CHRISTIAN'S POV
I shoved the files off my desk, barely registering the thud as they hit the floor.
When did it get to this?
Olivia clung to me, her breath hot, her hands running over my body in a wild frenzy as we kissed, my tongue tracing hers in slow strokes.
Where did this fierce energy come from? Where did the passion come from?
Last night, she had been begging beneath me, writhing with pleasure. Now, she wanted to be in control so badly.
And just minutes ago...we were only talking.
So when?
Oh...I had crossed over to her, hadn't I?
After she had blatantly denied suggesting we f**k in my office, I had been baffled by her boldness, and audacity, which was a clear contrast to the innocent look on her face.
But no...she wasn't innocent.
The way she kissed me now, pressing her b
