“Fuck that contract,” I breathe with exhaustion.
He smiles up at me. “You obviously haven’t read it yet.” I have no idea what he’s talking about, and I don’t care.
Kalin grabs me and lifts me over his shoulder. I shriek as he carries me through the hall while he tugs my dress off and tosses it to the floor. In the bedroom, he throws me on the bed and begins to strip out of his clothes.
“If this working relationship is still a problem…”
“It’s not. Please shut up and fuck me.”
“I thought you would never ask, my dear Annabelle.”
Kalin stands before me and unbuttons his shirt to reveal golden-brown skin with just the right amount of hair scattered across his muscled chest. His pecs are full and strong, rounding just under his unbuttoned shirt and tempting me to want to see more. He tugs his shirt off and turns to toss it aside, showing off the smooth bands of muscle on his sides that twist and turn into delicious divots and grooves of muscle over his flat stomach. A light dusting of hair trails from his navel and disappears under his waistline of his jeans. His jeans are low enough to show the grooves of his hips, which taper downward like an arrow pointing to a prize. I lick my lips and smile with anticipation. My heart races with excitement. “I’ve never slept with a boss before,” I titter.
“I’m not going to sleep with you. I’m going to fuck you until you don’t know what day it is,” he growls. He peels off his jeans, and his erection juts against the waistband of his boxers. He pulls them down and his thick hardness extends and slaps against his stomach. My eyes widen at the size of him. Reaching across me, he opens the end-table drawer to grab a condom. His arm is just over me, and I kiss and bite him with a playful smile while my other hand reaches for his erection. “I want to touch you.”
“You’re an animal.” He smiles at me. “And you will have to wait.” He leans over me and kisses my stomach before moving up my cleavage with a hot, wet trail from his mouth. “This is the beginning of a wonderful partnership, Annabelle.” His eyes are blazing with desire, and he caresses my mouth with his lips, pushing his tongue onto mine in a delicious and demanding kiss.
Straightening up, he opens the foil packet and slides the condom over his erection. His eyes lock onto mine while his hands glide over my hips. Pressing his long body to mine, he angles my hips and suddenly I feel the sharp pinching deep inside of me. Kalin exhales a deep growl of satisfaction before he begins a rhythmic movement that sends sharp sensations of pleasure bursting through me.
I look into his large brown eyes, aglow with pure pleasure and desire. They are mesmerizing, and he moves deeper into me, thrusting and groaning as an exquisite feeling stirs deep within me. I shift my hips with his and grab onto his arms to brace myself. My body quivers and I break into pieces under the fullness of him inside. Kalin continues pummeling me beneath his body. He cries out before he leans his forehead into mine. “Holy shit. Not in the contract,” he teases as he falls on his back beside me.
“Maybe I’m in for more than I bargained for.”
“Maybe you are. Annabelle, there’s no way I can work this closely with you without having you. You would drive me absolutely crazy with your sweet body. Now we can work together without having to be so…distracted.” His hands press over mine in a warm caress.
“I’m glad you invited me here. Where do we go from here?” I ask.
“We work together. We play together. And you learn the secrets of this business.”
“You would show me the secrets of running this business.”
“Yes, Annabelle, it’s why I hired you.”
Chapter Five
My body tenses as the blaring sounds of the city replace the peace and warmth that I have just experienced over the past several hours. I open the apartment door and find Lia asleep on the sofa. She looks so adorable, with her mouth slightly open and an e-reader loose in her hand against the cushions. She was probably worried about me and waiting up. A sense of appreciation rushes through me as I remove the device from her hand.
She shifts on the couch and snuggles toward the armrest. “Lia,” I whisper, brushing her hair away from her eyes.
She opens her eyes and slowly comes into herself. “Hey, Belle,” she says groggily. “What time is it?”
“It’s two in the morning. Get to bed,” I scold her.
She peers up at me and I smile at her.
“Oh, my God, Belle, wipe that smile off your face,” she says, pressing up from the couch.
“Shhh. Go to bed.”
“Oh, honey, I’m not going anywhere until you tell me all about what happened.” Lia stretches her arms in the air and smiles at me.