Chapter 39— Regret after desires

"Xander," Rosalie gasped and gripped his shirt tightly. Her hands went into his hair dishevelling it even more as both their tongues fought for dominance.

She let out a sensual cry as Alexander's hand drove into the attire she was in. His fingers trailed on her flawless back skin and Rosalie gasped.

"I love your skin," Alexander breathed and tongued her face. "Everything about you seems to drive me crazy."

It was the truth he knew long ago. Back then when she was new to his office, he admired her face, her eyes. All the things about her were gorgeously made.

"Really —" Rosalie breathed and grabbed his face. Her hand grabbed his jaw and she kissed it, "Really?" She sniffed back her cry and smiled. "I'm attracted to you sir," it was an impulsive let out of feelings and Alexander chortled.

"Let's admire even more," a smirk curled on his lips and in a minute, the top she was in was off and on the floor.

"Sir," Rosalie inhaled as her cheeks heated up. Her feet labored to maintain their sta