stared back in wide-eyed surprise, too stunned to protest her compromised position. Suddenly, a wicked glint came into his eyes and his head started to lower toward hers. She felt the protest on her lips but never had a chance to say anything.
Max’s lips came down on hers in an intoxicating kiss. She pushed against him for a moment, and then forgot every reason why she shouldn’t be kissing the mysterious Max Anderson, and allowed him to seduce her.
His lips went from almost punishing, to soft and seductive, in a matter of seconds, and she felt a pressure unlike anything she’d ever felt before start to build in her stomach. His tongue slowly caressed her bottom lip, demanding entrance into the soft folds of her mouth. A shudder rippled through her as her mouth slowly opened.
He discovered every hidden recess of her mouth as his tongue tangled with hers. Her hands glided up his neck, holding him close, afraid of him pulling away. He didn’t seem to have any desire to break their contact, though.
His hands caressed her hip, and started sliding up her blouse, caressing the sensitive skin on her stomach and side, causing more intensity to build inside her. When he reached the underside of her breast, she cried out. As his hand started to drift over the soft mound, she somehow gained some will-power. She was shocked at how badly she wanted that hand to cup her breast and relieve the aching of her tightened nipple. That shock helped her to start squirming beneath him. It took him a moment to realize she was trying to get away, and not writhing in pleasure. He slowly lifted his head and the passion glazed expression in his eyes was nearly her undoing. She wanted to say to hell with responsibility and simply allow him to keep working his magic.
She pushed him again, just for good measure and he finally sat up, allowing her to scramble out from beneath him. She scooted to the far edge of the couch, not trusting her legs to hold her up if she tried to stand. She’d never had a man kiss her before without her permission. She was surprised by how much she was turned on by his boldness.
“Well, Cassie, I must say that you can wake me up anytime, if it’s like that,” he said with a dangerous smile on his lips.
“Who do you think you are?” she said, a bit breathlessly. She wanted to curse her traitorous body.
“Don’t go acting like a victim. You were enjoying that kiss as much as I was. I have to admit I’ve wanted to do that from the first moment I walked in the hospital and saw you licking your lips. They’re very tempting,” he said, his eyes looking down at her swollen mouth. Her stomach tightened even more.
“You can’t just go around kissing people whenever you feel like it,” she huffed, but she knew he was right. She hadn’t protested.
“Mmm, now that’s an appealing thought,” he said with an even bigger grin.
“Whatever. Where is everyone?”
“What time is it?” he asked, ignoring her question.
“It’s after eight in the morning. The rest of the building is full of people but this floor is completely empty.”
“No wonder I’m so tired. I only got a couple of hours sleep,” he muttered as he ran his fingers through his already mussed hair. He got up and made his way over to his desk, where he sat down in his oversized chair. He scooted it back and propped his bare feet on the large top, scattering a few papers in the process. She had to hold herself back from quickly going over and picking them up. If he wanted to be a slob it wasn’t her problem. She was surprised by how alert he was, especially considering he’d only slept a couple hours.
“You never answered my question. Where is the rest of the staff, or do they just take time off whenever they feel like it?” she asked while pulling out her iPad and getting ready to take notes. His eyes narrowed at her accusing tone. His staff worked incredibly hard and he didn’t want her writing anything negative about them.
“Before