My Naughty Boss

Over the thundering beat of my heart, I stared at him. He approached without saying a word, stopping just in front of me. We stood there with the ocean breeze gusting towards us, blowing my hair wild. With one strong gust, his mouth hitched at the corner, and he reached over, smoothing my hair out of my eyes, his touch sending a hot shiver through me.

“How did you know I was here?” I finally asked.

“I asked Danny to help me find you.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be on the way to London?” I asked.

“I was. I canceled the trip until the week after next. I'm hoping you'll be able to go by then.”

I stared at him, uncertain what to make of any of this—his presence here, what it meant he’d asked Danny to help find me, and the fact he’d canceled his travel. I might not have known Lucas long, but I knew without a doubt, work was his priority.

I shook my head finally. “I can't go to London, Lucas. I took this weekend to figure out how to tell you I need to cancel my contract with Chandler International. I didn't mean for it to happen, but this thing with us is too much. It's not just sex for me. I know you don't ever intend to be serious with someone, so I need to take care of myself.”

He stepped closer, shaking his head slightly.

Uncertain of what he meant, I stepped back. “Please don't. I can't do this.”

“The only thing I want from you is for you give me a chance.”

I didn’t see how it was physiologically possible, but my heart beat even faster. “Give you a chance for what?”

He cleared his throat, and for the first time ever, I saw uncertainty flickering in his gaze. “It's not just sex for me either. Don't get me wrong, that's amazing,” he said with one of those devastating grins that made my heart trip and fall on its ass. “I seem to have fallen for you.”

My heart flew into my throat, emotion rocking me. I shook my head again. I couldn't quite believe him. “What do you mean?”

“I'm in love with you. It's crazy, it doesn't make sense, but it is what it is,” he said simply, his voice gruff.

Tears pressed against my eyes, and the next thing I knew I was in his arms, blubbering that I loved him too.

Epilogue

Lucas

One year later

I walked down the hallway at the offices, veering into the suite where Sophia's office was. She insisted on keeping her office here with Suzanne despite my attempts to move her into the suite with me. She declared she couldn't get any work done if I was right there.

My heart knocked against my chest as I walked through the waiting area. I was relieved to see that Suzanne was on her lunch break. I knocked swiftly on Sophia's door and stepped inside. She was on the phone, her hips leaning against her desk as she looked out the windows behind her. I walked straight to her, stepping behind her, sliding my hands over the curve of her hips and dropping kisses along the side of her neck.

I felt her breath draw in sharply and grinned against her skin.

“Megan, I have to go. Something just came up,” she said quickly.

I heard the murmur of Megan's reply before Sophia flung her phone down and spun in my arms.

“What are you doing? I can't get anything done when you come here in here like this,” she protested, although her cheeks were flushed, and I saw the desire flashing in her eyes.

“Let’s have lunch,” I said with a chuckle as I deftly unbuttoned her blouse and slid a palm inside to cup one of her breasts.

Her nipple puckered under my touch, and a little gasp escaped from her lips.

“You are naughty,” she said with a giggle.

“I suppose I am,” I murmured as I let my lips make their way down her neck to lave her nipple, my tongue dampening the silk.

Meanwhile, I pulled her skirt up and slid her hips onto the desk, pushing her silk panties out of the way and sinking my fingers inside her core. I found her hot, wet and ready. I didn't wait. I tugged her hips to the edge of the desk, almost groaning when her knees fell open easily. She got right with program, quickly freeing my cock. Inside of a few seconds, I was sinking inside of her slick channel.

“You'd better make this quick,” she murmured between moans and gasps. “I have a meeting in ten minutes.”