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It was the detachment in his voice that kind of set something off in me. I thought hearing those words would make me feel like the entire earth was going to swallow me up, but I just felt… angry. It was the detachment in his voice that made me feel like… like…
“Your reporting style, while attention-grabbing, would be detrimental in the long run. Respected reporters can exude fun and be fun while still minimizing the risk of being ridiculed on the internet—” Ben was going on and on about his opinions.
“I think you’re full of shit,” the words escaped my mouth before I could catch them. They were now out in the world, and try as I might, I could never, ever take them back. But when I saw the surprised expression replace his usually indifferent face, I couldn’t bring myself to regret it. In fact, I even wanted to double down.
“Excuse me?” Ben’s eyes were the widest I had ever seen.
“You heard me.” The strength returned to my voice, but my body was shaking from the rage I had been building up over the last few weeks. “I think you’reelatedto see that your precious OVT Network is getting a lot of attention. I think—no, Iknowyou liked my story, and Iknowthat you’re forcing yourself to see the bad side.” There were no more internal barriers holding me back.
“If you think you know me, then you’re making a big mistake, Olivia,” Ben retorted, his face morphing into anger, but I could not back down now.
There was no going back from this, so I stood up. I stood up so I could stand up for myself. I was finally standing up for myself.
“I have done nothing but work long hours trying to please you and your impossible standards.” My voice was slowly coming out as a yell, though I was trying my best to control my volume. I wanted to get a point across, not have a screaming contest with my boss. “But there was always something wrong. No matter howhardI tried, you always found a way to nitpick every single little detail.” I was not in full control of my head anymore. I didn’t even realize that I daringly walked over to his desk and leaned over his sitting frame. “I’m sorry I can’t be factory-processed to be a reporter of your liking, but I know I am adamngood reporter, and I now know, after weeks of being hen-pecked, oh sorry,rooster-pecked, I don’t need any approval from you,” I declared with my full heart, and Ben stood up as well, inching closer and not backing down.
I forced myself to stay right where I was, even as Ben crowded me. I refused to take a step back.
“You know,” Ben’s voice came out dangerously low. It wasn’t just venomous, it was deadly. “For a relatively new reporter, you have a lot of nervetalking to me like that.” His scowl was as visible as ever, and I could feel the heat of his breath on my face. His fists clenched up as the light in his green eyes began to dim. Something else replaced it… something dark, something strong.
My heart raged uncontrollably, almost bursting out of my chest. My vision began to blur from all my emotions, and I was completely lost.
“And for a President of a successful company, you’re the most infuriating man I’ve ever met!” I barked, barely inches away from his face.
It was one of those moments where there wasn’t any logic running in my head anymore. All my reasoning, my rationality—all of them out of the window. I was only fueled by one thing and one thing only: my primal instincts.
So while I was in a heavy argument against my boss, once I got a whiff of his intoxicating cologne, I felt all of my inhibitions shed away from my body. With a rough yank to Ben’s shirt, I found my mouth colliding forcefully against his lips. In a flash, I felt both of his rough and firm hands tightly clasping around my waist, pulling me closer for a deep, punishing kiss.
His desk stubbornly sat between us as our lips couldn’t get enough. I felt his tongue slip inside my mouth, teasing me, drawing out a low whimper. He explored my mouth and my knees went weak. I leaned my entire body against his desk, needing support, needing to be closer to him.
All I could think about was how he tastedexquisiteand how rough he was as he claimed me. It sent shivers through my body and liquid heat pooled between my legs.
His lips left mine and I let out a frustrated whimper. I wanted nothing else than to feel his body next to me. Nothing else mattered. Even as I hated him, I wanted him. I needed him.
“Up,” Ben growled, as he lifted me up and across the desk with almost no effort.
Suddenly, I was on my knees on his desk, pressed tightly against him. I could feel every hard ridge against my soft curves. His lips were everywhere—my neck, collarbone, behind my ear—as I tried to help him out of his suit jacket.
His arms wrapped around me and tightly gripped my ass, my back arching and pressing myself into him even more fully.
I moaned low and Ben swallowed it with his mouth.
My hands were on his arms, which were perfectly defined, even through the thin material of his shirt. Suddenly, he pulled my legs, and I was on my ass on his desk. He slowly crept his fingers under my dress and played with the hem of my underwear. As his knuckles brushed my core through the thin cotton, stars burst behind my eyes. I needed more.
I started undoing the buttons of his shirt, gently pushing it off and tossing it on the floor. He helpfully raised his arms as I took off the undershirt he wore.
“Oh my God,” I breathlessly whispered as I gently ran my hands up and down his chest. Every single inch of muscle was perfectly defined, not to mention he was absolutely stunning with the heated smirk on his gorgeous face. I couldn’t control myself anymore—I couldn’t control myself at all. All I wanted to do was have him for myself. Without another word, my lips fell back onto his.
The sexiest chuckle escaped Ben’s mouth in between kisses, and it made me shudder even more. My senses were being overloaded by… all of him. His voice, his scent, and hisblazinghot body. It was driving me insane that I was passionately making out with this insanely attractive man.
Before I knew it, I was off the desk, legs wrapped around him as he carried us to his couch. He sat down, with me straddling him. His erection was right where I needed friction the most, and I bucked my hips back and forth. Ben groaned, and it was quite possibly the sexiest sound I had ever heard.
“Impatient, are we?” he breathed into my ear. His hand snaked its way back inside my underwear, drawing out a long moan.
“Oh, Mr. Oviatt,” I whispered as he found the exact spot and rhythm. He didn’t fumble, his movements were confident and sure. The result was mind melting pleasure.
“You like that, Ms. Taylor?” How could he even ask such an absurd question? Of course, I liked this. I fucking needed more.
His breath on my ear lobe set my entire body on fire.
