Sex, Lies and the CEO

“You don’t want to ask them about me?”

“I don’t care that much.”

“Okay.”

“I’m making up my own mind.”

He wanted that, he realized. He really wanted this woman to have a chance to make up her own mind about him. He found himself gathering her closer.

She resisted at first, going stiff in his arms.

But he persisted, and she eventually relaxed again. Her body softened against his, her curves molding to his angles. He drew their joined hands in close to their bodies, shifting his other palm higher, to the bare skin of her back. Their movements synced, and he couldn’t seem to keep his mind from wandering to a happy conclusion.

He wanted Darci Lake, wanted her very badly. He brought his cheek to her hair, inhaling a subtle scent of citrus. Her breasts had come up against his chest. Their thighs were touching, shifting together with every beat.

He gave in to temptation and kissed her hairline, whispering close to her ear. “I want you to stay tonight.”

She drew back in a shot, her striking green eyes blinking. She looked truly horrified, and he could have kicked himself.

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