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He drops a kiss on the top of my head, so unexpectedly charming, that my scowl falters. “Because I’m your problem now. Come, help me finish these reports and then we can go home.”
I’m already being wheeled into his office and I grumble loudly, just for effect.
It takes us an hour to finish the reports and Jace’s mood worsens as he sees the numbers on the screen. Finally, he growls, “What the hell is this?”
I glance over at the numbers and shrug. “That’s your department, not mine.”
He gives me a look before his fingers start moving furiously over the keyboard.
I toy with my phone, wondering if I should order in tonight. It’s been a long day for me and I just don’t want to cook.
“There.”
“Huh?” I look up at his comment. “You fixed it?”
He’s looking oddly satisfied. “Yeah.”
“So, can we go now?”
He watches me before asking nonchalantly, “What’s the time?”
“Around nine.” I look at my watch.
“Lock the door.”
Now that has me blinking and I narrow my eyes at him. “Why?”
When he raises a brow, I see the shift in him, the particular streak of dominance that I’ve only seen in him when we’re in bed. I’m no longer looking at my boss but at my lover, and excitement stirs in my stomach. However, my mouth opens and I murmur, oddly aware of how my nipples are tightening under his gaze, “But this is the office.”
He’s leaning back in his seat now and watching me. “So? Lock the door and come here.”
I see that same hunger in his eyes that makes me so weak in the knees. “I’m still mad at you,” I mutter. The way his lips curve has me turning wet.
“Then let me make it up to you.”
Even as I want to protest, my feet are moving towards the door. As my hands reach towards the lock and turn, I hear him come up behind me and I freeze.
Rough fingers move the ends of my hair from my nape and I feel his hot breath on my skin, making me shiver. His mouth is hot and wet and he drags his tongue down my nape. The action is so dirty in a way that my breathing grows labored.
I feel one hand on my waist and he drags it down, his mouth finding my ear and nibbling on it,
all the while as my hands remain fisted against the door, my mind deliciously blank.
“Ever had a quickie, Halley?” His voice is a low growl.
I close my eyes, a soft groan slipping out of my lips at the way his words caress my skin.
His hands trail down my blouse and palm my ass, squeezing it in punishment for keeping him waiting.
“No,” the denial is a gasp because he raises his and smacks it on my clothed bottom in a harsh manner. I feel the sting of pain, and at the same time, my pussy clenches.
Jace notices the hitch in my voice and I can hear the amusement in his, as he asks, “Do you like getting spanked?”
Logic dictates that I say no, as does embarrassment, and then I feel his words against my skin. “This is our time, Halley. This is just me and you. Be honest with yourself and me. You’ll like it.”
My heart quivers at his words, daring to believe them, and the ‘yes’ is torn from my lips just as I feel his hand descend on my backside again. I whimper at the flash of pleasure and pain.
Then he says, “I really do like these skirts that you’re wearing. When you started out in all those miniskirts and short blouses, I just wanted to put you on my knee and paint your ass red.”
