should behave. “No.” she announced flatly. “I’m sorry, but I can’t—”
“Don’t worry,” he replied quietly, kissing her lightly on the jaw. “I have protection. Everything will be fine.”
She could hear the anxiety in her voice. “You don’t understand.” She pushed him away and covered her breasts with folded arms. “I’ve changed my mind. I’m sorry. I don’t want to.”
“That’s not what you were saying a few minutes ago,” he replied silkily. “You wanted more .”
“It was a mistake. A big mistake. It should never have happened. I don’t know what possessed me.”
“I think it must have been the devil himself, the way you were responding to me,” he persisted. “You’d have let me do anything. You were so turned on.”
“No! Not true!” she protested, disturbed by the imagery he used, so close to her own dark fantasy at the time, it was as if he could read her mind. “I went too far. I’m sorry, but you’d better leave now.”
Daniel rose slowly to his feet, his expression impassive. “If you’re sure that’s what you want?”
“It is.”
He leant across her to pick up his tie from the bed and his cufflink lightly grazed her bare hip as he did so. He smiled lazily down at her. “Then don’t worry about it, but you know where I am if you change your mind.”
****
Rianna was staring blindly into the darkness when the “sunrise” alarm clock illuminated her pillow at four a.m. It was a gentle nudge into the new day, but her body ached with the toxicity of a sleepless night and with what she had allowed it to do the previous evening. She’d probably snatched a few fractured hours when she wasn’t thinking about Daniel Bracchi and what had happened. She hadn’t dreamed it. It was a fact. She’d almost had sex with her boss on their first working day!
Rianna had forced herself to be rational when Daniel slipped back to his own room even though her sex ached for more of him. She refused to even fantasise about getting up, crossing the corridor to where he lay and creeping into his bed. She had been tempted, badly, but was under no illusions. She’d happened to be in the right place at the right time, both in the supermarket and overnight in the hotel, an easy opportunity. A convenient, but brief, sexual release. A rub for the ache of his executive boredom. He’d even come readily prepared with “protection”.
Daniel wanted to get into her knickers, nothing more, and she’d let him get that far without an ounce of resistance. Now she needed to work out how she dealt with the fall out. Well, she knew how she felt about it. She’d never been so drawn to the raw, physical sexuality of a man in her life and she hadn’t been disappointed. The power of their sexual encounter was like nothing she’d ever experienced. Her body still hummed with pleasure and a dark wicked voice inside her head suggested she should go back for more, whispered she should finish what she’d started and then reminded her she had been a disgraceful tease.
Hopefully she hadn’t ruined everything. He’d seemed quite unphased about her change of heart, but that didn’t make giving into the attraction the right thing for her to do in the first place. He was lethally attractive, but he was an accomplished womaniser and worse still, her boss. She was here to do a job, an important one and she’d been badly burnt the last time she’d played with fire. It would be sensible to make sure nothing like it ever happened again.
Rianna forced herself upright amongst the cloud-like pile of Egyptian cotton pillows and ran her fingertips through the thatch of her hair.
Shower.
She needed to put on her best front. Daniel was bound to be walking perfection, however ungodly the hour, and he needed showing she was totally unaffected by what had happened between them the night before, that she was cool and detached. So she’d let him pleasure her body? She’d permitted a virtual stranger to strip
“Don’t worry,” he replied quietly, kissing her lightly on the jaw. “I have protection. Everything will be fine.”
She could hear the anxiety in her voice. “You don’t understand.” She pushed him away and covered her breasts with folded arms. “I’ve changed my mind. I’m sorry. I don’t want to.”
“That’s not what you were saying a few minutes ago,” he replied silkily. “You wanted more .”
“It was a mistake. A big mistake. It should never have happened. I don’t know what possessed me.”
“I think it must have been the devil himself, the way you were responding to me,” he persisted. “You’d have let me do anything. You were so turned on.”
“No! Not true!” she protested, disturbed by the imagery he used, so close to her own dark fantasy at the time, it was as if he could read her mind. “I went too far. I’m sorry, but you’d better leave now.”
Daniel rose slowly to his feet, his expression impassive. “If you’re sure that’s what you want?”
“It is.”
He leant across her to pick up his tie from the bed and his cufflink lightly grazed her bare hip as he did so. He smiled lazily down at her. “Then don’t worry about it, but you know where I am if you change your mind.”
****
Rianna was staring blindly into the darkness when the “sunrise” alarm clock illuminated her pillow at four a.m. It was a gentle nudge into the new day, but her body ached with the toxicity of a sleepless night and with what she had allowed it to do the previous evening. She’d probably snatched a few fractured hours when she wasn’t thinking about Daniel Bracchi and what had happened. She hadn’t dreamed it. It was a fact. She’d almost had sex with her boss on their first working day!
Rianna had forced herself to be rational when Daniel slipped back to his own room even though her sex ached for more of him. She refused to even fantasise about getting up, crossing the corridor to where he lay and creeping into his bed. She had been tempted, badly, but was under no illusions. She’d happened to be in the right place at the right time, both in the supermarket and overnight in the hotel, an easy opportunity. A convenient, but brief, sexual release. A rub for the ache of his executive boredom. He’d even come readily prepared with “protection”.
Daniel wanted to get into her knickers, nothing more, and she’d let him get that far without an ounce of resistance. Now she needed to work out how she dealt with the fall out. Well, she knew how she felt about it. She’d never been so drawn to the raw, physical sexuality of a man in her life and she hadn’t been disappointed. The power of their sexual encounter was like nothing she’d ever experienced. Her body still hummed with pleasure and a dark wicked voice inside her head suggested she should go back for more, whispered she should finish what she’d started and then reminded her she had been a disgraceful tease.
Hopefully she hadn’t ruined everything. He’d seemed quite unphased about her change of heart, but that didn’t make giving into the attraction the right thing for her to do in the first place. He was lethally attractive, but he was an accomplished womaniser and worse still, her boss. She was here to do a job, an important one and she’d been badly burnt the last time she’d played with fire. It would be sensible to make sure nothing like it ever happened again.
Rianna forced herself upright amongst the cloud-like pile of Egyptian cotton pillows and ran her fingertips through the thatch of her hair.
Shower.
She needed to put on her best front. Daniel was bound to be walking perfection, however ungodly the hour, and he needed showing she was totally unaffected by what had happened between them the night before, that she was cool and detached. So she’d let him pleasure her body? She’d permitted a virtual stranger to strip
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