of a job I’m doing.” Devyn stared at him with tired eyes.

“What was this morning about? Was it some kind of trap?”

Devyn wrinkled her brow. “I was trying to be civil.”

“Bullshit Devyn,” he spat again, moving closer to her desk this time. He hadn’t moved until then. Devyn counted down from 10 in her head, trying to remain calm. “That was not being civil. You wanted me to blow up on you with the act you pulled.”

Devyn stepped from her desk and took a long stride toward him, “You think I just come up with these silly plans to piss you off? I have so much shit on my plate that I can’t even think straight half the time, let alone include you in it. This morning I was apologizing. I was trying to make our lives easier by ending whatever this is going on between us, but instead of hearing me out, you shot me down and barked for me to get out.”

She was inches from him and she felt the months of rage bubbling up from within her, “So yes, Chad. I was trying to be fuc—”

He stopped her. His lips crashed against hers, engulfing her fire with a kiss.

6

Chad’s hands tangled in her hair before he realized what he was doing. He let the dark locks wrap between his fingers and around his wrists, tugging her against him, forcing their bodies to touch.

Devyn’s soft lips parted, letting him take her mouth in his and deepen the kiss between them. What the fuck was he doing? He had spent the better half of his job keeping away from Devyn and trying to make her stay far away from him.

Devyn’s fury had set him off, reminding him of everything he loved about her.

She pulled away, breaking the kiss between them. She stared up at him with her wide eyes, lipstick was smudged around the corners of her mouth. He could only imagine he was wearing a similar color now.

“What was that?” Devyn threw her hands in the air, shaking her head in disbelief.

Chad let the memory run through his mind, making his body react. He felt the bulge in his pants beginning to grow.

“That was me taking what I wanted,” he growled, stepping closer to her before leaning into her side and wrapping his strong hands around her waist.

Devyn placed her palm on the center of his chest, pushing against his strength. “No.”

Chad cocked his head at her though he was unsurprised by her protest. He pulled her tighter against his body, letting his lips brush over the tip of her ear. Her body stiffened in his arms.

“Don’t tell me you don’t want it,” he purred in her ear, forcing her out of her head.

Devyn bit her lip, staring at his mouth. Oh I totally want it, she thought.

“I don’t,” she said sternly.

“Liar.” Chad’s lips stretched into a smirk, making her cheeks turn red. The ache he felt wouldn’t stop and he craved her taste again. He tugged her closer. His hand rested on the small of her back, but he itched to let it go lower to cup the curve of her ass.

The corner of Devyn’s lip twitched, edging into a smile.

“Admit it, boss,” he whispered into her ear, “you love the way I feel pressed against you. The way my hand curled around your hair. The smell of my skin against you. You want to know what it’d be like to have my lips on your neck, your chest. You want to feel me all over your body. And you know that you want me as badly as I want you.”

Her eyes drifted away from his, resting on the broad chest he was hiding behind his white button up shirt. She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and bit down.

Chad slid his hand back into her hair, tightening his grip as he got closer to her scalp. She gasped, looking up at him with the same wide eyes he had seen just moments before. He lowered his head, hovering his lips over hers. His core ached with anticipation.

“Just admit it.” He whispered softly, building the tension between the two even more.

Devyn’s lips pressed together in a line. Her body relaxed in his arms despite the stern look she was giving him. She pressed against him, letting him feel the softness of her belly against him.

Her hand searched for him, wrapping his brown locks in her hand like he had done hers. She pulled him to her lips, letting him take her mouth in his again.

Holy fuck, she was amazing. He knew she would be good, but he didn’t know how badly he had craved the soft curves of her body pressed against him. Chad wanted to clear off the desk behind them and lay her down on it, trace every inch of her body with his lips and make her scream his name.

Devyn wrapped her arm around his neck, pulling him into her.

“Why are you such a fucking asshole?” She asked, though her words came out muffled.  Devyn couldn’t bring herself to stop planting kisses on Chad. Her lips burned from the strength of each kiss.

He lifted her, forcing her legs around his waist.

Chad shoved Devyn’s body against the nearest flat surface, causing them to collide with force. The heat from her body radiated around the office.  She was so fucking sexy.  He gripped a fistful of her hair from the base of her neck, pulling it roughly, causing a moan to fall from Devyn’s lips.

“I want you,” he growled, nipping her earlobe with his teeth, making her arch into him.

Chad had never wanted to break his own rules as quickly as he had with Devyn. Her body reacted to his, moving with him. She made him forget he wasn’t supposed to get involved. He shouldn’t be tangling his body with hers, and hardening at the sound of his name on her tongue. But it was more than just her being his boss.

He had

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