I dug my heels in. He growled, turning to face me, annoyance flashing across his face. “Joseph, if this is what has to happen—” I started, but he cut me off.
“No.” He snapped. He turned his body so he was now fully facing me. I stumbled backwards against my desk as he stepped even closer to me. “I promised you that I would take care of everything, and though I’m a shit ton late at doing that, I intend to keep my word.” He placed a hand on either side of me on the desk, effectively pinning me against it. “Will that be a problem, Lana?”
Licking my lips, I shook my head no. Joseph was feeling protective, and somehow, I knew that a protective Joseph was even more lethal than the man he became when trying to secure a deal.
A deep rumble sounded from his chest. Suddenly, he laced his fingers in my hair, yanked my head back, and covered my lips with his.
I moaned into the kiss, my hands coming up to clutch at his jacket, dragging him closer against me. He pushed me further against the desk, and with a rumble of irritation, he released my hair, his lips never leaving mine as he gripped my hips and lifted me on top of it, knocking everything in his way to the floor.
I didn’t care.
The entire world already knew we were together, and I was pretty sure that I was losing my job today regardless if he stepped in or not. My reputation was already destroyed.
What else was there to lose?
His hands slid up my thighs, and my body shuddered against his as he pushed my skirt up my legs.
“I probably shouldn’t fuck you right here.” He rasped.
“I don’t care.” I moaned. If he stopped, I might scream.
With a growl, he leaned back and began to undo my shirt buttons, shoving it open afterwards. “Fucking black lace.” He growled. He cupped my breasts through my bra, and I arched my back, seeking out even more of his heat. “My goddamn favorite.”
I made a mental note of that.
I let my shirt drop to the desk and reached behind me to unclasp my bra. The straps slid down my arms, and Joseph gripped the front of it, pulling it the rest of the way off, dropping it somewhere on the floor.
And then, he did what I had never expected from him.
He put me on my feet, spun me around, and yanked my arms behind my back. “You okay with being restrained?” He rasped against my shoulder where he then pressed a kiss.
I nodded, unable to speak. “Words, baby.”
“Yes.” I moaned.
I had never imagined Joseph Russo would be into dominance, but I was damn glad he was.
And I couldn’t wait to finally be claimed by my boss.