His to Possess

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even if she had doubts about his intentions.
    “Jessica, we had sex. It was intense and amazing. And I would love to do it again.
     But that won’t happen unless you want it to happen. In that, you are totally in control.”
    Her gaze flicked to his, then down to her notebook.
    “But in everything else, I’m the boss. Got it?”
    Again, she nodded.
    He stood up and walked to the front of his desk, then turned around. “Good, now come
     over here.”
    Her eyes widened, but she stood up and took a step forward, leaving six feet between
     them.
    “Keep walking until I tell you to stop.”
    She continued forward slowly, her hands clenching into balls at her sides as she approached.
     He waited until she was two feet from him before he told her to stop. He was a good
     eight inches taller than her, towering over her as their bodies infringed on the usual
     comfort margin of personal space. He watched her cheeks tinge a deep rose and she
     stared at his tie rather than meeting his gaze.
    The closeness of her body, and the sweet scent of orange blossoms from her hair, sent
     his senses reeling. He wanted to drag her into his arms and claim that soft, pink
     mouth of hers. To feel her soft breasts crushed against his chest again.
    But he didn’t.
    He smiled. “You see. I’m not ripping off your clothes. We can work in the same office.
     We can sit side-by-side.”
    He wanted to reach for her chin and tip it up, so she would look at him, but as confident
     as his words were, he was afraid touching her would be his undoing.
    “Look at me, Jessica.”
    She raised her gaze to his. He could see it. The heat in her big green eyes. And that
     heat set his blood simmering. He wanted so badly to stroke her cheek. To drag her
     body against his and storm her mouth.
    Instead, he reined in those feelings with an iron will.
    “We can even stand facing each other like this without me throwing you onto that couch
     and having my way with you.” He paused, letting that sink in. “Nothing is going to
     happen unless you want it to.” When she didn’t say anything, he said, “Do you understand?”
    “Yes, sir.”
    Oh, God, when she called him sir he wanted to take total control of her, and order
     her to do some very personal things.
    “Good. Now for the next week or two, you’ll need to learn about what we do here. You’ll
     be working closely with Melanie. She knows what I expect of you and will explain your
     duties in detail. In a few days, I’ll have you accompany me to a few meetings. I assume
     Melanie has already given you some reading material.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    “Good. That should keep you busy for the rest of the day.”
    “Yes, Mr. Ranier.” She turned and headed for the door.
    His gaze fell to the delightful sway of her hips as she walked. When she reached for
     the doorknob, he said, “Jessica.”
    She turned to face him.
    “If you do change your mind, I’ll be only too happy to continue what we started that
     night.”
    He was sure he saw heat flicker in her eyes before her gaze darted away and she opened
     the door and escaped.
    Damn it, why had he said that? The whole point of this conversation had been to calm
     her down, not to deliver an invitation to party.
    As he sat down at his desk, he knew the reason was because he wanted her. Badly. She’d
     really gotten under his skin and despite the fact he’d told himself he could handle
     keeping the relationship between them strictly professional—and he could—he was quickly
     discovering how excruciatingly difficult that would be.
    *   *   *
    Jessica escaped to her office, her cheeks still warm from her encounter with Dane.
     When he’d ordered her to stand in front of him, so close she could feel the heat of
     his body, she could barely keep her breathing in check. She’d wanted him to pull her
     into his arms and kiss her. To ravish her lips, then throw her down on the couch and
     take her.
    He’d calmly pointed out how he could stand so

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