Yours Truly(28)

“If I had known, I would have been downstairs first thing Monday morning.”

She marveled at his charisma and the way he could flirt with charming confidence. He really was something. It was no wonder he was CEO of his own company.

With one hand still holding hers, AJ reached up and held behind her neck. He pulled her closer and his thumb gently glided to her cheek as he leaned in and kissed her.

Their lips connected with graceful ease. Everything she had dreamed of for the past two weeks came to life. His lips fit on hers like they had never left. He bit lightly on her bottom lip and released an energy in her she couldn’t remember bottling.

The images of their last night together were still vivid behind her closed eyes. All she could imagine was ripping off every article of clothing—starting with his tie—and heaving herself into his arms. She wished he would just take her on the desk and relieve the burning desire in her.

He slowly let go of her hand and moved to her waist. Instinctively, she took her empty hand and rested her palm against his chest. He gave one more brush of his thumb on her cheek and then slowly moved down, joining his other hand at the bottom of her back.

And then he pulled her even closer. Their bodies were pressed together and felt like one. The moment was perfect, better than anything she had imagined.





15





AJ



AJ could barely believe he was kissing her. He could barely believe she was really here. Her lips were soft and tender, while her body pressed into his. She was better than he remembered. She tasted warm and sweet. AJ felt himself savoring her taste as he held her bottom lip between his teeth.

In its entirety, the kiss was spectacular. The moment had begun slowly, but she increasingly responded to his every sensual maneuver, which only made him crave more. After settling for a moment on her waist, his hands had started to wander. They caressed the top of her butt, then slowly crept upward until he palmed her breasts.

The kiss had sparked a wildfire of sexual enthusiasm that he remembered from their night together. It began in his chest but quickly moved to the tips of his fingers and down through his legs. His movements intensified with every second; he pushed on her breasts only to seize her shirt and pull her close again.

She was not shy in following his lead. After going first for his tie, which now hung loosely around his collar, she used one hand to grip his belt while the other tugged at the soft fabric of his shirt. Her hand ran up and down his torso, varying between a stroke and a tight grasp. Her touch was making the ache in his groin grow unbearable. It was as if they were still back in his hotel room, back in that lost morning that should have been. For all the feeling she was stirring up inside of him, it was as if the two weeks of not having her number had never happened.

The beep of the intercom startled him. It was wired with the office phone that sat on the desk behind him, though it sounded louder than he remembered. Kat jumped at the noise and she pulled away.

He let go of her breast but kept one hand on her waist as he leaned back and pressed down on the green button on his desk phone. His shirt was wrinkled and untucked.

“What?” he growled into the speaker.

“Sir, the lawyers are on the line again,” his secretary informed him. “They really aren’t taking no for an answer. I can’t stall them for much longer.”

AJ’s head dropped as if it were too heavy for his neck and he let out a sigh. He used his middle finger to apply pressure on his temple and rub his right eyebrow. He needed to stop what he was doing right now.

His hand fell from her waist and he took a step back. It was like his secretary was intervening with an omniscient, parental-like premonition. He would be wise to listen if he wanted to avoid ruining his company further.

This is has to stop, he thought to himself. She was an employee. His employee. A subordinate. This is the path that Paul went down, and as much as he wanted to kiss her again, he needed to think of what was best for his company.

“Sir? What should I tell them?” his secretary asked through the intercom. “They keep saying this is your responsibility...”

It shouldn’t be my responsibility, he thought angrily. It should be Paul’s. It was Paul’s fault he was in this mess. It was Paul’s fault that he felt guilty about wanting to kiss the beautiful woman standing in front of him right now. He turned and pushed the green button.

“Hang up on them.” His evident frustration had provoked a commanding tone that he rarely took with staff. “I’ll call them back myself when I’m done.”

AJ closed his eyes and centered himself before turning back to face her. Her lips still looked fresh from their kiss. They were as enticing as they had been moments before his urges had taken over. He wanted to forget the lawyers, forget the board, forget everything and give into her one more time. The consequences of another embrace seemed far away. They were buried beneath her warm taste that still sat on his lips.