"You make me feel things I've never felt, I just want you to know that." He whispered, pulling me into the shower. I put myself into the water, letting it run down my body and into my hair. I thought for a long second about his words and how I realized this crush was simply a need for his sex. And I never thought it...
This contains the steamy, R-rated chapters of The Closer. Readers unable to access the private chapters in the main book due to any problems can read them here. For the main story, refer to my profile. ~~ What happens when an unstoppable, hard-hitting business woman meets an unmovable, chauvinist, and utterly exhaust...
❀ FEATURED ON WATTPAD'S EDITORS' PICKS LIST ❀ [The Closer is intended for readers with an appetite for the dark and sexy. Read at your own discretion.] "What about that no fucking colleagues policy, huh? The one you so haughtily rubbed in my face?" The way to wound my heart is through my pride. The bastard knew that...
He pushed me down onto the cold marble surface of the table and stood between my legs as I wrapped them around his waist, pulling him in closer. It sent shivers up my spine. Passion of some sort, anger or desire, burned within us both and our growls were muffled into our kiss as we fought for dominance over the other...