Chapter 437

• Jake doesn’t seem to care at all. A lifetime of being surrounded by staff and personnel makes him immune to their hovering presence. He holds me tightly until he finally releases me from the toe-curling kiss.
• “A little preview of what I’m going to do to you as soon as we get home,” he threatens seductively, eyes heavy and dark, voice husky, sending shivers through me as I lose all thoughts of the nearby driver. He leans in, sinking another kiss on me, letting me down on my feet so his hands can slide down over my back and butt hungrily. He hooks me just under the curve of my ass and pulls me up against his groin; the urge to wrap my legs around him is immediately pushed aside as I hear Jefferson clear his throat awkwardly. Thankfully, Jake releases me, turning me, so I face the door, and wraps his arms around my shoulders, his face against my cheek, tilting my head to the side. He nibbles my neck and ear softly, his breath warming my skin, sending a thousand hot tingles through me. My body aches to be alone with him.
• When the elevator arrives at the ground floor, he pulls me around and picks me up again with a wink. He likes this game; he likes to manhandle me and carry me around like a Neanderthal. I think it gives him some macho man kick, as he’s been doing it since the first month I worked for him.