“Don’t go giving me a big head,” he muttered, shaking his head.
“I’m not, but it’s the truth. I’ve dealt with enough interviews and questions for you that I know you don’t see it, but you have a butt load of fans who all think you’re just a great guy. Humble, cute, funny, and every actor or actress you’ve worked with has adored you.”
“What about you?”
“What about me what, Joshua?”
“What do you think about me?”
I swallowed hard, reaching for my glass to take a long drink. I wasn’t sure how to answer that. At least not beyond the obvious part of course.
“I think you’re a great boss,” I finally got out, which only made him smirk. He wasn’t fishing for that, and I knew it. I just felt like it was a lot safer than any other water we might dive into.
“Good to know, but not the question I was asking.”
“I think, Joshua,” I started, clenching my hands because I was going to give it all to him, “that the reason I placed such a huge bid was because I really liked you and felt that the only way you’d see me was like that, out of the boss and employee setting. I think you’re sexy, smart, driven, talented, and business savvy.”
“Good answer.”
Before I could blink, his hand was cupping the back of my neck, and his lips were on mine, answering one of my great wishes.
Chapter 6
Joshua
The kiss wasn’t supposed to be on the menu, but all I could think about as she talked was her lips. How I wanted to be the fork or the glass that she kept licking and tasting.
And her confession.
Yeah, I didn’t mean for it to happen, but it had my dick up and ready to join the action too.
She didn’t realize how special she was, or how refreshing. I was used to a lot of the bimbos, but Tessy, she was real. And I was almost sorry I wasted so much time not seeing the real her.
Almost.
I’m not sure I would have kissed her though, if she hadn’t bid.
Finally, she broke away and as I looked at her, I wanted nothing more than to throw her on the table and screw her senseless.
Her lips were bruised and plump, her face was flushed, and her eyes were dazed.
She was delectable and I wanted to keep tasting her.
“More,” she breathed, staring at me. I chuckled, not sure if she even understood what she was saying, but I was ready to give her more.
“Tessy.”
“No, I want more, damn it, give me more.”
Before I could move, she was on my lap, her hands running through my hair, her lips crashing against mine, and all I could do was hang on for dear life. Mind you, not that I fucking minded in the least.
My arms snaked around her waist before moving over her ass, cupping the round cheeks, and she groaned.
And damn, did that shit shoot straight to my dick. If it wasn’t hurting before, it sure as hell was right now.
I pulled her up against my cock, making sure she could feel what she did to me. Then, she took over the reins, rubbing against me, driving me straight out of my mind.
I hadn’t had sex at the dinner table, but I was damn near going to if she kept this up.
