"Come here," Rhys demands.
I would like to be more stubborn, but he could very well send me back to my cubicle. If I have to go through one more minute with this gnawing desire inside me, I’ll combust. I walk over to him, staying at arm’s length. His glare makes me move closer.
Rhys grabs me by the waist. Just as I think he’s going to have me sit on his lap, he pushes me across the desk instead, tugging my skirt upward. My body tenses and I try to get up. His large palm presses down my back, his other hand landing on my ass. I bite my lip to stifle a yelp.
"The things I’m going to do to this hot ass," he growls, hand running down my back. "You’re going to need a safe word."
"Huh?" I ask foolishly.
"Safe word," Rhys demands.
We’re really doing this. I wouldn’t be averse to anyth
