“May I?” I nodded toward the mouse, not wanting to touch her again. Well that’s not true. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to taste her. I wanted to fuck her until this excruciating need aching in my cock was satisfied.
She moved her hand, and I took the mouse and began clicking various functions on the spreadsheet. I glanced down at her, noting how intently she was watching what I was doing.
Finally, the data was reorganized by the various areas of the resort.
She looked up at me with those amazing blue eyes. “Would you like me to do that with the other data too?”
What I wanted would probably make her blush. “Yes.”
She stared up at me, biting her lower lip, making me crazy with a desire to taste her. Her lips were fucking fantastic. Pink and full, and holy fuck, they tasted delicious. It was only as that thought rolled through my brain that I realized I was kissing her.
I was about to stop until I realized she was kissing me back. At least I thought she was. Her head turned slightly, giving me better access to her mouth. Her lips were soft as they moved against mine. I ran my tongue along the seam of her lips seeing if she’d open for me. Her lips parted, and then I knew for sure that she was kissing me back. Her tongue snaked out, lapping against mine.
Fire raced through my body, and all I could think about was getting naked and pounding away until I’d released every ounce of cum in my body.
Shit. What was I doing? I pulled back. “Sara… I’m sorry…” I was a man that usually took what he wanted, especially from a willing woman. But Sara worked for me. The whole point of her being in my office was to keep her from falling prey to my horny brother, and yet here I was kissing her and considering fucking her on her desk.
“It’s okay…”
Please don’t call me sir, I thought as she started to speak.
“I liked it.” She gave me that smile that was both sweet and sensual. Did she know she did that? There was also a vulnerability in her expression. Like she was worried she’d fallen short.
“I liked it too,” I said wanting to reassure her. “But it’s not appropriate. I’m supposed to be watching out for you.”
“I don’t feel taken advantage of or violated,” she said.
I cocked my head. “Have you ever felt like that?”
She looked down. I realized she must have. A woman who looked like her probably couldn’t escape fuckhead men wanting something from her in exchange for their help. I wanted pummel all of them. Then I wondered if I was any different. I was her boss and I wanted to fuck her. Of course, I hadn’t offered her anything in exchange for sexual favors, but I had just kissed her and I had power over her.
“I’m sorry, Sara,” I said again, feeling like a complete and total douche.
“Please don’t be sorry.” She put her hand over mine on her desk and looked up at me. I stared into her brilliant blue eyes and realized I wasn’t the one with power here. I was bewitched by my intern.
6
Sara
I was a virgin, but that didn’t mean I’d never been kissed. However, I’d never been kissed the way Chase kissed me. I couldn’t pinpoint what it was that had my ears buzzing and my body humming. Was it his taste? The smooth softness of his lips? The hot dip of his tongue into my mouth? All I knew was that the minute his lips touched mine, my world spun away into oblivion. My entire body caught fire. My nipples hardened and ached to be free from the grating fabric of my bra. The area between my thighs contracted and got wet. His kiss was like a nuclear bomb going off in my body compared to the little fizz I had from Glenn’s kiss.
Although I understood his regret, I didn’t like that he felt that way. How many times had a man in power tried to coerce me sexually? Every time I was revolted by it. I couldn’t imagine letting any of them getting their grubby hands on me. To be honest, I couldn’t understand why women liked sex because for the most part, my experience was with men who used and abused women.
But I’d do anything to have Chase touch me. Somehow, he was different. Maybe it was because he wasn’t using his power to get me naked. The truth was, as he leaned over me helping with the spreadsheet, by body grew hot and needy as his warmth and scent enveloped me. I might have screamed if he didn’t kiss me.
But he was right. He was my boss. It wasn’t wise to give up my power to him. My goal was to become self-sufficient and not rely on a man to save me.