33 Office Romance

Becca.

With his hand buried deeply in my hair, I felt his passion as he rotated my head for the grinding of his lips. Without knowing how, I found his tongue slipping underneath mine to rotate in a love dance.

“Hmm.” I found myself murmuring in surrender and that seemed to invoke him more as he raised his hands to press softly on my breasts.

That seemed so much even for me, and I had to take a step backward. Within a moment, he released me before raking his fingers through his hair in a restless movement that seemed unusual with such a man.

“I actually did not call you here for this.” He said with a side glance at my face and I scoffed openly.

“And why do you call me here if not for this, Mr. Fernandez?” I asked with a challenging nose raised in the air.

“To apologise, dammit. For yesterday.” The man said in a loud voice and if truly his aim was to apologise, it’s obvious that desire has left him now.

“So what is stopping you?” I asked with a pointed look and his response shock