Chapter 10: Drinks With the CEO cont.
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Before I know it he has me pinned against his desk. His breath hot on my neck. I can feel his heartbeat. It’s racing just like mine is. He bites my earlobe. “Mine,” he growls. His hand slides down. He hooks his fingers in my waistband. I’m already a trembling mess. I can’t believe this is happening. “You want to tell me no.” His breath is a threat & a promise. “Do you know how long I’ve imagined taking you right here.” He turns me around. “Let me show you who you answer to.” I feel chills run down my back. “Do I like it when he talks to me this way?” I ask myself. The answer is fast “Yes, yes I do.” I can already feel myself getting wet at his words. “Strip.” It’s a command. “Don’t make me repeat myself, unless you want me to tie you to my desk for the night.” I meet his intense gaze defiantly crossing my arms. “And what if I refuse?” “What exactly are you going to do about it.” What the hell am I doing. Those drinks must have given me more courage than I thought. His eyes darken-something predatory shifting behind the surface. He moves with calculated precision, closing the distance between us until his chest brushes mine. The scent of expensive cologne & leather wrap around me. “Testing me already?” He asks.
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