Free Seduced by the Boss 3: For Her Pleasure by Jenn Roseton Page B

on the way to
the office. She couldn ’ t believe
that Matt ’ s real reason for wanting
to see her was to glean information from his business rival. But why
was she so surprised? In college, she ’ d
known he was ambitious, and he had proved it when he ’ d
taken that lucrative job offer and moved one hundred miles away,
never giving her a second thought.
    She shouldn ’ t
have wasted so many tears on him five years ago, she thought grimly.
At least now, she was smart enough to see through him.
    Parking in one of the
spaces set aside for their office and locking the car, she bit her
lip when she noticed that Adam ’ s car
was already there. Damn - she was late. Should she tell him about
her meeting with Matt or try to forget all about it?
    Jemma walked quickly into
the office and took her seat behind her large, top-of-the-line desk.
She could hear Adam ’ s voice through
his open office door and realized he must be on the phone. Flicking
through her Inbox, she randomly selected a file and tried to focus on
the information, but her mind kept replaying the scene in the coffee
shop.
    A few minutes later, Adam
strode out of his office. “ Everything
okay? ”
    She looked up and nodded,
finding it hard to meet his eyes. It wasn ’ t
as if she had cheated on him by having coffee with Matt, so why did
she feel guilty?
    “ What ’ s
wrong? ” Adam was suddenly beside
her, his intense gaze practically forcing her to look up at him. As
usual, her pulse raced when she was in his presence. The combination
of his age (early thirties), dark hair, ocean blue eyes and trim,
muscular physique made her heart flutter every time she saw him.
    “ Nothing. ” She tried to smile, but didn ’ t think
she succeeded. “ I ’ m
sorry I ’ m late. ”
    “ I ’ m
not worried about that. ” He grinned. “ There are certain perks that come
with dating the boss. ”
    When she didn ’ t
respond, Adam ’ s hand stroked her hair
and she leaned into the soft caress. “ Jem?
Is there something I should know? ”
    She took a deep breath. “ I had coffee with Matt this
morning. ” The words were rushed.
    “ I
see, ” he said softly, his eyes
narrowing. “ And you didn ’ t
think to mention this before? ”
    Jemma tried to shrug. “ I
didn ’ t think it was a big deal. ”
    “ Have
I got something to worry about? ”
    “ No. ” She rose and faced him, her eyes begging him to understand. “ No,
Adam, it ’ s not
like that. When Matt came in here the other day, I knew I was over
him, and this morning only confirmed it. ”
    His hands rested
possessively on her waist. “ So why
meet him then? ”
    “ Because
I was curious, ” she admitted.
    “ Did
you satisfy your curiosity? ” he
growled, his hand trailing down her back.
    “ Yes, ” Jemma whispered, the electricity of his touch sending shivers of
excitement through her body.
    “ Good. ” His lips covered hers, his tongue demanding entry. She moaned, her
hands tightening on his shoulders as Adam plundered her mouth. He
molded her to him, his hard length pressing against her softness, and she
couldn ’ t think about anything else
except being wrapped in a web of desire.
    Adam cupped her derriere,
bringing her even closer against him. Jemma sighed softly againsthis mouth as he deepened the kiss further. He slid his muscular
thigh between hers and she ground herself against him.
    She could feel moisture
dampening her panties and longed for Adam to take her right now, on
the desk.
    Suddenly the phone rang,
the sound breaking through Jemma ’ s
sensual haze. Her eyes fluttered open, and she reluctantly tore her
mouth from Adam ’ s.
    “ I
should get that, ” she said
breathlessly, leaning sideways to pick up the receiver. Adam ’ s
hands remained curved around her bottom, and she realized she was
still straddling his thigh.
    “ Good
morning, Sinclair Consulting. How may I help you? ” She sounded a little husky, and Jemma hoped it wasn ’ t
noticeable to the other