But she had also consumed me.

Still, I didn’t move, until she pushed gently at my shoulders. Then I rolled to the side and lay on my back, my eyes closed.

The soft touch of her fingers feathered over my forehead.

“Hey,” she said.

I didn’t respond. I couldn’t. I’d just had the most earth-shattering orgasm of my life.

“Rock?”

I exhaled.

“Hey,” she said again. “You okay?”

I opened my eyes. “I’m good. Better than good.”

She smiled at me. God, she was beautiful. “Good. That’s what I was going for. Remember this, okay?”

“What do you mean?” Not that I was ever going to forget it.

“I mean, remember this when you go into that office on Monday morning. Remember who you are. What you are. You are in control. You are the CEO of Wolfe Enterprises. You are Rock Wolfe.”

I was Rock Wolfe.

I just wished she hadn’t mentioned Monday morning.

14

Lacey

He looked amazing lying there, his tan skin glowing from perspiration, his dark hair sticking to his brow, his full lips parted slightly. His eyes were smoky and heavy-lidded.

“You’re up for anything now, right? You know you can do this. You can be the CEO and kick ass.”

He chuckled in a humorless way. “Is that what this was about? You let me fuck you so I’d feel like a big stud who could do anything?”

Had I been that transparent? “No, I just wanted—”

“Don’t even go there, Lacey. If this was a manipulative fuck, we’re done here.” He sat up.

“No, Rock. Of course not. I wanted you. You have to know how much I wanted you.” How had this gone so wrong? I’d have fucked him again no matter what. Yes, I’d wanted to show him he had control, but… Oh my God, I’d screwed this up. Majorly.

He stood and grabbed his boxers, sliding them over his gorgeous hips. Such a shame to cover his amazing body.

I stood next to him and slid my palm up his forearm to his shoulder in what I hoped was a comforting caress. “Hey, please don’t get the wrong idea here. This was not a pity fuck. None of this was. Do you think I fall into bed with every man I meet in my conference room? This is a first for me, Rock. And look at you. You are anything but an object of pity.”

“If there’s one thing I can spot a mile away, it’s a manipulative woman.” He brushed my hand away. “You were trying to build me up so I’d go into work on Monday and take the bull by the horns. That way my siblings wouldn’t get screwed over, and your precious bills would be paid.”