I tilted my head. “I’m not sure that’s information you need to be privy to.”
“It is when you call my office at damn near nine o’clock before hanging up.”
My gaze locked with his stare. “I went out with some girls to a place calledHighest Rise.”
His eye twitched. “And did you enjoy yourself?”
I grinned. “Maybe I’ll let your mind wander on that one.”
“Looks like your mind’s the one wandering. Not my own.”
I leaned back. “Guilty as charged, I suppose.”
He sat on the edge of his desk. “Is that why your work progress is falling behind? Because you can’t focus?”
I blinked. “Are we still on that topic?”
“Did you think I pulled you into my office for another reason?”
Disappointment filled my gut. “No.”
“Then, tell me: can you focus like a big girl? Or do you need help? Because I’ve got my ways if I need to force your focus so you can be productive, like I expect you to be.”
“Just like a good little worker bee, right?”
He leaned forward a bit. “I will fire you, Rebecca. Right here, right now. I don’t know what kind of game you think I’m playing--.”
I snickered as I shook my head. “You put up a good front, Joseph, I’ll give you that. But we both know you’re not going to fire me.”
His face grew hardened. “Is that what you believe?”
I nodded. “If you wanted me fired, you wouldn’t have saved me from H.R. And if you wanted me out of your life for good, you wouldn’t have saved me from Tommy. At every turn, your threats become nonexistent the second I’m actually in danger. So, the two of us know you won’t fire me. Your actions prove that well enough.”
His nostrils flared as he slid to his feet. “Don’t you dare underestimate the hell I can bring to your life.”
I stood to my own feet. “Trust me, I know exactly how miserable you can make me. You do it just about every day.”
His face softened just a tad. “What?”
“But,” I said as I reached out for his skinny black tie, allowing my fingers to slide down its silken length, “we both know exactly how you make me feel when I’m on my knees, too.”
His pupils burst to life. “Focus, Rebecca.”
I giggled. “I am,Joseph. For the first time in my life, I feel more focused than ever before. I know exactly what I want and why I want it, and I’m going to chase after it, even if it kills me. Even if it swallows me whole. The question is…”
I let him simmer in the anticipation for a bit before I moved away from him.
“… are you ready for it?”
The second I turned my back to him I felt his hand bury itself into my tendrils. He pulled me back against him, his chest flush to my back as his free hand wrapped around my throat. I gasped as he tilted my head back. He glared at me as his knee pushed between my thighs from behind. And as my ass perched itself right against his growing thickness, his voice lowered into a tone I can only describe as “wanton lust.”
“You have no idea what I’m truly ready for,” he growled.
His lips feathered over my own, teasing me as his tongue darted out just long enough to brush along my lower lip. My knees grew weak, sinking me further into his knee as it began rubbing my clothed clit. My hands rushed to any part of him I could grab. He pressed soft kisses along my cheek and my forehead before his mouth found my ear.
And after nibbling on my earlobe a bit, his whispered voice filled the caverns of my mind.
“You’re so easy it’s almost sickening, Miss Loren.”
