Alexander Kane’s thumb was still resting on my bottom lip, pressing gently like he was testing how soft I was.
The simple touch sent heat rushing through my entire body. I hated how my thighs instinctively pressed together. Hated how my n*****s had already hardened against my cheap bra.
He noticed. Of course he noticed.
A dark smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he slowly dragged his thumb down, pulling my bottom lip slightly before letting go.
“You’re already blushing,” he murmured, his voice low and smooth. “I haven’t even done anything to you yet.”
He walked back behind his desk but didn’t sit down. Instead, he leaned against it, crossing his powerful arms over his chest.
“Let me be very clear, Miss Ellis,” he said, his eyes never leaving mine. “I don’t hire girls for their
