I Hate You, Mr. Boss-Man [18+]

"I fucking hate you," I grumbled, reaching for my coat off the coat rack. As I go to open the door and leave, it's pushed back, hard---and all I feel is the warmth of his body on my back.

"You hate me, huh?" He whispers against my neck, his hot breath fanning where I tried to cover up his tattooed kiss. I manage to turn around, his hands on either side of my face. My breathing faltered, my heartbeat quickening, my chest rising and falling as his eyes flicked to my lips every chance he got. "What's that saying again?" Jesse trails rhetorically, brushing his nose along my neck. "There's a thin line between love and hate?"

(18+ Mature)