The Carrero Effect - Falling for the Boss (Billionaire CEO)

Oh, so we’re fighting again? What happened to happy go lucky PA and hot boss? When we used to flirt more than we fought?

I liked them … I wish they would come back and replace the constant arguments and anger between us lately. The constant sizzling tension and instant flare ups of bad mood and hurt feelings.

What the hell happened to us?

“You think I’m all about my work and I don’t what? … Let life ever interfere?” I snap accusingly.

“Take from it whatever you will.” He’s pouring himself a drink, a strong one. Being cryptic as per usual. For no reason whatsoever, his motion makes me more furious with him, his chilling and kicking back with booze whenever things get serious.

Screw him.

“I know how to have a life … I choose to work more than I fuck about with sex and parties.” I know that isn’t fair. He works harder than he plays, more than most in his business, that’s why I’m always by his side and flying across continents. I’ve seen it. I’m being a bitch for the sake of being a bitch.

“Do you, Emma? … I’m pretty sure that stick up your ass is well and truly lodged.” He growls at me and I blanche.

What the hell? Why is this attack Emma suddenly and how did we get so goddamn mad at one another, over nothing?

We’re literally yelling at each other, tension crackling in the air as the atmosphere thickens. This constant goddamn weird, uptight air is always around us now.

“What the actual fuck? … You chose me as your PA because of how I work … Now what? You’re saying I’m too what? Anal? You want a party buddy instead?” I yell at him. My body tense and I’m waving my hands around in frustration, steel matching glares on both our faces.

One who doesn’t fucking make me feel like I want to beat the shit out of her one minute and screw her the

Wow.

I’m literally frozen …

what? That’s what this

at him, wide-eyed and speechless, mouth slightly open with surprise as his words

around the room and silence hits hard. Without another word he stalks toward me, looking dark and crazy, sending a shiver of fear down my spine, immobilizing me for a second

no clue

the wall behind me once more and crushes his mouth to mine like our lives depend on it. His lips rams against mine with such force it takes my breath away and I’m too stunned to stop him. My head is still in the middle of

to pull in my breath. I respond in a way that shocks me to the core; some primal inner me, taking advantage of the few seconds of shock. I latch to his kiss purposefully, opening my lips to have his tongue and mine entwine. A groan coming from deep inside me; hot and wanton. Nothing about this is right, but I can’t stop it, I’ve never known this surge coursing through my body which consumes me. I wrap myself around him, his hands in my hair and mine are around his neck.

have every inch of him joined with mine overtakes all sense and reason. A release from all the anger and fighting and heartbreak, bursting over me like a damn. The urge to let him devour me and take it all away. He lifts me up smoothly, so

I stop that little

stop it this

a gulf open between us. I don’t care about the consequences anymore. I want to

in an instant, the carpet soft under my back as he cushions the transition, mouths still deliciously molded together. His attentions waken up that deepest desire in me while his body weight is sexy and turns me crazily

me as much as I want him as his erection crushes into my damp panties; his mouth knows no limits and he’s kissing me with all the expertise of a seasoned pro; he could make me tip over the edge with his kiss alone

be kissed like

terrifying or repulsive about this, it’s drawing me in, opening me up, making my head go blank with desire. I suck on his lip the way he has mine before, extracting a moan from him that pushes my fire higher. His hands sliding over my body, exploring, and ravaging me, feeling out my breasts, my waist, and my thighs as he maneuvers me into exactly how

all over me, caressing my curves and pulling me into him in new angles as he continues his possession of my body. His mouth running over every inch of skin he can find while exposing more. We’re frantic and panting and lost in passionate heat that’s leading to explosion. I’m lost under his attentive hands and I’m imploding inside with desire, my body is clenching in ways I never knew it could. My

it seems neither is he. He’s intent on tasting every piece of me and returning to my mouth with every few licks

like to be Jake’s focus and desire, and