Chapter 28

"Miguel..." I tried to interject with logic, but it came out as a moan. I placed my hand on his shoulder.

His kisses returned to my lips, but this time with more intensity. His right leg is now positioned between my thighs, hitting a sensitive spot. With his passionate kisses, I reciprocated eagerly. I lost myself in the moment, not even realizing that I instinctively moved my waist to feel him more.

"Miguel, we're in the..." my rational mind attempted to protest, but it was the last straw.

His response was to lift me onto my table. There was barely enough space, and things were falling off, but he didn't care. He placed me on the table without hesitation. I cursed in my mind as I thought about the documents I still needed to read.

"Is this what you wear when you're with your boyfriend?"

I swallowed hard. He tightened his grip on me. "No. He's not my boyfriend. You know I don't like him."

I blinked rapidly, feeling a flutter of anticipation. His hand moved from my waist to the s