The Sweetest Temptation -
Chapter 282: Boss
Chapter 282: Boss
Matteo’s thoughts wandered far from her professionalism. What he yearned for was to strip away those layers of clothing, to reveal the seductive allure that lay beneath.
With deliberate, almost tantalizing steps, she advanced towards him. Like a marionette responding to an unseen pull, Matteo rose from his seat, his eyes never leaving the enchanting vision before him. As he crossed the expanse of his desk, his palms pressing against its surface for support, he narrowed the distance between them. The air seemed electric with anticipation.
In a seamless motion, he encircled her waist, pulling her against his chest. Their lips met, a dance of passion and longing, consuming all thoughts but the shared moment. Her fingers found their way to his back, her nails digging into the fabric of his suit, a silent plea for release. Understanding her unspoken desire, he broke the kiss, a soft, shared breath lingering between them.
"Were you trying to suffocate me?" Her words came out breathlessly, a playful accusation.
"I couldn’t resist, you’re absolutely stunning—and pardon my language, but you’re incredibly hot," he admitted, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Well, you better control yourself. We’re in the office, and this is a risky game to play."
At her warning, Matteo’s expression darkened, a sudden seriousness overshadowing his features. Stella, ever perceptive, fixed her gaze on him, seeking the reason behind the shift.
"What’s with the sudden shift?"
"You tend to forget that I’m the mastermind behind this company you seem to hold in higher regard than its supposed owner."
"Are you telling me you’re jealous of your own company?" Her playful tone danced in the air, amusement twinkling in her eyes. Her warmth, a gentle flame, kindled a faster beat in his heart.
"No, but if my company gets more of your attention than I do, then I might have to be," he responded lazily, his hands resuming their journey along her sides, creating a tingling path.
"Matteo, we can’t do this here," she moaned, succumbing to the delicious sensations of his hands working on her arms, then her shoulders. Her body arched slightly into his touch, granting him silent permission to continue his tantalizing caresses.
Matteo nuzzled against her neck, his lips teasing the fabric that concealed her skin, a low growl escaping his lips as his efforts were thwarted. Frustrated, he shifted his hands to her thighs, his touch insistent as he tugged upwards, his desire to feel her skin intensifying, a fleeting moment of impatience preceding her gentle resistance.
"What in the world do you think you’re doing?"
"What does it look like I’m doing?" He murmured against her lips, reclaiming them in a fiery kiss that left her rationale in ruins. Surrendering to the whirlwind of sensations, she melted into his touch, letting him lift her effortlessly.
"Matteo," her voice, heavy with passion, echoed softly as he carried her towards the desk. He set her down gently, ensuring her balance before continuing his exploration.
His hands cupped her breasts, a touch of impatience in his grasp as if seeking an elusive treasure. Yet, the barrier of her bra denied him the bare contact he craved.
"Did you do this on purpose to torment me?"
She knew exactly what he meant, and her response came without hesitation. "I did it to protect you from yourself."
"If I need protection from anything, it’s you, my dear."
At the word ’dear,’ she pushed against his shoulders, creating distance to gaze into his eyes.
"Not here, Mr. Quinn," she whispered, attempting a professional tone that paradoxically pulled him closer. For a suspended moment, he remained rooted, staring at her with the adoration of an enamored lover. Then, his lips curved into a spontaneous smile.
Stella, observant as ever, noticed the change. "Is something wrong?" she inquired, genuine concern etched on her features.
"You’re just so incredibly beautiful," he murmured, as though offering a silent prayer of gratitude for her existence.
"That was quite unexpected," she replied with a bashful smile, her cheeks flushing pink once more as she turned her face away from his gaze.
"Do you have any plans for Wednesday?"
"No, why?" Her curiosity was evident in the rise of her voice as her flushed face returned to its normal shade.
"It’s a surprise," he replied, leaning in to plant a gentle kiss on her forehead. Assisting her off the table, he straightened her dress. "Since you won’t allow me the pleasure here, we’ll fully indulge in compensation on Wednesday. Get ready. Meanwhile, I’ve got a mountain of work ahead, thanks to a certain someone." He cast her a sidelong glance, a playful accusation in his eyes.
"Oh, come on, you practically asked for it," she retorted, her hand smoothing out the creases on her outfit.
"Technically, yes, but you were an accomplice," he countered, leaning casually against his desk, his gaze assessing her entire being.
"Okay, boss," she sighed in surrender. Her reply caused Matteo to momentarily freeze, catching her off guard.
"Mr. Quinn," she corrected herself.
"Say that again," he challenged, pushing away from his desk and closing the distance between them.
"Mr. Quinn?" She repeated, a hint of confusion in her voice.
"No, before that." He was inches away now, his face dangerously near hers. Her vulnerability in that proximity seemed to ignite his predator instincts, ready to pounce.
"Okay, bo—"
Her response was silenced with a ruthless invasion of his tongue in her depths, scavenging every corner of her mouth in search of a satisfaction to his palpable arousal. Her moan vibrated from her throat, sending charges of lust and passion into the epicenter of his cock, further thinning the thread of rationality that held him from plunging inside her. He freed her lips and regarded her with a darkly sensual gaze.
"Now get out of here before I lose control and rip you apart. I can hardly contain myself."
Wearing a blank expression, she turned stiffly and made her way out of the office.
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