All Chapters of Irresistible Boss: Succumbing to Your Touch: Chapter 821 - Chapter 830

Anabel's POVFinally, I found the courage to lay my cards on the table and make it clear to Rick what I wanted. And how I wanted him. I was sitting with my friend at a table in that bar, and when her guy arrived with his friend and I stood up to greet them, I saw Rick at the counter, alone and looking so miserable he seemed ready to jump off a building.I didn't think twice - I quickly ditched my friend and the guys and went to sit at the counter beside him. It had been ages since I'd seen him, and he was even more gorgeous than before. His hair was neatly cut, no beard, his skin sun-bronzed to an almost golden tone. I would have recognized him from miles away.I approached, trying to hide my fear that he might push me away. Things couldn't get worse than they already were. He hadn't reached out since that lunch at Patrick's house. Yet I couldn't get him out of my head. And he didn't send me packing - no, quite the opposite. He welcomed me like before, with kindness and that lost-boy l

Anabel's POVI spent half the night awake thinking about Rick. What was it about that man that left me so fascinated by him? He was gorgeous, but it was much more than that - it was something I couldn't explain, something like magnetism. I just hoped he wanted to finish what we started as much as I did.But I was having doubts whether being with him just once would be enough for me to move on. His kisses, the way he grabbed me, the way he looked at me, and how his hands glided over my body - all of it was scorching, but it was as if he were imprinting his fingerprint beneath my skin. Getting this man out of my head would be an almost impossible mission, but he, on the other hand, might not even call me and disappear again.And as the day went by and I heard nothing from him, I became certain he wouldn't look for me again. I was distracted and neglected my work, to the point where my father stormed into the office huffing."Anabel, where's the cost projection I asked for?" My father see

Anabel's POVWhat a night! Rick really wasn't an ordinary guy - he knew what he was doing and how to do it, knew where to touch and what to say. I had never had so many orgasms in a single night and had never been with a man like him, who seemed tireless. My wish had come true. Too bad that, like Cinderella, at midnight the spell was broken.I sat up in bed and watched him get dressed, perhaps a bit more hurriedly than necessary. When he bent down to pick up his jacket, I stood up and pulled my shirt over my head. He had warned me it would be just one night, but now that he was getting dressed to leave, I felt my heart racing - I wanted more. But how could I tell him that without making him disappear?"You could stay." I took the risk because I really wanted him to spend the whole night with me.He put on his jacket and walked toward me with a smile that made me want to grab him again."I know, beautiful, but we had a deal. Just one night!" He stopped in front of me and looked into my

Anabel's POVI slept terribly last night. By five in the morning I was already up and decided to head to the gym - working out always calmed me down. I was battling the treadmill, pushing through a tough run, when my phone rang and I nearly fell off when I saw the screen."Rick!" I was panting, answering on the first ring so he wouldn't change his mind, while trying to stop the treadmill that almost threw me off."Sorry, I guess this isn't a good time." He was ready to hang up, but I wasn't going to let that happen."It's a perfect time - anything that gets me off this treadmill is good timing." He laughed."Treadmill?" He asked as if he couldn't quite believe it."Yes, I'm at the gym. Since I didn't get my aerobic workout last night, I had to come here to burn off energy on the treadmill," I joked and he laughed - that was a good sign."What a waste! If you'd called me, you wouldn't have gone to the gym today.""Yes, I would have. You wouldn't have worked out with me. You said it was

Richard's POVWe finished what we started on that couch, and it was just as sensational as it had been in her bed. What spell had this girl cast on me? I had never felt anything so intense during sex. It was as if she molded herself to my body and knew exactly how and what to do."What is this?" I wondered aloud, still holding onto her body after an intense orgasm that left my legs weak."If it's not perfection, it's pretty damn close!" She answered, still breathless, and I laughed. But she was right - the sex we were sharing was perfect."You're nothing more than a girl, and I'm a grown man. I shouldn't be letting myself get carried away so easily." I ended up saying too much and regretted it. Maybe I had even ruined the moment, but she laughed, so relaxed, and her hands moved up and down my back, making me relax."The way you talk, it sounds like you're an old man." She laughed again, and I lifted my head from the curve of her neck to look at her."I wouldn't say old, but a man appro