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Payton’s words lingered in the air, as if this was a moment that they were both aware could change everything.
Madison’s eyes never left hers, and Payton could barely hear anything over the thundering swoosh of her pulse in her ears.
What was the worst that could happen if she really did what she wanted to do?
Madison would hardly kick her out. She still needed Payton for Jen and Hazel’s wedding.
Would Madison fire her when they got back to New York?
Quite possibly.
And was this worth that risk?
That was the question that Payton was wrestling with when Madison’s free hand grabbed a fistful of Payton’s shirt and tugged her close, eliminating the space between them, and then Madison’s soft lips were crashing against her own.
Payton sighed into the kiss, her hand on Madison’s hip, and when Madison didn’t pull away, Payton tilted her head, deepening the kiss, savoring the feeling of Madison’s lips against her own, because this was so much more than anything Payton had ever let herself daydream about.
Madison’s lips were hot, possessive. This wasn’t a tentative first kiss. This was hungry. Passionate. And when Madison let out a breathy sigh, Payton’s hand found Madison’s cheek, bringing their lips back together, their tongues searching.
A chill chased up Payton’s back as she lost herself in the kiss, pushing all the questions swirling around in her head aside.
What was this for Madison?
Was this entirely fueled by alcohol?
Whatever was going on with Madison, Payton could safely say that she’d never been kissed like this before.
She was also sure that she’d never wanted someone to kiss her as much as she’d wanted Madison to. Payton had been painfully aware of her crush on her boss for the last year, but this was… This was so much more than she’d ever allowed herself to imagine.
Payton could have sworn the ground tilted when Madison’s tongue glided over her own, and then she felt a weight against her chest as Madison pulled away.
Madison’s palm was resting on her chest, her fingers splayed, her arm extended. Her eyes fluttered open as she put enough space between them to meet Payton’s eyes.
“We can’t do this,” Madison said with a sigh as she caught her breath.
An ache started deep within her chest when Payton realized how much she wanted this to be real. She searched Madison’s eyes, trying to figure out what she could say to change her mind, to make her see that they could be mature about this, all without sounding desperate.
Madison’s hand left Payton’s chest, shaking her head as she ran that hand through her hair, looking away from Payton. “We just can’t.” She’d said it so low that Payton had to wonder if she was saying it more to convince herself than Payton.
“Talk to me,” Payton said, taking the chance that it would be better to let Madison explain than to try and convince Madison that this was worth pursuing.
Madison’s gaze found her own, studying Payton, but it only took a second for Madison’s eyes to drop from her shoulders, boldly assessing her with a seductive gaze, and then Madison muttered a curse as she leaned in to kiss Payton again, her hand sliding through Payton’s hair as she brought their lips together.
Payton couldn’t contain the moan that escaped from her lips, every nerve firing as Madison kissed her with even more passion, even more certainty after she’d just told Payton that this couldn’t happen.
Payton was on a rollercoaster, and she was here for every twist and turn, no matter how jarring, because Madison drove her crazy, and Payton seemed to have no self-control when it came to her boss.
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Madison knew she had to stop this. But every time she tried to pull away, she was drawn back in, into another heart-stopping kiss.
And even when she had managed to put some space between them, to say out loud that this couldn’t happen, she still couldn’t stop herself from kissing Payton.
Madison fisted Payton’s shirt again as their tongues danced, the chemistry off the charts.
Her mind screamed at her to get her shit together. That this was the kind of thing she’d seen dozens of men do over the years. So how was she going to let herself do that? To sleep with her personal assistant. To throw away more than twenty years of a flawless reputation. For what? One night?
Madison’s mind wasn’t in control here though. Her body had taken over. She felt helpless, like she couldn’t do anything other than give into this.
