Fated love
He growled low in his throat, the sound vibrating against her skin as he kissed along her jaw, down the delicate curve of her neck.
“You have no idea what you do to me,” he whispered. “Every damn day, trying to act like I’m not imagining things I shouldn’t.”
Her hands slid beneath the lapels of his suit jacket, pushing it off his shoulders. “Tell me,” she said, her voice sultry, teasing. “What do you imagine, Mr. CEO?”
He looked at her then, not as her boss, not as a man in control, but as someone utterly undone by her.
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