Addicted To You

"Stop trying to deny it." His husky voice whispers in my ear, my back is pressed against his office wall, his hands interlaced with mine, pinned against the wall either side of my head.
"Denying what?" I ask in a raspy voice.
"Denying that you like me." His lips press against my neck softly, making my gasp.
"I-I don't." I curse myself for stuttering.
"That's not what your body's telling me." I roll my eyes at his 'Mr know it all' tone.
"You obviously don't know me." I say with a shaky voice as his lips find my sweet spot.
"I know you better than you know yourself." His deep blue eyes piercing through my brown ones for only a second before he's pressing his lips to mine. No matter how hard I try to pull away and not kiss him back, I can't help it. I'm addicted to him.