Now, after three whole years, I’d get to prove my hypothesis.
There was no going back. Especially with the wine flowing through my veins. I placed my palms on her knees and felt them tense.
“There is no conceivable outcome in which this ends well.”
Her words were sharp, strained.
“I’m not hearing a no, Ms. Burns.”
Something flickered in her gaze, dark and dangerous.
My palms trailed upward over the lithe muscles along her thighs. Damn Alpha physique. Every inch of her was sculpted and taut, a far cry from what lay beneath my bathrobe.
“Nothing between us would be acceptable because of our power imbalance.” Her fingers curled into fists where they sat on my couch. “I am your superior. I cannot initiate anything inappropriate—”
“But you’re not initiating it, are you?” Misplaced need twisted in my belly. “I am. Your inferior little assistant. On my knees. Wondering how your cock would taste.”
Her lips thinned to a slash as she gazed down at me. I knew that look—disapproval. Fuck if that didn’t make me wet.
“Glare at me all you want,” I said, leaning forward into the cloud of her pheromones. A deep breath did nothing to steady my nerves. “I can still see your erection straining against the front of your trousers, Ms. Burns. Maybe, just maybe, you’ve thought about this, too?”
My palm slid over the smooth forest green slacks and cupped the hardness buried beneath.Fuck.Even through the wool, I felt the heat of her skin, the pulse of her need.
“Maybe…” I taunted, squeezing just enough for her breath to catch. “You sit in your office all day watching me through the glass with that annoying frown on your face when, in reality, you want nothing more than to bend me over your desk.”
Her nostrils flared.
Tell me no,I willed her.Prove me wrong.
“Is that why you keep me so busy?” Through the wool, her cock pulsed in my grip. “So I’d never have any time to entertain other Alphas? Because you want me all to yourself?”
Her only response was a burst of breath as I pushed down on her hardness, feeling the muscle of her knot swell and expand at the base.
“Maybe you wanted to make sure I was touch starved so I’d encourage any Alpha’s affections… Even yours.” With a strength I didn’t know I possessed, I placed both palms beneath her hips and angled them forward. Perhaps it was my imagination, but it felt like she moved with me, not resisting my grip.
Perfect.I leaned down, letting my breath ghost over the opening of her trousers.
“Is that what you want, Ms. Burns?” I asked, dragging my tongue across her bulge. “To ruin any chance I have at a social life so you could keep me all to yourself?”
Fuck, she smelled phenomenal. The maddening scent of her skin had long since made its way into my blood, and with each breath, I was becoming moreherthanme.
I stilled when her fingers dipped into my curls and gripped my scalp.
“Ms. Nayak,” she said, the familiar tenor of her voice laced with breathlessness. “Do you ever stop talking?”
I felt my lips curl. “Not unless there’s something thick and hard in my mouth.”
Her fingers tightened over my scalp, the rasp of her nails making me see stars.
“Take it out.”
Her command shivered through me, lighting every nerve on fire. As I reached for the row of gold buttons, I wondered if she noticed how badly my fingers shook. Of course she did—this was my tyrant of a boss. She noticed every single thing so she could use her knowledge to make my life worse.
I wasn’t surprised when she refused to help me. Instead, her grip remained steady in my hair as I struggled to undo all four buttons around the straining length of her cock.
Beneath, she wore a thong made of the softest cotton. It was also forest green, of course, because I doubted she knew other colors existed in the world. But the sight of it, the way hercock curled and pushed against the thin vee of fabric… I gulped loudly, struggling to keep any unsightly drooling at bay.
“Thongs should be illegal for Alphas like you,” I said, leaning into her grip. As I moved, the tight peak of my nipple brushed her knee. So I did it again and again.
