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“Then show me.”
It’s all the invitation he needs. His hands frame my face, tilting my head back.
His mouth claims mine, full of fervent hunger that makes my head swim.
We’re instantly lost in each other, a tangle of limbs and longing.
My back presses against the freshly painted wall as Bash kisses a fiery trail down my neck.
Sparks course through my veins, making every part of me throb with need.
“Fuck, Wyn, you taste divine.”
His voice vibrates against my skin, a physical touch that sends shivers spiraling straight to my clit.
I moan at the contact, my fingers gripping the lapels of his blazer.
The kiss becomes hot and insistent, full of the familiar burning desire that consumes me whenever we touch.
Bash’s other hand traces down the side of me, resting on my hip.
His touch is fire, and I’m melting under it. In this moment, he owns me.
And I never want it to end.
Every stroke of his tongue against mine reminds me that this man wants me—needs me.
He pulls back to undo the buttons on my blouse, revealing my black silk bra.
Bash hums low in his throat, his mouth descending over one of my nipples.
My knees threaten to buckle, but my monster always supports me—now and in everything else.
Waves of pleasure cascade through my entire being when Bash tugs my bra back to feast on my exposed flesh.
The connection between us reaches dizzying heights.
It’s like I’m teetering on the edge of an exquisite explosion of sensation that only Bash can create.
“More,” I beg.
He looks up at me, his pink gaze bright as liquid pleasure pools in my stomach.
Without hesitation, he leans back up, capturing my lips in another deeply passionate kiss.
In these stolen seconds, nothing else exists but us, lost in our rapture—our love.
A knock on the door jolts us apart, and I quickly right my clothes and sit down in my new chair as Bash opens the door.
Sarah walks in, all smiles to congratulate me on my promotion.
I strain my ears to see if I can hear an undercurrent of sarcasm in her tone, but the CAO appears to be genuine.
Bash continues to grin, so I’m inclined to think Sarah bears me no ill will for my new position.
She asks if I want to get lunch before telling Bash that Marcie is looking for him.
When she leaves, my monster goes to shut the door—perhaps to resume what was interrupted—but his receptionist calls for him.
