His Gentle Touch Captured My Heart

Chapter 4

It hit me all of a sudden. This was exactly the time Charles, the warehouse administrator, made his daily rounds to restock and check the inventory.

My stomach dropped instantly, my heart hammering so hard against my ribs I thought it might burst. I held my breath on pure instinct, not daring to let even the tiniest gasp slip out.

I was drowning in cold, sharp terror. The thought of getting caught any second made my whole body scream to bolt right then and there.

But Brian only seemed to get more turned on. He ground his lips against mine, rough and teasing, a wicked edge to his tone. "Alice, this is where the real thrill is."

I was already burning with unfulfilled need, and the risk only stoked that fire into a roaring wildfire. But my brain was screaming that this was a terrible idea, and a wave of burning shame washed over me from head to toe.

Then Charles's footsteps grew louder and closer. The scrape of metal shelves being slid back and forth cut through the air, sharp and grating.

My entire body seized up, the panic so sharp it made my chest ache. I was this close to bursting into tears.

I was terrified he would round the corner and catch us any second. My mind spiraled with dread, my heart lodged in my throat.

Cold beads of sweat dotted Mr. Brian's forehead. "Alice, relax a little. You're gonna squeeze my fingers clean off."

The footsteps crept closer to the narrow aisle we were tucked in, now only a few shelves away. I was on the verge of falling apart, every nerve in my body frayed with panic.

I fisted the front of Brian's shirt so tight my knuckles went white. My brain went completely blank, my heart hammering so high in my throat I could taste it.

Right then, his hand clamped around my waist and he yanked me into the dead-end gap between two shelves.

We huddled in the narrow crevice between the two towering rows of racks. His broad, solid body shielded me from head to toe, blocking every possible line of sight from the outside.

This tiny nook was way too small for two grown adults, so we were pressed flush up against each other, so close I could hear every thud of his heartbeat crystal clear.

Charles's footsteps kept creeping closer and closer to our hiding spot. The sharp, screeching rip of tape being pulled off a roll sounded so close it was practically right in my ear. I didn't dare let my breath get even a hair louder.

My back was pressed to the icy cold metal shelf, while his searing hot chest pressed right against my front. The air between us hummed with thick, charged tension that left my mind reeling and my skin prickling, my pulse racing out of control.

Then, the next second, Brian pressed a trail of light, teasing kisses down my neck, his voice low and rough. "Alice, now things are gonna get even more exciting."

He kept one hand locked tight on my waist, lifted my right leg with the other, and thrust his thick hips forward hard...