In Lust with my Sexy Boss
“If I kiss you right now, Aria, I won’t stop.”
“Then don’t stop.”
The words left me in a whisper, but they shattered the last of his restraint. His mouth claimed mine in a kiss that wasn’t soft or cautious, it was demanding, almost desperate, like he needed to drown whatever demons Alexander’s visit had stirred.
I clung to his shirt, feeling the heat of him, the strength under my hands. Every brush of his lips felt like a confession he couldn’t voice, every inhale stolen between us a warning that this was dangerous, because I knew I’d never be able to walk away again.
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