Page 70 of The Boss Problem

I kissed her in response—fervent kisses. I’d been wounded more than I’d expected when she said, back in the car, that she felt nothing. I had told myself that it didn’t matter—it couldn’t matter—but it had hurt. The woman who was part of my eroticdreams every night was not affected by me? Her admission now soothed a tormented emotion that had started in the car.

“Especially when you stood up for me so gallantly after Will bailed,” she said between kisses.

“Stop saying his name,” I shot back.

I bit her lip in punishment. Unfortunately, she liked it a little too much, going by how she pressed up against me.

I didn’t want that blasted man’s name crossing her lips ever again, so I pulled her till she was sitting on my cock, trapped in my boxers. She smelled amazing, and I couldn’t wait to have my hungry mouth on her soft skin.

I could feel her warmth through the layers of clothes and moved gently until she closed her eyes at the sudden pleasure. I had found the right spot.

“Uff,” she murmured, her voice tender as she ground my cock over my boxers.

I sat up, pressing my lips to her neck, biting down gently while she threw her head back.

“It was killing me all day to think about you going out with Will. I couldn’t bear to consider how easy it was for him to do what I’d wanted to do all along,” I muttered against her skin, my fingers rubbing up and down the sides of her legs.

She arched her back as my lips trailed down her neck to her cleavage to the delicious dip underneath her blouse.

“Like asking you out,” I said, my breath hot and heavy against her skin.

Her eyes were misty and gentle, and her hands were working through my hair, weakening me.

“You’ve been wanting to ask me out?” she asked softly.

A small creak sounded as the bed moved underneath her, and the two of us froze before I remembered that her brother wasn’t here.

“Henry’s going to kill me if he finds out I’m doing this with my boss,” Chloe said, her eyes widening as she considered the consequences.

“Hey,” I said, pulling her face toward me and pressing a kiss on her forehead and her nose and her cheeks. “There’s going to be no bad consequences for whatever happens tonight—do you hear me?”

Her expression was tender as she gazed back at me, and then she pulled me to her. My erection was hard and ready, straining against my boxers.

“I’d been waiting for a sight of you all day today,” she whispered into my ear while she ground against me eagerly.

I closed my eyes, stifling a groan, while I palmed her stomach. Her skin was smooth, like satin. Just this fleeting touch sent shivers down my back. I’d been aching to reach up to her breasts all through dinner.

“And you denied me what I desperately wanted,” she said.

My breath was ragged against her cheek as I looked at her fiercely, remembering why I’d stayed away.

“I don’t want you to go out with Will ever again,” I growled back, my fingers slipping under her blouse while her breath was on my shoulder, kissing me blindly.

“I won’t,” she murmured against my chest, and my heart swelled at those words.

Under her blouse, I found the cup of her bra and slipped my fingers under it. She let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering shut while I thumbed her pointed nipple. Her skin was warm, and her tit was hard.

“Will was just a distraction to get over you,” she gasped, throwing her head back. “I can’t think of any other man but you all day long, and it’s fucking frustrating.”

I used both hands to open the buttons of her blouse, and my gaze was on her cleavage. I was rock hard by the time I reachedthe last button and leisurely parted the sides of her blouse, revealing a deep beige lace bra that barely concealed much.

“Fuck, Chloe,” I muttered, a heady feeling shooting through me. I was a goner.

She was well endowed, her curves barely contained in that slim fabric. I made a low sound of approval before I turned away, hit by a sudden ache.

The fancy underwear meant she’d been hoping for something to happen with Will tonight.

Chloe must have known what was going through my mind because she put her hands on my cheeks and forced me to look into her eyes. “Hey. Will meant nothing to me.” She sat up straight and kissed my lower lip seductively. “A distraction to take my mind off you.” She kissed my cheeks and my forehead. “I failed at that, obviously.”

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