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Then again, I am the boss… I could just do whatever pleases me.
“We did something wrong, Mr. Evans,” Megan whispers. “I drank too much and jumped you. That’s unacceptable behavior, and it won’t happen again.”
“What makes you think it won’t?” I raise my eyebrow, challenging her.
She’s indignant, of course. It’s so adorable. “Because I’m your PA, Mr. Evans, not your lover!”
Megan’s eyes widen when she realizes what she said, and a dark red blush starts on her cheeks. I can’t help but smile at how pretty it looks on her.
“I think you forgot something when it’s just the two of us,” I say as I lean toward her. “I told you not to call me Mr. Evans.”
Kissing her in the office is playing with the fire, but I’m telling myself that as the boss, I can bend the rules a little bit. And I don’t think I can last another day without kissing Megan again.
She tenses, her hands going to my arms. I think she’s going to push me away, and I wouldn’t blame her if she did. I am practically pawing her, after all. Then her fingers tighten on my biceps, and she’s kissing me back.
Damn, when her fire is lit up, she knows how to give as good as she gets. Her kisses are like pure heat, and that tongue when I tangle it with mine… I didn’t think someone’s tongue would make me this lightheaded.
My cock isn’t bothering to hide that I’m aroused now. And I don’t even want to hide it. But that damn skirt she’s wearing is getting in the way of her feeling me better.
I nudge Megan back and onto the edge of the desk. She breaks off the kiss with a gasp as I push her skirt up her thighs.
“Joel… we shouldn’t…” Her hand covers mine to stop me.
“Because you think someone’s going to come in?”
“Of course someone’s going to come in!” she hisses. “We shouldn’t…”
I cut her off with another kiss, one that makes her whimper. I’m aware that we might get caught, but that seems to add another level of excitement. Cupping her backside through her panties, I rock my erection against her. Megan squeaks, which turns into a moan when I do it again. Her arms go around my shoulders, and she’s pressing herself against me.
God, I would love to get all her clothes off and see what her body really looks like. But that’s a step too far, even for me, given the circumstances.
I just have to have a feel now, to remind my brain what Megan feels like in my arms.
When we break the kiss, both of us are panting. I lean my forehead against hers.
“It’s been three weeks, and not touching you has driven me insane,” I breathe, my mouth close to hers.
“Joel…”
I love my name on her lips. I touch a finger to her mouth.
“I’m not a bastard who fucks their PA in the office,” I say. “I won’t disrespect you like that. But trust me, that doesn’t mean I won’t at some point in the future.”
Megan’s mouth drops open, her eyes looking like saucers. I know what I’ve just said has shocked her, but I’m not about to leave her in limbo. She knows that I’m attracted to her by now, and despite her protests, I am fully aware the feeling is mutual. What there is between us is going to explode at some point.
As much as I want to make out with her on the desk for longer, other employees could come in and catch us any minute. I’m not putting Megan in that position. Squeezing her firm backside one more time, I kiss her quickly but deeply and step back slowly.
“Don’t push me away. You know you can rely on me.” Then I gesture at her desk. “Close everything down and go home. It can all wait. And don’t you dare take that binder with you. Even the wedding planner needs a break.”
“I…” Megan swallows, her face and neck—even her chest—is flushed. Then she nods. “Yes, Mr. Evans. I mean… Yes, Joel.”
Seeing my normally feisty personal assistant sitting on her desk, her skirt hitched up enough for me to see her simple cotton panties and those lovely shapely legs, is a sight I could never get bored of. I’m sorely tempted to pull her into my arms again, but I stop myself. This is a time where I need to go a little slower.
We have all the time in the world. This is something I want to savor.
Aware that I’m openly staring at her, I turn and go back into my office, slumping against the door once it’s closed. My heart is racing. Maybe I shouldn’t have kissed her like that. Now I can’t think of doing anything else.
Chapter 7
