Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
“Eat.”
Clarissa grew tired of him ordering her around, but she couldn’t think of a good enough reason to deny him. She grabbed the sandwich and took a large bite. It tasted so good.
Glancing across the table, she looked toward Axe and saw that he was staring at her. There was a problem between them, a huge problem, and it needed to be fixed.
****
Axe was not going to have her lying to him, not anymore. He’d seen that she wasn’t eating properly, and he was done playing this game with her. The past month had been a nightmare. He didn’t like it.
Seeing her eat now was a good feeling. He finished his sandwich, and he was still hungry, but he didn’t need to go back out so soon. In fact, the work wasn’t too bad now. He had the time to spend with Clarissa, to resolve their issues.
Sitting back in his chair, he picked up his coffee and took sips as he watched her. She finished the sandwich within a few bites, and then sat, trying to avoid looking at him.
“You’ve been lying to me,” he said.
Clarissa returned her brown gaze to him. She folded her arms and sat back.
“Why?”
“I don’t think we should be having this conversation.” She made no move to leave.
“Clarissa, things haven’t been right for us since that kiss. We need to resolve them, otherwise…” He couldn’t bring himself to say the rest. If they didn’t fix this, he would have to let her go, but he didn’t want to let her go.
It was insane, he knew that. He didn’t want anyone else to have her, but they were also supposed to have a professional relationship.
Silence fell between them. He didn’t like how awkward it was. Tapping his fingers against the cup, he waited, and then Clarissa opened her mouth.
“Was I that bad?” she asked.
Of all the things she could have said, that was not what he was expecting, and it took him a second to answer.
“Bad?”
“The kiss. Was it bad? I’ve never kissed anyone before, and I thought it was amazing, but then we broke the mugs, and you looked so annoyed. I can only think I must be awful at kissing, or perhaps you didn’t like kissing me, which I totally understand.” She stopped to take a deep breath, and then her gaze was once again on him.
He watched as her face went a bright shade of red.
“I was your first kiss?” he asked.
There was no way he could have been her first kiss. She was gorgeous. Men must have been lining up to be with her. He found it hard to even contemplate her being without other partners.
“Yes, you were my first kiss. I haven’t been with anyone. There is no one else, nor has there been anyone else.”
He was starting to feel a little dense. “Are you telling me that you’re a … virgin?”
She nodded and as she did, she went a brighter shade of red. It looked so good on her.
He felt that twitch in his cock.
How the fuck had this woman stayed a virgin? She was twenty-five years old, with amazing tits, and an ass designed to be squeezed. Not to mention those thighs, which he had imagined wrapped around his waist more times than he could count.
Silence.
Axe stared at her.
He didn’t know what to say. It didn’t seem real for her to be a virgin.
“What did I do wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing,” Axe said. “I … you’re…”
“Do you not want me?”
Axe pushed out his chair and rounded the table. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he tilted her head back, and then slammed his lips down on hers. He’d been wanting to do this for so long, but he’d held himself back to keep it professional between them. But, fuck professional.
He couldn’t believe Clarissa had thought she was a bad kisser.
Breaking the kiss, he looked into her eyes. “I stopped the kiss because you’re my employee and I don’t want you to think you have to do this, or any of that messed-up shit.”
He wasn’t good with words, he knew that. There was no way he’d be able to write poetry, or put the right kind of spin on any of it.
Clarissa placed a palm to his cheek. “I know you’re my boss and I know we should keep things … right between us, but do you not want me?”
Her lips were already a nice, inviting red and plump from his kisses. He stroked her cheek with the backs of his fingers.
Reaching for her hand that was on his cheek, he placed it right over his cock. “That is how badly I want you, Clarissa.”
She released a gasp. “Then why stop?”
“I didn’t want to scare you.”
“I’m not afraid.”
And there was no way he could leave her now.
Slamming his lips on hers, he kissed her hard, and deep. Clarissa pressed against him, and let out a whimper, and he allowed her to stand up as they continued to kiss. Sliding his hand from her cheek, he went straight to her ass, gripping the flesh and squeezing.