. Stupid,” she bit out. “Do you know the meaning of sexual harassment? I’m going to find a lawyer and own your fucking corporation.”
He reached her in four quick steps and grabbed her by the shoulders with hands of iron. “I’m not sure you understand what happens to women who make empty threats—”
She lifted her chin and glared. “I’m not sure you understand what happens when men let their cocks do the talking for them in the work place—”
His hands tightened into bands of steel. “If you ever flirt with that motherfucker again, so help me God—”
She kept up with the change of subject without batting an eye. “I didn’t flirt with him, but I can and will flirt with whoever the hell I want—”
“Not if I have anything to say about it, you won’t.”
“What are you going to do about it?” she threw out the challenge, ignoring the trace of heat trickling along her nerve endings and focusing only on her anger.
His fingers bit into the flesh of her shoulders. His gaze dropped to the tiny hint of cleavage that was on display and his eyes lit with impressive fire. His torso came a few inches closer, obliterating the last bit of personal space she had left. He bared his teeth, and an uncontrolled look of rage filled his features.
His eyes lifted to her lips, and he began lowering his head. Just when she thought that his lips would land on hers, he startled her completely with the downward swoop of his head. Holding her shoulders in place against the door, his mouth landed on the top swell of her breast, which was plumped up by her push-up bra. Pushing the material of her blouse aside with his jaw, his lips came back to her naked skin. He began sucking with a force that sent shooting tendrils of heat down her spine, all but wiping out any vestige of brain power she might have had left. Heat, instant and liquefying, shot through her breasts, straight to her nipples, pebbling them into hardened points.
He moved one hand from her arm down to her neglected breast, and he found her nipple as quickly as a missile finding its target. He began manipulating it in time with the suction of his lips, causing fire, all-encompassing and urgent, to land at the juncture between her thighs, softening her to a trembling mass of feminine need.
Her thought process splintered; she began to drown under a wave of lust unlike anything in her previous experience. Nothing had ever felt like this; nobody had ever felt like this. In the back of her mind, she knew she was playing into his hands and should put a stop to it. But for the moment, at least, she was unable to do anything except feel .
Maria was rudely awakened from his erotic spell by the low vibration coming from his chest, and the feel of his hand dropping to the enclosure of his pants, his intent evident.
Dawning panic and self-preservation forced her brain into functioning again, so she put her hands to his chest and began pushing with all her might, and to her relief, he let her go and seemed to shake himself.
He took three steps backwards as they stared at each other, both wildly trying to control the oxygen coming in and out of their lungs. His gaze held hers with an emotion that he kept simmering below the surface, until his eyes dropped to her breasts and his features were transformed by a look of pure satisfaction. The expression on his face sending a shiver down her spine, Maria glanced down and saw the purple bruise he’d left on her skin.
Sucking in a frantic breath at
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