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Her gaze scans the rooftop as if she's not sure she's safe to speak freely, and she lowers her voice, leaning toward me as she whispers, “The secret about the case you're working on?”
I can hardly believe she's bringing that up right now and I can't help but smile. I hadn't expected this to be as important to someone else as it is to me. “And here I thought we could have a date before bringing up business.”
She looks horrified for a moment. “I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up bad memories-”
I lift a hand to cut off her apology. “You have nothing to apologize for. I'm just teasing. I promised myself I wouldn't bring it up on this first date, but now that you have, all bets are off.”
We dig into our food and talk. She tells me about movie night with her friends last night and how she wished I was there. I tell her about how intrusive she is to my thoughts while I'm trying to work. She laughs and apologizes, and I tell her that that's not something to be sorry for. I tell her that she looks beautiful tonight, and she tells me that I am handsome myself. We bask in one another's attention, and I feel the warmth emanating from her. There's something so easy about our conversation and interaction. I'm not worried that I'm going to say the wrong thing, and I'm not walking on eggshells with what I share.
There's something so freeing about talking to her.
She feels safe, like coming home. And when she smiles and tilts her head slightly, I realize I want to kiss her. No, I want to do more than kiss her. I want to take her home and kiss her all night long, touch every inch of her skin with my lips, taste her with the tip of my tongue until she begs me to stop. I want her.
When we finally finish our food and drink, I sense she’s relaxed a little.
I stand up and offer her my hand. She smiles up at me, clearly unsure what I'm going to do next. So I pull my phone out of my pocket and turn on some music, placing it face down on the table as it serenades us.
“May I have this dance?”
Her smile widens as she takes my hand, standing up and curling her body into mine. I plant my chin on top of her head as we rock back and forth under the stars. With my arms wound tightly around her, I wish this moment could last forever.
When she lifts her head off my chest and gazes up into my eyes, I know that I’m done for.
I lower my lips to hers and she lets out a stunned squeak as I lift her up. Her legs wind around my hips as our tongues meet.
Tonight, she’s mine.
We can sort things out in the morning.
Right now, I need her. More than I’ve ever needed anyone.
And unless she tells me no, I’m going to have her.
Chapter Eleven
Zoe
Without warning, he scoops me up into his arms, keeping his lips on mine. I let out a soft squeak of surprise as he carries me toward the door. Wrapped up in his warm arms, I cling to him, though I’m not at all worried he might drop me.
A moment later, we’re in the elevator and when it stops, he carries me into an office. I don’t care where we are, though, and I take his face between my hands and kiss him again as he places me on my feet.
As we pull apart, he studies me with a devilish glint in his eyes. I know exactly what he wants and I want the same thing. I want to lose myself to this moment, to his touch, his embrace. I want to feel him and enjoy our time together. He seems so perfect for me, I wonder how well we’ll get along between the sheets.
But here in his office? The thought brings fresh heat to my cheeks, and I let out a soft moan of pleasure that makes him narrow his eyes as hunger fills his features. Feeling a bit like a mouse hunted by a cat, I back up a few steps, my heart thundering in my chest.
But he closes the gap between us, and I’m reminded how much I want him. With trembling hands, I run my palms up his shirt as he peels away his suit jacket. My fingers fumble with his top button and my knuckles graze the rough stubble under his chin as our gazes lock once more.
I can feel his pulse, smell his earthy cologne, and the heat rolling off him seeps into my skin. As I work on his shirt with clumsy hands, his palms roam down my back, pulling me closer to his hard body. I can feel his arousal growing between us, and my heart beats double time as my throat goes dry with excitement. I never wanted Jake this much, Heck, I’ve never wanted anyone this much.
I finally free the last button on his deep gray shirt and reveal those toned abs and that muscular chest I remember from the ab contest on the cruise. He looks even better up close, somehow. I want to run my tongue along every inch of those powerful muscles and trace the deep vee of his hips down to the bulge ever-growing in the front of his pants.
With a sly grin, I turn him around and shove him back toward the desk. When he’s seated on the nearly-empty metal surface, I climb into his lap. My whole body begs me to grind against him and the slippery-smooth material of my pants leaves me aching for friction.
I feel his hard length under me, nestled in that sweet spot between my hips and I whimper, torn between wanting more and my brain telling me this is too much too soon.
Except it’s not. This feels right. So why can’t I just go with it? That thought seems to give some deep, primal part of me permission and I begin to rub on him, loving the pressure and friction.
Damien moans my name, his hands slipping up under my shirt and skimming up my belly. I pull back, tugging my sweater up over my head to reveal my lacy bra. He lets out a strangled noise as his gaze takes in every inch of my exposed flesh. His powerful hand pulls me in close and he nuzzles his face into my breasts, leaving me desperate for more. With every brush of his rough stubble on my soft skin shockwaves of desire rush through me. I arch back, offering myself up to his lips and mouth.
