Office Hate by Dyken Rachel van

Author:Dyken, Rachel van [Dyken, Rachel van]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Humour
ISBN: 9781946061799
Amazon: B08VS3L7HV
Goodreads: 56952866
Publisher: Van Dyken Enterprises INC
Published: 2021-05-13T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Olivia

I let him touch me.

And I wanted him to touch me more.

Instead, I hesitated, my hand wrapped around him. His eyes twinkled with what could only be understood to reflect mischief and mayhem as he slowly pried his body away from mine and walked to the bathroom.

The sound of the shower filled the room.

The light filtered into the master.

Was I supposed to follow him?

Was that an invite?

And why did I find it so sexy? His confidence that I’d just pant after him just because he knew how to use his hands!

And I didn’t mean just for the tools.

I lay back against the bed and sighed.

I imagined a perfect world where water slid down Mark’s perfect body, and he let me lick each droplet off his perfect six-pack.

Maybe he was scared in there…all alone. Snakes had been known to come up through the drains!

In some…countries. I gulped.

I mean, a good human would check on him, right? After all the trauma?

I cleared my throat and stared at the bathroom door, willing it to open, and when another few minutes went by, I finally decided to check on him, like the good person I was.

I jerked open the door and froze.

He was standing there under the rain showerhead looking up at the ceiling, lips parted as droplets of water ran down his flawlessly sculpted chin, down his thick chest, his six-pack, and then…

Damn it.

How was it fair that he was so big? HOW?

As if sensing me, he looked over, and that idiot crooked his finger at me. And what did I do?

Cuss him out?

Point and laugh?

No.

I started stripping.

And then I was walking.

And then I was under the showerhead.

And he was devouring my mouth, and I was letting him because isn’t life too short anyway? Why not taste my enemy? A man who, in another world, would be a friend?

Then again, friends? They don’t taste this way.

They don’t taste like sinning.

Or like I was falling, and only Mark knew how to catch me.

His tongue swirled around mine, and then he was tugging my ponytail out and pulling my hair. Before I knew it, I was jumping into his arms, and he was pumping into me like we were horny teenagers. He felt so big, so good, so right that I just went with it.

It happened way too fast.

Like something you excuse to your parents, oh sorry mom I just fell on top of him, and he just happened to be naked, oh and same here.

Gah, but so… good, so… good. “Don’t stop!” I screamed.

“Never.” He pumped into me, his strong thighs slapping against mine as our mouths collided in a frenzy of kisses, tongue, and need.

“Now,” I begged.

“Bossy,” he replied, slamming his hands against the tile like he needed to hold on to something other than me to go harder.

“Always!” I screamed as I climaxed, feeling him spill into me.

Panting, I opened my eyes.

He didn’t freak out like I expected or push me away and draw a line in the sand. He just

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