Page 180 of I Choose You

She whined and shook her head. “We’re at work,” she repeated.

“But I’m the boss.”

Her brows shot up. She perked at the challenge in my tone.

“Who’s going to discipline us?” I asked as I set my hand on her leg. I leaned in to kiss her cheek. “Who’s going to catch us?”

She cleared her throat and shook her head, jerking out of the chemistry sparking between us. “You’re not the boss yet.”

I dragged my hand along her thigh to get a hand on her ass.

“You’re not the boss until the end of the year,” she reminded me, although she scooted closer and set her hands on my chest.

“You’re not the boss until your dad retires.”

I pulled her all the way to the edge of the desk, parting her legs.

Her gasp followed the move, and I dove in to capture her parted lips. When she mewled and sucked on my tongue, I wondered if she would be quiet enough.

“Don’t obsess over the details,” I whispered.

She licked her lips. “Please, can we just do this meeting and then save this for at home?”

I dragged her panties down and shook my head.

“Todd’s going to wonder where I am. He needs this document finalized.” Her lids fluttered closed as I dipped my finger into her wet heat.

“Baby,” I said. “I’m your boss right now.”

She shuddered, gripping my chin to turn me for a hot kiss. “Is that so?”

I nodded, loving the way she grinned and pushed into my hands.

“What would you like me to do, boss?”

Fuck. Me. I pistoned my fingers in her as I leaned toward her ear. “I want you to get my dick out of my pants.”

Her fingers trembled as she obeyed, unzipping me and pulling my hard cock out. She rolled her thumb over the tip, spreading the liquid there.

“And I want you to be my beautiful good girl,” I whispered.

She panted against my mouth, her breaths coming fast and hot.

Knocks sounded.

“Kaden?” Pamela called out. “I’ve got something for you to sign when you’re free.”

Brooke widened her eyes at me, alarmed at getting caught.

“Sure. I’ll be out in a couple of minutes,” I called out to my secretary.

“A couple of minutes?” Brooke taunted in a sexy murmur.

I nodded. “I want you to be my beautiful good girl,” I repeated before I kissed her. “And be quiet.”

She disobeyed immediately, whining as I flipped up her skirt.

She tugged my cock toward her entrance. Watching her slim fingers on it would never fail to arouse me. We both stared as she lined me up. I thrust my hips forward, impaling her slowly.