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Self Control 5

***Attention - this is a split chapter. Halfway through it switches POV.

I'm disoriented. A large hand shakes my shoulder gently. Dane's deep, raspy voice pulls at me softly. His voice is so sexy. What a way to wake up.

Wait!? Wake up?

Shit! I fell asleep.

I jolt up in my chair and rub my hands over my face. Was I drooling? What time is it? What year is it? I'm so scattered.

"Let me drive you home, Jolie," his voice is thick and tired. The clock reads two a.m.

Shit.

"I...how long have I been asleep?"

"Not long," he tells me but I know he's lying. God, his voice, it's low and hoarse and it's doing things to me. I'm going to blame my sleep-addled brain for my lack of control over my thoughts. We can go with that but I've definitely been losing the battle against my attraction to him all week.

I stand and turn, huge mistake. I'm standing almost pressed against his chest.

We both stay perfectly still. Against my better judgment, I look up at his face. His lips are parted and he's pulling in a ragged breath. My heart stops in my chest.

Please, kiss me.

It's almost imperceptible but he leans in, bringing his face down, closer to mine. His breath fans across my face. I'm staring at his lips, willing them to press against mine.

He steps forward and brings his hand up to my waist, gripping me tightly. My chest is pushed up against his. I want to reach up and push my hands against it, feeling the broad plains of his muscles beneath his shirt.

His lips softly graze across my cheeks and I almost pass out. I can't stop a whine from escaping my lips.

Kiss me, dammit.

I've never wanted someone as badly as I want him right now. I've been attracted to him since the first time I saw him but this is... this is beyond attraction. His eyes burn into mine, making my knees tremble. I know we can't do this, my rational brain knows that this is incredibly stupid. I just can't help the way he makes my body feel. It's like a swarm of butterflies in my stomach, fluttering under my skin.

Everything he does is so goddamn attractive.

The soft scent of his cologne swirls around me in a heady, lust-filled fantasy. I know it's wrong. He's a senior associate, any relationship between us outside of professional is wrong. HR would have a field day. 

He pulls away and I have to stop myself from stepping forward into him again. I should be grateful for his self control, I'll be glad tomorrow but right now I'm on fire and I just want him to lay me across the table.

"I'll drive you home," he chokes out before reaching up and tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. I lean into his hand. How am I going to recover from this? His hands on my body will be in every dream and fantasy for the foreseeable future.

Fuck.

Dane's POV

I stare down at her for a second. I know she's exhausted and I feel guilty waking her. Her full lips are slightly parted as she takes shallow breaths. I hesitate before placing my hand on her shoulder. I've made sure to keep my distance physically like I'm afraid to touch her.

She looks disoriented. Fuck, I can't even touch her shoulder without feeling warmth spread up my arm. I tense as some of her silky dark hair sweeps across my hand and down my arm.

She smells so good, sweet, like apples and flowers maybe, but it's fresh, not stuffy.

She jolts up and covers her face. I pull my hand back and step away.

"Let me drive you home, Jolie." It's two a.m.

"I...how long have I been asleep?" Her voice is raspy and it makes my breath catch in my throat.

Why is she so pretty?

"Not long," I lie, I know she'll be upset if I tell her I let her sleep for two hours.

Without warning, she stands up. Fuck. She's practically leaning into my chest. I think we're both frozen. She looks up at me with those sapphire eyes and my heart stops.

God, I want to kiss her.

I can't stop myself from leaning in, bringing my face down to hers. Her eyes are on my lips. I want to attack her mouth, to taste her, to make her feel how badly I've wanted to kiss her since the moment we met.

My hand moves up to the slope of her waist and I step closer, feeling her chest rise and fall against mine. She bites down on her bottom lip and it sends a jolt of arousal from the base of my spine.

My lips graze across her cheek and a breathy whimper escapes her plump lips.

I have to stop this, immediately. Her lips, her body pressed against mine, her sweet smell. I'm rock hard in my pants and it's taking all of my self-control to step back, to pull away from her.

She's a junior associate, I'm supposed to be mentoring her. It doesn't matter that she's smart and witty and so fucking attractive I can't think straight. I can't let this happen.

"I'll drive you home," I don't even recognize my own voice. I push a soft strand of hair behind her ear and she leans into my touch. It's almost enough to make me lose control.

Fuck.

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