Possessed by You(4)

“I want you, Evvie,” he growled.

I panted and pulled my hands from his grip before placing them on his chest. “Brett.”

He brushed his lips along my jaw to my chin. “And I will have you.”

“Like hell you will,” I said, pushing him. I didn’t want him to stop but he was my boss. Get your head together, Evvie.

Brett lifted his head, his deep blue eyes boring into mine. “You playing hard to get?”

I scoffed and tried shoving out of his grip. “No. But you’re my boss, Brett.”

His hold on me tightened as he ground his hips into mine. “I know you want me.”

Did I ever. My body burned with a need so strong, it took control of me. “You’re a smug…”

“I’m a smug what, Evvie?” He ran his nose up the side of my neck and inhaled.

My eyes fluttered as he ground his hips against me. A soft moan escaped my lips before I pushed out of his grasp and walked around him.

I continued walking away from him and shook myself, needing to get ahead of my raging hormones. “I don’t think it’s a good—”

I gasped when I was tackled from behind and landed on the couch with an oof. Warm hands rolled me onto my back when a heavy body covered mine.

I stared up into the darkest ocean blue depths that I had ever seen.

Brett’s eyes flashed with hunger and ran his hand up my thigh, leaning down to my ear. “I enjoy the way your muscles jump under my touch.”

I grabbed onto his shirt and gasped when he pushed his pelvis into mine. The bulge in his pants pressed into my core and I involuntarily spread my legs wider for him. My traitorous, needy hips.

A smug grin formed on his handsome face as he ground into me. “Do you feel how much I want you, Evvie?”

Oh God. I moaned. “Brett.”

Brett nipped gently along my jaw to my chin. “Tell me to stop and I will.”

I didn’t want him to stop. I bit back a gasp as his lower body continued torturing me. The way my skin hummed for him while wearing clothes made me want to find out what it would be like with no barriers. No clothes. Just skin against skin. I wanted to dive into him, wrap myself around him and fuck him until we were both exhausted, spent and sore.

Liquid heat pooled in my panties as a fire burned through my body. God, this man was dangerous. One touch from him and I threw all caution to the wind.

I took a deep breath and cupped his face. A flutter of hesitation soared through my belly and before I could let it stop me, knowing that this was it and there was no turning back, I pulled his mouth over mine. As soon as our lips touched, it was like an explosion went off inside of me.

A deep guttural growl erupted from his chest as his lips pressed hard against mine.

I opened to him. Inhaling his hot breath as it soared deep into my lungs.

The taste of liquor mixed with the velvety softness of his tongue, travelled through me, sending my senses into overdrive. I curled my hands around his nape and pulled him to me, deepening the kiss.

He groaned, making my stomach flip.

I grabbed his shirt, undoing the buttons as fast as my fumbling fingers would allow. I needed to feel him. To feel if his body was as hard as the rest of him.

I pulled the tails out of his pants and ran my hands inside his shirt. His hard smooth muscles twitched under my touch as I brushed my fingers down his chiselled torso.

Brett released my mouth and grabbed the hem of my shirt. I lifted my arms as he pulled it over my head. His eyes roamed over the full mounds of my breasts, his kiss-swollen lips parting.

My chest rose and fell as I watched him trail a finger from my belly button up to between my breasts. With a flick of his fingers, he unclasped my red lace bra, leaving me exposed before him.

Brett licked his lips as he ran a thumb over my dark pink nipple.

I arched under him, the soft caress sending jolts of electricity to my groin.

He leaned down and sucked my bottom lip and pinched the peak.

I cried out, my pussy pulsing unexpectedly at the delicious pain that soon morphed into pleasure.

Brett licked back into my mouth, sucking my tongue. Massaging. Kneading. Owning.

I grabbed onto his shoulders and moaned as his hands roamed over my naked torso.

He nipped my tongue gently before releasing me, trailing kisses down my neck to my collar bone.

My pale breast was the color of milk compared to his darker hand, tanned and forceful.

He looked up at me and a wicked smile spread on his face. He revealed his teeth and grazed them over my nipple making me jump.

An unexpected tingle ran straight to my clit making me hiss. I never thought that I would be making out with him. In his office. On his couch. To have his hands all over me was satisfying. But knowing that he wanted me as bad as I wanted him wasn’t enough.