Her New Reckless Boss: A Billionaire Romance by Claire Angel

Author:Claire Angel [Angel, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-04-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Zoe

Without warning, he scoops me up into his arms, keeping his lips on mine. I let out a soft squeak of surprise as he carries me toward the door. Wrapped up in his warm arms, I cling to him, though I’m not at all worried he might drop me.

A moment later, we’re in the elevator and when it stops, he carries me into an office. I don’t care where we are, though, and I take his face between my hands and kiss him again as he places me on my feet.

As we pull apart, he studies me with a devilish glint in his eyes. I know exactly what he wants and I want the same thing. I want to lose myself to this moment, to his touch, his embrace. I want to feel him and enjoy our time together. He seems so perfect for me, I wonder how well we’ll get along between the sheets.

But here in his office? The thought brings fresh heat to my cheeks, and I let out a soft moan of pleasure that makes him narrow his eyes as hunger fills his features. Feeling a bit like a mouse hunted by a cat, I back up a few steps, my heart thundering in my chest.

But he closes the gap between us, and I’m reminded how much I want him. With trembling hands, I run my palms up his shirt as he peels away his suit jacket. My fingers fumble with his top button and my knuckles graze the rough stubble under his chin as our gazes lock once more.

I can feel his pulse, smell his earthy cologne, and the heat rolling off him seeps into my skin. As I work on his shirt with clumsy hands, his palms roam down my back, pulling me closer to his hard body. I can feel his arousal growing between us, and my heart beats double time as my throat goes dry with excitement. I never wanted Jake this much, Heck, I’ve never wanted anyone this much.

I finally free the last button on his deep gray shirt and reveal those toned abs and that muscular chest I remember from the ab contest on the cruise. He looks even better up close, somehow. I want to run my tongue along every inch of those powerful muscles and trace the deep vee of his hips down to the bulge ever-growing in the front of his pants.

With a sly grin, I turn him around and shove him back toward the desk. When he’s seated on the nearly-empty metal surface, I climb into his lap. My whole body begs me to grind against him and the slippery-smooth material of my pants leaves me aching for friction.

I feel his hard length under me, nestled in that sweet spot between my hips and I whimper, torn between wanting more and my brain telling me this is too much too soon.

Except it’s not. This feels right. So why can’t I just go with it? That thought

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