Page 4 of Don't Leave Me

“Hana, how’s everything coming along?” he asked, and I could feel him peeking over my shoulder at my Macbook.

“Fine,” I said sharply.Whoa, where did that come from?

“You look a bit tense, Hana,” he said before I felt his hands on my shoulders.

Oh my god. Why is he touching me? What is happening?I tensed up even more, my body frozen.

“I…I guess I am,” I said quietly. My heart was now thumping wildly.

His hands started to move, massaging my shoulders slowly.What is going on? Oh my god.

“Close your eyes, Hana. Relax,” he said, his voice softer and calmer than I had ever heard.

I closed my eyes and tried to relax. “Okay.”

He continued to massage my shoulders, the feeling incredible but also…confusing.This definitely isn’t something a boss should be doing, but I really, really want it.

“You’re always so tense around me. Do I make you nervous?” he asked, his voice still soothing.

“Yes,” I answered honestly, my eyes still closed and enjoying his touch.

He stopped massaging me.Uh oh.

“Why do I make you nervous?”

He spun my chair around so I was now facing him and his intense gaze was all on me.

I gulped, even more nervous than before. “Because you’re very intimidating,” I answered, unable to look him in the eye for more than a second at a time as he hovered over me.

He smiled, as if he was amused by my answer.

“You’re so very sweet, Hana. And so compliant,” he observed, as if he were making some sort of plan.

I didn’t know how to answer. I could feel my heart racing, my body temperature rising, my mind going wild –what thefuckis going on?

“You’re eager please, aren’t you?”

He knelt down so we were now face to face, closer than we had ever been before.

Is he about to seduce me? Oh my god. OH MY GOD, IS HE ABOUT TO SEDUCE ME?

I nodded, biting my lip, scared shitless. “Yes,” my voice was almost a whisper.

“Yes what?” he responded immediately, his eyes intense again – I couldn’t stop staring at him now.

I hesitated before I went with my first instinct. “Yes…sir?”

He smiled triumphantly. He stood up and observed me again, then held his hand out for me to take. I raised my shaky hand to his and he gripped it, then pulled me up and walked us down the hall to his office, my heart going batshit crazy now.OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD.We walked into his office and he closed the door, making a note to lock it behind me. My knees were weakening as Michael stared at me and began to push me against the door, then firmly grabbed my wrists and raised them up beside me, against the door, his eyes wild before he quickly pressed his lips against mine. His kiss was so passionate, fervent…so urgent and feral. As quickly as it started, his lips parted from mine and he caught his breath, staring at me and my lips longingly.

“I want you, Hana,” he said with a low growl.

Holy. Shit.

“I want you too,” I responded, it sounding like a plea more than anything.

His lips were pressed against mine again as he let go of my arms and started to undress me quickly, simultaneously moving us from the door to the large couch that I never saw him nor anyone else sit on. He laid me down and our lips parted before he hovered over me and stared down at my body only covered by my bra and panties. He continued to stare at me as he removed his shirt, revealing his amazingly toned abs and arms, then kicked off his shoes and pants so he was down to his boxer briefs. I could see his huge erection underneath the thin cotton. I was suddenly very self-conscious; I was staring at possibly the sexiest man I had ever laid eyes on.

“Come here,” he ordered, grabbing himself as he still watched me.

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