Rosa’s POV
I was pinned to the wall like a wallpaper. His body and one arm held me steadily while the other came up to my jaw.
“Feel that?” he asked. My lips were parted like I was in a trance. Then he flexed his hips forward. “That’s what your surrender does to me.”
I was trembling so hard that I could barely hold on. If his body was not steadying me up, I would have dived right into him.
He kissed me again, softer, when I wanted it rough. Then he pulled back, enough to speak. “Tell me what you want, Rosa?”
I shook my head, mortified. I couldn’t say it. He was my boss. I hated him even and I had promised there would be no strings attached.
But he waited for my answer.
The silence stretched and I wished he could hear my heart’s call and continue. When I couldn’t hold it any longe
