webnovel

HANDSOME SCOUNDREL

An ambitious intern. A perfectionist executive. And a whole lot of name-calling. Discover the story of Emily Brown and Robert Ramirez - and just how they got under each other's skin. Emily Brown is intelligent, hardworking, and days away from finishing her MBA. She has a dream job at a top-tier consulting firm and a terrific apartment in New York City. The only problem? She doesn't like her boss, who happens to be a gorgeous, infuriating man. Robert Ramirez is blunt, demanding, and always gets what he wants. And what he wants is his brilliant assistant - Emily. She's excellent at her job and surpasses his every expectation. So why can't he stop thinking about her? When their friction reaches its boiling point, Robert and Emily are forced to confront their complicated feelings for each other, and the result is a deliciously erotic office romance that neither of them can resist. As they explore their mutual desire, they uncover secrets about themselves and their pasts and learn that love can be messy, complicated, and downright beautiful. Told in alternating perspectives between Emily and Robert, Handsome Scoundrel is a steamy, provocative, and thoroughly addictive novel that will leave you begging for more.

Rachelharris · 都市
レビュー数が足りません
71 Chs

CHAPTER 56

Was that dance for me? Needing the reminder, I questioned.

My hand was pushed lower as she nodded. This lady was a mess of inconsistencies, Christ.

What else did you consider? I queried. Did you consider my lips and the face I had between your thighs?

She bit her lip and continued to nod.

I reached down to touch her and said, "I wanted to touch you." Just as in this.

Her body curved against mine as it stooped down to crouch over the desk underneath me. I murmured, my voice low and harsh, "I want to feel how wet you are." My breathing was labored. "How wet you are, knowing that I came this morning while watching you."

My fingers lowered themselves.

She shrieked.

The question "Are you watching?" I questioned while inserting one finger. I slid in quickly, stroking my thumb in circles over her clit, while she nodded. I muttered, "You're so fucking wet," as my fangs brushed against her shoulder.

"We shouldn't do this here," she said.