Page 20 of In His Office

Of what it would feel like.

Of how hard I would come…

“Miss Davis, you’re full of surprises,” he drawled, his voice hoarse with his own desire. His body pressed against mine, the hard line of his cock pressed against my hip, and I sucked in a breath. I’d seen the proof of his arousal, but now that I felt it for the first time, it was the kind of big that made a girl nervous.

It was certainly much larger than any man I’d ever been with before.

Sure, there had been Derek—Mr. No-Long-Distance who had been my ex-fiancé, the aspiring musician who was more in love with his guitar than he ever could be with me. His passion had been admirable, but his inability to commit to anything beyond his next gig was frustrating. Plus, the way he’d broken it off with me had left more than a sour taste in my mouth.

Then there was the grad student Alex, whose idea of a date night was a quiet study session in the library. He was sweet, but our conversations lacked depth and excitement, and then there was the complete lack of chemistry in the bedroom.

Those memories paled in comparison to the intensity radiating from Hunter right now. He exuded a sense of certainty and strength that I hadn’t ever encountered before. It was in the way he held himself, the confidence in his stride, the assuredness in every word he spoke. Even now, with the tumultuous mix of emotions hanging in the air, he seemed unshakably composed.

It was as if the men I’d been with before had simply been boys.

Hunter Blackwater was a man.

“Enough to keep a man like you on your toes,” I quipped, trying to hide the way my voice shook with heat. My nipples scraped against the lace of my bra. The feeling of it was painful, and I drew my lip between my teeth, nibbling on it as I tried to get a hold of myself.

His hand reached for my face, cupping my cheek as his thumb grazed over my cheekbone. His touch was gentle, but I could tell he was holding back.

“Indeed,” he mused, his gaze searching mine as if I held all the answers. Questions whirled through my mind instead.

What was going to happen between us? Should I have left? Was I about to ruin everything with whatever came next?

Would he still be my boss tomorrow if I did this?

His hand moved to the back of my neck, and then his lips descended to meet mine. His kiss made all the others seem soft, and it sent my head reeling.

His mouth moved over mine punishingly hard, and I kissed him back with just as much intensity, only I couldn’t quite match his. His need for me was borderline obsessive, and in seconds, my lips ached. His tongue struck mine, tangling with me in a volley of dominance that demanded my surrender.

“The moment you locked that door, Miss Davis, you became mine,” he growled.

The sound of his voice reverberated through the room, its deep, resonant quality echoing the intensity of the moment. The effect was like a cold glass of water on a hot summer day—shocking, refreshing, and somehow exactly what I didn’t know I needed.

He reached down and grabbed my skirt. He wrenched it up, exposing the expanse of my bare thigh, and I sucked in an unsteady breath.

Holy fucking shit!

He was going to find out what kind of underwear I was wearing.

He was going to think I was some little slut for dressing for him like this. I bit my lip as he tugged up my skirt, and when he exposed my panties, I sucked in a breath of shame.

I closed my eyes and waited at his sharp intake of breath.

“Fuck. I had wondered what you were wearing underneath this beautiful outfit. Did you wear these pretty panties for me, my perfect little slut?”

His words raced through me like a sudden heated shower. I gasped, wanting to fight against him, yet losing control so quickly it felt like the carpet had been swept right out from under my feet.

“I…”

“Such a naughty girl,” he growled. Then, using the flats of his fingers, he slapped my pussy over the seat of my panties. I started, the light sting overwhelming me for a long second.

I blushed hard.

There was no way he wasn’t going to know how wet I was now.

“I didn’t—” I tried, but he cut me off with a savage snarl.

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