GREGORY's POV
I couldn't believe Kale had been watching how our Boss had been slamming into me. Damn it… Why didn’t he f*****g lock the door?
“Can you show all you’ve got?” My Boss whispered into my ear, his breath warm and possessive, a silken blade sliding across my nerve endings.
My knees wobbled like they were no longer mine. My breath caught mid-throat. Heat brewed inside me, thick and hungry, like a sinful storm trying to break free.
My gaze was frozen on Kale.
He had taken a small step backward, like someone escaping a crime scene. His back hit the door, and it closed with a soft thud that felt louder than thunder. Like the world sealing shut behind him.
“You ain’t saying anything,” my Boss muttered again, his tongue suddenly trailing a wet path across my neck, as if branding
